Chapter 3- New Home
Isabelle followed Peter, Tink and her two fairies to a small bush that Hook, Smee and Cecco had dragged her by so many times. "This is the main entrance, the boys go in a different one, but from here I have to blindfold you. Hook has pulled so many tricks on our past mothers that I'm used to it." Isabelle turned around for the red headed boy.
"I don't have many good stories though. I'm not as good as Wendy-Lady. Lily and Fira told me that story. Plus I thought you live in a tree." Peter caustically placed the handkerchief over her eyes. His touch felt funny to Isabelle, no one ever had touched her.
"That's fine, and let me guess: 'No one must ever touch you?'" He asked her casually, like he said it a thousand times. She jumped lightly again.
"You needn't take my hand; if that's what you intend to do. Just continue talking about something. It doesn't matter what you even talk about." Izzy said refusing to touch Peter again. Ever. She followed both the voice of Peter and the fairies (Who she forgot about). After a few minutes of Peter Ranting on about Wendy, they made it to the large room. Peter took off the handkerchief of Izzy's face. The room seemed nice. Bunk beds lined the walls each with a name. There were holes in the wall for weapons and maps. There also were holes that seemed to hold small rooms were the fairies would live.
"The room behind that clothe is your room and mines to the left. I will go find the boys."Isabelle nodded as she walked into her room. It had a small bed, a mirror, a chair, and a dresser. When she looked up, she saw the sky, the endless blue painted with white clouds. She was content. Now all she had to do was meet the boys.
The boys seemed to span through different years. There was only two though, that Isabelle knew the names of. Slightly, Peter's right hand man (He too had a fairy, her name was Bess) and Charlie, Wendy's Great Grandson, who loved Never land so much, he decided to stay.