Chapter 2: Bus Stop Strangers

The next day, the sixteen year old girl woke up and smiled as she saw her mother sitting on the black leather sofa in the living room.

"Morin' Mum." She greeted with a small smile that seemed to brighten the room.

Jane looked up at her daughter with a smile. "Good Morning, Lily. Did you sleep well?" She asked, standing over to hug her.

Lily shook her head slightly, the memory of her previous night vivid in her mind. "The storm woke me up." Was all she said.

Her mother tilted her head to one side but the look in her eyes did not look like confusion towards what Lily had told her.

It looked more like she was worried, afraid even. "There wasn't a storm, last night, sweetheart." She stated, her eyebrows knotting together in thought.

Lily was taken aback. "Um... Yes there was... Didn't you hear anything?"

Her mother walked over to the window and looked out at the magnificent garden before her. "Everything is dry, my dear. Maybe you just had a nightmare." She suggested, though she seemed uncertain.

Lily wasn't at all convinced but she decided not to go further into the conversation, noticing the peculiar discomfort of her mother. "Maybe."

After a small breakfast Lily made her way to the bus stop that wasn't too far from her house.

All sorts of people could be seen there, and Lily couldn't help but observe them.

Some were impatient and looked at their watches every other second to see if their bus was running late.

But there were some who waited patiently too. They even smiled occasionally when they saw Lily staring.

Students always stood in small groups and talked about whatever a normal teenager would talk about.

Lily didn't know much about that though. Ever since she was small, her mother had taught her everything that she knew.

That's why Lily was so lonely most of the time, she didn't have friends to have fun with.

But one thing she had learnt by herself was that sitting at a bus stop presents a perfect opportunity to study human nature.

The bright red vehicle didn't take long to arrive, and Lily almost decided to wait for the next one.

This bus was packed and Lily was lucky to find a place right at the back of the bus, where a boy, maybe a little older than her sat staring blankly out of the window.

She sighed deeply. "Um... E-excuse me?" She asked shyly.

The boy turned around showing off his handsome features.

His light brown hair was somehow neat and yet at the same time scruffy.

But Lily wasn't looking at his hair. No. She stared into his green eyes that seemed to hold so many secrets. "Yes?"

Lily swallowed. "I-is this seat taken?"

He smirked. "No."

She sat down beside him and he smiled. "What's your name?" He asked her.

Lily was hesitant at first, remembering what her mother had told her so many times. 'Never speak to strangers. They may not seem dangerous at first but sometimes they turn out to be. So be careful who you talk to, Lily.'

Not once had Lily disobeyed that rule.

Only once, and little did she know the person she was talking right now to would be the most dangerous person she'd ever meet. "I-um... I-It's Lily. And you are?"

He chucked at her shyness. "I'm Peter."

Lily smiled brightly. "Nice to meet you, Peter." She stated.

He smirked. "Likewise. So... Where are you heading?"

She hesitated yet again before she answered. "I'm going to the beach. You?"

"Just looking around, really..." He shrugged. "I'm not from around here..."

Lily tilted her head slightly. "By yourself? What about your parents?"

"I don't have any." He didn't sound upset in the slightest but Lily didn't notice.

Her aquatic-like eyes widened slightly. "I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed. "I didn't mean-"

He shrugged. "It's nothing. I really don't care about them anyway. But what about you? Shouldn't you be at school or something?" He asked, suddenly curious.

Lily frowned. "I could ask you the same thing." She realized.

He chuckled. "I don't go. But you should."

"And why's that?"

Peter smirked once more. "You're clever." He noticed. "That's why, I guess."

Lily shook her head. "Thanks. But if we're clever already... Why should we go to school?"

This made him laugh. "Good point." He stated.

Before Lily could reply, she heard the bus driver call out her stop and looked apologetically at Peter. "This is my stop."

He grinned. "Really? It's mine too." He told her.

So they left the bus and now walked slowly down the path for a few minutes before Lily broke the awkward silence.

"I thought you said you were just 'looking around?'" She questioned. "Why'd you get off the bus?"

"I happen to like the beach as well." Peter responded, smiling.

Lily felt a little nervous but she couldn't help but smile at his comment. "Well... Last one to the sea is a rotten egg!" She smirked, running as fast as she could on the scorching sand that led to the water.

She couldn't deny just how much she had always loved the ocean. She loved the colour; the turquoise silkiness of it, the way it gently crashed against the cliffs.

But most of all she loved how it made her calm, made her slow down and think.

But now, as she raced towards it, with Peter by her side, she felt a rush inside of her.

She knew that the sea held so many secrets, some that she couldn't understand.

Her Mother on the other hand, wasn't exactly as adventurous as her beloved daughter.

Lily didn't understand why, at times it was as if Jane had a secret of her own.

And the sixteen year old girl would figure it out.

Peter caught her and picked her up bridal style and threw her into the waters. "I'll get you for that!" She yelled, diving under where he couldn't see her.

She came up behind him and pushed him under quickly, before diving under again.

At first she'd been really shy towards him, but now it seemed as though she'd known him forever, but that would soon change.

Because Peter Pan wasn't just a normal teenager either. No... He was a demon.