Wendy Ch. 4

I chased the boys, tickling them to death. You know, this is the first time I've felt joy and can actually be a child. That's a feeling I'd almost forgotten. Being in Neverland doesn't' sound so bad, despite the crack head pirates. Hearing myself laugh again, makes me feel like I've found me again. I have to thank Peter for that.

"Yuna, wanna tour of Neverland?" Peter stretched his hand towards me.

"Sure. Catch ya later boys." I smiled at them.

I felt like I was in a dream, a good dream. I didn't want this to end. Peter was literally sweeping me off my feet. This was crazy; I mean it's almost as if I am falling for him or something.

I never believed in love

I was deceived by love

I never had much luck with lovers before

He took me to the top of the rainbow, and he took me to see the Indians and mermaids. Mermaids are so cool to hang out with.

I found a very special love in you

It's a feeling that's so totally new

Over and over

It's burning inside

I found a very special love in you

It almost breaks me in two

Squeezing me tighter

And I'm never gonna let go

We were at a new treehouse, I assumed the boys' knew about this.

"This is my secret place. This is where I go if I want to be alone." He motioned for me to come inside.

"So, the boys don't know about this?" I asked curiously.

"No, only you and Wendy."

"I'm beginning to think you really fancy this Wendy girl." I teased.

"Yeah, I did, but she decided to grow up and break my heart. All I have left are the Lost Boys and Tink, which reminds me, I haven't seen her in a while."

"She sounds like a nice girl, which I'm totally the opposite."

"That's not true! You're a wonderful girl." Peter's face started turning red.

Does Peter actually like me? Gosh, I've only known him less than a day and he likes me? I don't know, I feel kinda funny too. I don't know, do I like him?

"You like me don't you?" I stuck my tongue out at him.

"No." Peter replied too quickly.

"Then explain to me why your face is all red." I smirked.

"Isn't it hot outside?" he started fanning himself with his shirt.

"Yes, I suppose so." I took the top part of my matching pajamas to reveal my white tank top that was underneath.

Is it me or did his face get redder? And what the hell am I doing? Am I feeling attraction to him? I saw him staring at my breasts, all boys are the same: they are perverts. They either like the boobs or the ass, but it don't matter cause men are a bunch of pigs and love, sex, it means the same right? Why do I feel different about Peter? He's just the same right?

"My eyes are up here, not down there." Peter looked at my face reluctantly.

This was getting fun, teasing him. I twirled a few strands of my hair just to see Peter's reaction. Hell, it actually went to his pants. Am I really doing this? I mean why do I feel comfortable doing this? Hmm, maybe this'll be different.

"Yuna." Peter was starting to sweat and I was actually getting turned on by this.

I went over, knelt between his legs and slowly kissed him. I know I was treading into unknown territory and all, my body just took over. Well, I guess I'll just go with the flow?