It's been a day since the new boy came. I discovered that the boy's name is Baelfire. I think I remember Wendy mentioning that name once or twice.
But if she did, it wouldn't make sense.
Didn't I see him a couple months ago at the celebration after the ogre war?
It doesn't matter I can think about that later, I believe I found a way out of the camp. I need to focus on that.
The hardest part is making sure that I don't look suspicious in any way. The escape plan needs certain plants. I convinced Devin to take me hunting today to grab what I need.
"Why are picking up those plants,"? Devin asks me.
I can tell by the way he asked that question that he is suspicious.
"Umm…. They are for making my clothes smell good," I quickly lie. "You mix it with water and it gives your clothes umm... a fresh smell."
I should have thought of an excuse for collecting these certain plants before I went hunting with Devin! This plant doesn't make your clothes smell good! It does the opposite!
Devin gives me a weird look but says nothing.
"So," Devin says changing the subject. "Would you like to learn how to use a spear,"?
"I think I am happy with the skills I already know," I reply.
"I know you are good with hand to hand combats, but wouldn't you want to expand on your skills,"? Devin asks.
"Like I said, I am happy with what I already know," I reply.
Night came, finally! I spent the last two hours trying to be alone. I know if I talk to someone, they will notice the anxiety in my voice and know that I am planning something.
Tonight, was like any night here in Neverland, there is a party with a big bonfire.
I remember being asked by one of the lost boys why I don't celebrate with everyone else. I replied that I am not a party person.
This is true, the only times I get to celebrate is with the fairies is the yearly feast. Plus, the time when I finished my trade. There would have been other times for celebrations, but those celebrations are meant for when I got older.
The celebrations in Neverland are boring. All there is a big bonfire and many arm-wrestling matches.
I grab the plants I mixed together, and I threw it into the fire. The fire rose many feet higher than its usual size. I look around to see all the lost boys look scared and confused. I planned this firmly. The plants mixed in the fire will only make it rise enough to get every lost boys' attention. If there was any chance that the fire would seriously injure one of the lost boys, I wouldn't of done it.
Time to go.
I run out of the camp with anyone looking my way, and I don't look back.
I am not sure how much I ran when I stop to breath. I just know I can't take a long break. I know for sure that it won't take long for Pan to notice that I am not in the camp.
"Let me go,"! I hear someone shout!
Who was that?
"Please let me go,"! the voice says again.
That voice isn't far away.
My curiosity got the best out of me, and I decided to see what the fuss was about. I walk a little, staying hidden within the trees, I see the new boy trying to fight off a lost boy. What was his name? Forget that! Focus! I then place my focus to reality. I can tell that the boy has no fighting expertise. I turn around, and I started to quietly go the other way.
You can't just leave the boy to fend for himself! A voice in my head said. It could, be a trick. Maybe he works for Pan, maybe this boy is trying is being used as "bait" to catch me.
I know I have to make a choice right now.
Why can't I decide?
Before I know it, I shout "Hey! I am over here,"!
The lost boy let go of Baelfire, and charge toward me.
What was I thinking?
I start running but I soon, I am half out of breath.
I have no choice but to fight him.
No, he will beat you. Your only chance of not getting captured is by outrunning the lost boy or hiding.
Before I could make my decision, I trip over a log.
That's what I get for not paying attention.
What's worse is that the lost boy is not that far behind me.
I try to think, but my mind is all over the place.
Being captured is not an option.
I know that if I am captured, I know Pan will make any other escape methods impossible.
What I feared happen next, my mind is telling my body to stand up, but my body is not corresponding.
What do I do now?
The boy calmly walks toward me. He probably knows that I am too frazzled to do anything.
I then see something creeping up behind the boy.
Wait.
Its not something, its someone. I can't this person face because he is wearing a hood over his head.
As soon as the hooded figure catched up with the lost boy, he takes out a rock and hits the boy's head with it.
As soon as the rock contacted the head, the lost boy collapses on the ground.
I just stay there in shock.
The figure unhooded his face.
Its Baelfire.
Why did he come back for me?
I look over to see the lost boy is still breathing. I feel a sign of relief. I don't know why, but if that boy died, I would have felt somewhat responsible for his death. Even I wasn't the cause of it.
I open my mouth to say something to Baelfire, but no sounds come out.
