Author's Note: This is my first fanfic, ever. Criticism will be greatly appreciated. Tell me if it sucks. Hope you like it.

Pete flew through the clouds. To her, it felt like she was swimming through cotton candy. She did flips and dives, almost like a dolphin. A dolphin that could take anyone out in a matter of seconds that is. She neared the bottom of the clouds and looked down. All of the people scurried around like ants. Building, building, building. They could be so boring. But occasionally, she would spot something interesting, or actually someone.

She dove toward a rooftop and crouched there, imitating the pose of the gargoyle next to her. Her head cocked to one side as she observed the events unfolding below her.

A boy was running through the streets with considerable speed. Pete idly wondered how fast he would be able to fly. Anyone who loves speed like that would love to fly. As she looked closer she realized that he was carrying something tucked into his side as he ran. When he started to look over his shoulder, she could see why. A street-side bread vendor was awkwardly running after him. Waddling, is more like it. Suddenly, the boy crashed into on of the pedestrians he had been deftly weaving his way through. His bread went flying across the street. The vendor put on a surprising burst of speed and began to close in on the boy. But the boy hurried over to a building, quickly scaled the brick walls, and began jumping across the rooftops.

He stopped his frog-escape once he saw Pete crouched on the side of the roof he had just jumped to. He looked below him, and seeing that the vendor had given up, he approached Pete. She noticed that he wasn't even breathing hard.

"You aren't going to jump are you? 'Cause that would be just plain stupid." In a flash, Pete had flown over his head, grabbed his shirt by the front, and held him over the roof's edge.

He glanced at the arm holding him up. "Are you a girl, 'cause no girl I know could hold me up like that."

She titled her head back, noticing that he didn't seem to care that he was dangling three stories over the ground. "Do you know every girl in existence?"

"No," he admitted, "So I take it that you weren't going to jump?" Pete just glared at him, but surprisingly set him back down on the roof.

She began to circle him, like a shark. "What's you name?"

"Alexander."

"Why did you steal the bread?"

"Because I wanted to. Besides it wasn't as if the vendor was goin' hungry. Did you see how fat he was? But," he said as he pulled something from his right sleeve, "I still got this." He held up a roll. "Anyway, what's your name Miss Nosy?"

Pete stopped circling and faced him. She looked him straight in the eye and proudly declared, "I am Peter Pan."
Alexander kept a straight face for about three seconds. Then he burst out laughing, and kept laughing so hard he fell on the roof. Pete glared down at him and barely restrained herself from kicking him.

"What is soo funny?" She demanded. He calmed down long enough for him to squeeze out, "You're a girl!"'''' And then he burst out again. Pete began to walk around him, almost yelling.

"Of course I'm a girl you dumbass! Have you ever heard any superior legends about girls? NO! So I had to pretend to be a boy for that Wendy girl. And we were just friends! Yuck. No way I ever like liked her. And just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't kick your ass!" She finished off her tirade with a swift kick to Alexander's almost calmed down butt.

"Hey!" He yelped standing up. "You can't be Peter Pan, girl or boy. You're to old." He said that with a 'Take That' look on his face.

Pete almost looked sad for a moment. "Every time I come here, to your world, I get a bit older. I should be about 17 by your stupid years."

Alexander contemplated this for a minute. "Well, I'm 17 and 1/2. Loser!" Pete's eyes grew wide with anger. She jumped behind him and put him in a headlock.

"What was that, Aly? Did you just call me a loser?"

"Hey!" He squeaked out, "It's Alex, not Aly. I'm a boy not a girl!"

"I don't know," She said through gritted teeth as they wrestled around the rooftop. "You look awfully feminine, and you just squeaked like a girl." Alex wiggled out of her grip.He stood in front of her, indignant. He puffed out his chest, straightened his loose cotton shirt. He ran a hand through his coal black hair and with his dark green eyes he looked at her, and wiggled his eyebrows.

Pete burst out laughing. She held her sides as she tried to keep from rolling on the rooftop. "Are you... trying.. to come... on to me?" She barely managed to say.

He pretended to be hurt for a few minutes and then asked in a more serious tone, "So, when are you taking me to Neverland?" Pete stopped laughing and just stared at him.

"What," he asked. "You saw how fast I can run. And besides, I bet I can fly faster than you can."

Pete stood up straight, squared her shoulders, and stalked over to him. "No one can fly faster than I can."

"Wanna bet? I bet you've never let anyone try."

Almost furious that someone could think that he was better than her, she grabbed him by the wrist and flew up into the air. At Alex's surprised yelp she looked over at him and ground out, "What? You asked for it."With, that they vanished into the air, a rat searching for food being the only witness.