The Porcelain Girl- A Neverland Story
Written by Alia Davis
Chapter Three - Turbulence and Stars
"I think I will." He had said, making the glistening young girl called Rose blush, if she could anymore than she was already.
With a sun kissed arm he pulled her up off the cushioned seat that was by the window, opening up with his free hand a velvety pouch at his own waist. The substance that glittered inside thrilled the young girl, though the boy in front of her thought it could not compare to her sparkling, tear covered face.
"Pixie Dust?" ,She murmured even though she knew the answer, she couldn't help but be amazed, this young man that stood before her was nothing like she had been told he was, everyone portrayed him as arrogant and harsh. Perhaps he had begun to change.
"P-Peter," she stuttered quietly as he began to sprinkle the glowing substance over her with a smile, though neither of them had spoken before this it was all but silent, unnerving crashes from the house and screams filled both of their ears.
"Yes?" he asked as he began to float up towards the window, still holding her hand in his, the heat of her skin prickling into his own.
With the swish of her skirt she climbed up onto the window seat so she was level with him. "I don't believe I have any thoughts happy enough to fly on." Admitting the fact seemed embarrassing for this girl, who what crying only moments before. She stood there, shy in nature, not quite sure how to handle the situation that most people would think as a dream.
What if it was her dream, and she was sleepwalking? What if she jumped out the window whilst inside her dreamland? Suddenly she didn't care, being dead or in a coma would be much better than the life she was living now.
Peter smiled, "I'll carry you, we're going to have a wonderful time in Neverland, and I'm sure you will have plenty of happy thoughts when we arrive."
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Damn I sound so boring. Pan thought to himself as he picked the strange girl by the waist. Soon, with the springing of his feet they were up in the air, a sensation that Peter Pan had on knew of and long enjoyed. With little more than a thought of returning to Neverland with this amazing girl, who was making him feel, so strange, was enough to send him flying and carrying her.
"London is so much better when you fly over it." He said and looked down at the girl in his arms, a jubilant smile on her face as she spread her arms, hair floating uncertainly about her face.
"Oh Peter! I'm really flying! I wasn't jus dreaming, I'm not dead!" Rose said with equal excitement that mirrored her face.
Strange, thought Peter, very odd, that this girl should think I was part of a dream. Dose she dream of me? He wondered this silently, watching her rather than where they were going. He didn't need to anyway; he knew the city just as well as he knew his own island.
"I'm glad your up here with me and not down below in those disgusting streets with adults and growing old." He said as they began to lift higher into the sky.
"Me to." Said the girl in his hands, she had pulled her arms back from their soaring position to place them on his hands that were firmly on her sides. "Thank you Peter Pan, for saving me."
In the dim light Pan saw the girls eyes sparkle, and he knew she was telling the truth. Perhaps she would not leave him by himself on Neverland…
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Some time later, as the trip to the different planet was not a short one, rose had fallen asleep on top of him as Peter flew on his back. She slept with a smile, he noticed suddenly, taking a finger and pulling a strand of her dark hair away from her face.
Such beautiful lips she had, and her face looked as if the very fairies had carved it. Pan gave a sigh, tracing her chin with his finger, he didn't know what had come over him with this girl, he wanted to hold her forever, protect her from anything bad. She seemed so fragile laying there, pressing herself to him.
Vaguely Peter began to think about exactly what was pressing agents him. When he asked the fairies explained anatomy, and he had asked about things that they called 'breasts'. Before he thought that they were foolish things to have, cumbersome and the girls always seemed do conscious about theirs, at least the ones he'd ever saw.
That was before, now he was not so sure, from is place he had a clear view down her shirt to the beginnings of the soft flesh. When she gave a slight sigh in her sleep Peter blushed and looked away, not exactly sure why he was embarrassed.
Taking both hands he cleared the hair from her face again, it always seemed to want to hide its treasure, the angel beneath the locks. That was when she woke up. Her gentle eyes fluttering open to reveal rather clear violet irises. They darted around her quickly and she almost fell off from surprise. That Peter could see.
"Good morning." He said, letting his hands drop from her hair. When her eyes had turned back to him, he saw the spark of remberance; she had thought all along she was dreaming but now she understood.
"Hello Peter, are we anywhere near Neverland yet?" she asked, wrapping her pale arms around his neck to secure herself as he sped up.
"Nearly, we're in a dangerous zone though, we might start hitting some-" he was shortly cut off when it seemed that they ran into a brick wall, sending both of them flying in different directions, mainly sending Rose falling into a black unknown.
"Turbulence." He murmured darkly and then shot off towards her.
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Authors note: HA! I PROOVED YOU ALL WRONG I CAN WRITE MORE THAN TWO CHAPTERS! I'm so proud, even though it did take nearly five months to get my act together, I'm sorry, now the updates will be regular, either every Thursday or any other day I feel like it, but there will always be a update on Thursday.
So what do you guys think so far, I can do one of two things, should I let peter catch her or should I let her fall?
If you guys think I should kill my character then you shouldn't be reading this, she's not going to die anytime soon. -.-
-Alia