Before I start, I'd like to say, sorry, I know it's not the longest chapter ever, but it's got a lot of important stuff in it. And if you look super closely, there are little tiny hints pretaining to the identity of Lizzie's mystery older brother. They're easy to miss though, so keep an eye out. Other than that, I don't have much to say, so uh, enjoy!
I've been here a day and honestly, I'm actually starting to miss the island. Yup. It's that bad. I mean, at least something was always happening, bad things usually, but the hunting was fun. And the fires, and the dance the hunters and I made up, and the boys doing whatever I told them to. Anyways, I'm rambling. This place is so boring, I'm actually thinking about talking to Roger. But I'll settle for Lizzie.
After walking around for a little while, I find Lizzie in a small room filled with stacks of books. She's sitting cross-legged in a beanbag chair, a thick book in her hand, her long hair tied back into a loose ponytail. On her face is a faint ghost of a smile. She looks up as I enter and a goofy grin becomes plastered to her face.
"Hiya Jacky!" she exclaims. I walk over and sit down on the floor next to her.
"What're you reading?" She holds out the copy of Peter Pan proudly. "That's cool. I guess." Not really. She smiles her 1000-watt smile.
"It's my favorite. My big brother used to come read it to me all the time, but then he stopped visiting me." She says sadly.
"Do you know why?"
"Mommy said he went to the better place. That's Neverland, I think." She tells me. Oh. That's not good. Maybe bad health runs in their family. I wonder how old he was. "Do you think it's Neverland Jacky?"
"Yea. It's probably Neverland," I lie numbly, thinking about the people I inadvertently sent to "Neverland." She nods.
"I'm gonna go there to see him someday. I've wanted to go before, but I don't know if I know how to fly." We sit in silence for a while. Then, out of the blue, she starts giggling. I give her a weird look. "Every time there's an awkward silence, a gay baby is born." She explains, starting to giggle again. I shake my head and chuckle. She has got to be the strangest girl I've ever met. "What did you do to get here Jacky?" She asks suddenly.
"I made some bad decisions, liked fire a little more than the next guy. It's a long story I'd really rather not explain. What about you?"
"I've been here as long as I can remember. Mommy says I kept my imaginary friends a little to long." she explains. I chuckle and she grins, but then looks sad. "Roger says I'm here because I'm nutters."
"Oh. He shouldn't have said that to you."
"Roger's not very nice." She tells me sadly.
"No, no he's not." I agree.
"Do you know Roger?" she asks. I nod.
"Yes, I used to be good friends with him." I answer.
"Are you still friends with him?"
"Nope," I reply. Her brow furrows in confusion.
"Why not?" She asks curiously.
"Because he's a big meanie." I say. She giggles.
"A big meanie-bo-beanie." she adds, laughing.
"Exactly." I say, smiling. She giggles some more.
"Hey Jacky?"
"Yea," I answer.
"Do you think I'm nutters?" Lizzie asks.
"No, I can't say I do." I reply, and it's hardly even a lie too. She smiles her signature 1000-watt smile and throws her arms around me, trapping me in a tight hug.
"I like you Jacky!" She releases me and scampers out of the room. I smile in spite of myself as I watch the sweet, innocent, naïve little girl skip away.
I know, it's short, don't hate me! Lizzie is a hard character to write, believe it or not. And my friend thinks that in all my stories Jack is uncharacteristically nice, so I'm trying to keep him as close as possible to how he is in the book without making him the bad guy. That's... someone else's job. I'm not saying who though (but you probably know anyways.) So please review. I'd like more than two this time, if possible. It'll inspire me to make this story a lot better, and we all know that there's too much room for improvement here. So review, I beg of you! (I'll be your bestest friend if you do!) Peace out party peoples!