Baelfire walks over to me and offers his hand to help me up. As he offers his hand, my mind goes back to being focused.
Instead of taking his hand, I stood up using my own body support.
"Why did you do that,"? I ask with words finally coming out of my mouth.
"Why did you save me earlier,"? the boy asks.
"Why are you avoiding my question by asking one of yours,"? I ask.
"Because my question is more…. relevant," the boy answers.
"What about this," I say. "What if we pretend that we have never seen each other and go on our separate ways since we don't owe each other any favors. And then we don't have to see each other again,"? I propose.
I don't know why, but something in my gut tells me not to trust this boy.
"Or we could help each other," Baelfire proposes. "It seems like you also want to get off this island."
"I go alone," I tell him.
And then I walk off.
"Alright,"! I hear a voice yell. "I give up! I hardly know anything about surviving,"!
I look behind to see Baelfire running and panting to catch up with me.
"I know this will sound really bad," Baelfire pleads. "But from what I heard, you know how to hunt and how to fight some. I don't know how to do those things, and I can't go back to the lost boy's camp. I either die, or you help me."
I stop on the spot.
"I don't know whether that was the worst or best way to ask for someone for help," I say without turning around.
"I'm not totally a hopeless case, I might not be able to hunt or defend myself, but I can cook and sew clothes," Baelfire pleads.
I can cook my own food but sewing is a weak point for me. Maybe he has some usefulness.
I turn around to face Baelfire.
"Here is the deal," I tell Baelfire. "You can come with me, but if you do anything." My voice is now getting stern. "You're done."
I then notice Baelfire's face turning pale.
Is he sick? I asked my myself.
Is there a sickness that makes someone suddenly turn pale?
Who would of thought? I am forgetting my fairy training.
"Sorry," Baelfire said with coloring coming back to his face.
"For what,"?
"For making you worry," Baelfire responds.
"I'm not worried about anything."
"Your face says otherwise," Baelfire explains.
I suddenly notice that I do have a worried face, but I quickly change it back to my normal expression.
"Why did your face turn pale,"? I ask.
If he has a sickness, I probably should know about before I decide that he can be around me.
Wait.
When did I turn this uncaring?
"One of the words you said earlier triggered me," he explains.
What on earth did I say earlier that would trigger anyone?
"We can't stand around here," I say getting back to business. "We need to find shelter. The lost boys are probably already on our tracks."
"Do you have somewhere to go to,"? Baelfire asks.
I shook my head "Nope, I was planning to look for somewhere as soon as I escaped from the camp."
"Then let's get started," Baelfire says showing a small smile.
"Why do walk you so fast,"? Baelfire asks me.
"Because it gets me to were I want to go to quicker," is all I reply.
"Is a cave fine,"? Baelfire asks.
"Why,"? I ask back.
"Because there is one over there," Baelfire says.
I turn to see were he was pointing to. I see a good size cave mostly hidden by the elements of the jungle.
How was he able spot the cave, but I totally bypassed it?
"Let's go check it out then," I say.
We both walk toward the dark cave and we walk slowly inside the cave. I immediately look around my surroundings. The cave needs work if I am going to spend time here. There are leaves, spider webs, and mud/dirt everywhere. And if I had to guess, there are probably a few animals who live inside this cave.
"We should probably look for somewhere else," Baelfire says. "I don't think this place is in living condition."
"Your right," I partially agree with Baelfire. "It won't be a living condition if we don't clean this mess up."
Baelfire looks at me, looking shocked at what I said.
"You seem like a person of high standards," Baelfire explains. "I thought you would have wanted to find somewhere else better."
A person of high standards? I been sleeping on the ground with nothing but a rough blanket for the past three years for goodness sake!
"What makes you say that,"? I ask him trying not to sound rude.
"I rather not say why," Baelfire replies.
Then there was a five-minute silent pause.
After a few minutes, I finally say "We wasted enough time. We can start by checking for animal nests."
When I was working, my mine wasn't really focused. It was focused on one question:
Do I trust Baelfire?
I wanted to make one thing clear;
Ella's (or Anna) life on Neverland is not going to be the main point in this book. The main story point happens seasons later.
Anyway, please check out a story on wattpad called Peter Pan and the Lost girl (Peter Pan Robbie Kay Fanfic) written by LoveBothFreddies.
It's really good!
Thanks for Reading!