A/N: okay... some people suggested things to me... and I'll try to putt those things in the story and all but if it doesn't work please don't be mad at me! I will try though… anyways I'd better start with writing huh?

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Chapter 3

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It was the day that Wendy's parents where going to pick a proper husband for her... she hated that day. She really hated it with all her heart, but what could she do about it? Wait at her window again for weeks in a row? That wasn't her plan… no… she had to marry later, and it didn't matter if she wanted to or not. Much to her despite afcorse.

She kept thinking 'bout that guy she bumped into earlier. He looked rather familiar to her… a little to familiar. But she couldn't think of a name with the image of the person… maybe it was… Peter. He looked like him. Yes, he looked older and taller butt he certainly looked like him. Those eyes that you could simply drown in and the wild hair and the sun tanned skin. Maybe it indeed was HER Peter… maybe... just maybe…

And yet again like always her aunt disturbs her from her thoughts... but Wendy was used to it now… I mean… wouldn't you be after 4 years?

"Wendy! Come down here this instant!" her aunt called her.

"I'm coming aunt Millicent!" Wendy said.

Wendy walked down the stairs and to the living room were her father, mother and aunt where sitting with a young man… that… serious kind… the guy wasn't even… good looking.

"Darling I want you to meet someone... his name is Luke. Leboeuff and he is from a very wealthy family." Her father said.

Wendy looked at him and curtsied. He bowed to her. She smiled weakly.

"Honey… I don't think she likes him…"Mrs.Darling said to her husband.

"But he would be perfect for her!" Mr.Darling said.

"Yes, but if she doesn't like him that she doesn't have to marry him!" Mrs.Darling insisted.

"Alright, I'll talk to him…"Mr.Darling said.

"Thank you dear" Mrs.Darling thanked him.

And so Mr.Darling sends the boy away and the next came in.

"This is Anthony Crew. His father is the manager of the bank I work at." Mr.Darling announced him.

"Nice to meet you my lady." He said kissing her hand Wendy pulled a disgusted face as he did that.

"Nice to meet you too." She said though she didn't really liked it.

"Mother… I don't like him!" Wendy whispered.

"Wendy after this one you'll have to convince father yourself to send those gentleman away!" Mrs.Darling said.

"Yes mother" Wendy replied.

After a long and boring afternoon Wendy could go to her room to get ready for one of those big dances she had to go to tonight. She wore a nice elegant silk baby blue dress and her hair was pinned up with several white flowers. She looked absolutely stunning.

"But mother what if they don't like me?" Wendy asked.

"Why shouldn't they like you?" Mrs.Darling asked.

"I don't know… but then what if I'm the ugliest girl on the ball? " Wendy asked another stupid question.

"Wendy I am one hundred percent sure that they'll like you! Now go downstairs your father and aunt Millicent are waiting… Hurry up!" her mother said in a shushing voice.

"Thanks mom..." Wendy said walking down the stairs.

She walked to the front door were her father was waiting for her. She smiled at him and then walked to their ride.

"If you do your best then maybe there will be some guys that ask you to dance." Her mother said as she got in the carriage.

"I know… Butt we'll see if they'll do that." Wendy said.

She didn't even wanted to dance with one of those guys. She wanted to dance once more between the bright golden lights of the fairies and with that beautiful, peaceful music she danced at with Peter. Actually the lights and the music didn't matter… the only thing that did was Peter.

"Hello Wendy!" John said as he stepped in too.

John could come because he was the oldest of the seven boys. He was a real gentleman in her father's eyes. But in Wendy's eyes he was still the little kid fighting with wooden swords. He was just the kid that played Captain Hook, and nothing more. He is and would be for ever her little brother.

As her father got in too they drove away. John sat next to her and aunt Millicent sat next to John. Mrs.Darling sat next to Mr.Darling. They drove for 1 hour and then they where finally there at some huge classic building with music on the background.

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Wendy looked around her... The place was beautiful… the classic candles... the romantic music, the guests where chic, her family was happy...even nib's and the other boy's, she was surprised nib's wasn't struggling with his tie like he used to do at fancy party's.

It looked so perfect, but then why did it felt like something missed. Suddenly the image came up in her thoughts. The same image as she always had whenever she heard music. She was dancing with a blurted image of a boy. She heard the music in her head. They where dancing in the… air… was that even possible? It couldn't be. That could only exist in dreams… she walked further in the ballroom. Some boring boy tapped her shoulder and asked her to dance.

"I'd like to…" at some point she couldn't bring her self to say I'd love to. He placed her hand on his shoulders and then started dancing.

After 5 minutes she was bored. She heard laughter; she wished she felt like laughing or even smiling. Instead she felt like crying for some unknown reason. A tear fell down her eyes, leaving a trace of sadness on her cheek. She blinked the tears that where still welling up in her eyes.

Some one tapped her shoulder again. She turned around to look at the person and find out who it was.

"Would you like to dance, Wendy?" the man asked.

It was the same boy that she bumped into. He grinned at her. It was a rather cocky grin. But at some point she liked it.

"I'd love to… peter." She said taking his hand.

They danced the night away literally… she felt so pure… so… complete in his arms… she smiled at him and he gave her a heart warming smile back. And in years he was the first boy that could make her smile…

"Wendy!" her mother said.

"What is it mother?" Wendy asked.

"We have to go… now say good bye to this young man and come on!" her mother spoke again.

"Bye Peter... I'd had a great time tonight… and I hope I can see you again." Wendy said walking away with her mother.