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Chapter Four
"Neverland?" I asked disbelieving. Was this some kind of sick joke? This was my childhood dream and I am barely getting it now? I would still say I was dreaming but Eric already pinched me from thinking otherwise.
"Yes! The place where there is mermaids, pirates, Indians, fairies, and the Lost Boys!" He said animatedly. His face looked so eager but soon fell when he saw that we were unimpressed.
"So?" James asked. "You can get the same thing at Disneyland."
"So are you able to fly around at this so called Disneyland?" Peter asked annoyed.
"Yes," I told him wanting to laugh. "It's the ride called Peter Pan!"
Peter just looked surprised and then totally annoyed. "So!" He shouted. Huh? So the little boy is going to have a tantrum when we don't like his shiny toy?
I heard a tinkling sound and saw Tinker bell just as angry and her face flaming red. She looked a little demonic. Maybe I will just stay away from the little fairy.
"Never mind." I heard Peter mutter. "Do you want to come to Neverland or not," he asked instantly getting excited again.
"No!" I said with false enthusiasm, Eric and James followed in my lead.
"Why?" Peter yelled, disbelief coloring his tone.
"Okay let me break this down for you. One, we just got here. Two, I am unbelievably tired and third, I have to go exploring London tomorrow secretly." I whispered to him and speaking to him like he was five years old instead of sixteen or so.
"What could be so interesting about London?" Peter asked incredulously, with Tinker bell nodding in agreement.
"I have decided that you guys will want to come to Neverland so are you ready or not because I am getting very impatient!" Peter said, floating down and tapping his foot.
"So you really want us to go to Neverland, huh?" I asked
"Yes! The Lost Boys would love new recruits and a new mother to tell them stories," Peter said with an excited gleam in his eyes.
I just stared at him and decided we would need to discuss privately since my brother haven't really said no yet. "Conference," I said turning toward my brothers and we quickly huddled.
"Ah ha," I said starting the conference, "so this is what we know. He wants us to go to the magical world of Neverland to never grow up, any thoughts?"
I sneaked a peak at Peter only to find him looking around the room calmly yet sadly.
"Neverland sound cool and all, but there is absolutely no way I am going. I haven't even met any British chicks yet!" James exclaimed looking very serious.
Eric just nodded solemnly and said, "James is right Jess, and we also haven't had any ice cream here yet!"
"Ice cream," I asked bewildered.
"Yeah, ice cream. Doesn't it taste different in other countries?" He said with a serious face that alerted me that he wasn't joking.
"I don't think so," I answered trying not to laugh. "I do agree though on not going. So let's say 'I' so we sound serious and professional."
After a chorus of 'I's we turned around to face Peter.
Peter was hovering in the air again when he noticed us. "So are you guys ready to go?" He smiled such an excited smile that I almost felt bad that I was about to say no.
Almost.
I looked at my brothers and instantly knew that was going to have to start. "No we are not ready to leave, because we are not going," I said quickly.
Peter just grinned, thinking we were joking, but when he saw our frowns he stared at me incredulously. "Why?"
"I don't do stories," I offered as a pitiful excuse.
"I want to meet British girls," James said, following my lead.
"I want European ice cream." Apparently so was Eric.
Peter just looked between the three of us and sadly shook his head. "What about growing up? At Neverland you don't have to!"
"Dude I know I might hurt your feelings, but I kind of want to grow p so I can get out of this place!" I yelled at him, my face feeling very hot.
Peter just stared at me in shock and said, "You'll change your mind and when you do I'll be back." With those final words, Peter Pan and Tinkerbell flew out of me bedroom window and off into the night.
)o(
A week later and much ice cream eating later I was standing in front of the mirror eyeing my dreadful school uniform.
It was a red and grey plaid dress over a white collared shirt. Ugh! Why was I even wearing this? Oh, I remember now. Mother said this school would be "good for me", whatever that means.
A loud snap shot sound broke me from my revere and I turned to see James holding a camera and Eric standing right next to him.
"Did you guys just take my picture?" I was already super annoyed before and now they had just made me extremely annoyed.
"Yes," James answered grinning. "We thought it would look great to have our 'lil Jessica in the family scrapbook wearing her school uniform!"
I just rolled my eyes and turned back towards the mirror and finished applying my thick black eyeliner. I ran a hand through my thick black hair and decided I was ready.
I turned backs to my brothers who were now lounging on my bed and said, "So when are we leaving for school?"
"Ralph is waiting for us downstairs and as soon as you're ready we are leaving." Eric answered with a smile.
"Okay then," I sighed. "I am ready, let's go already and get this over with."
)o(
The school was like a Victorian castle looming against the cloudy sky.
"Well this place looks like fun," James said undoubtedly trying to lighten the mood. It was not working.
"Yeah, I bet that's what Christine thought about the Opera Populaire and look how well that turned out for her!" I said, feeling very grumpy.
"What?" James and Eric both asked looking confused.
"Never mind," I whispered and rolled my eyes.
We walked in to the building and the first this I noticed that the lighting was coming from chandeliers' hanging form the ceiling and torches mounted on the walls. All the actual lighting the came from it was artificial golden light.
"Seems like some people like it old school huh?" Eric joked.
"Its not actually old school when the light is still coming from light bulbs, Eric." I said rolling me eyes and grinning up at him.
"Whatever," Eric huffed. He looked down at his schedule, "Well I gotta go 'cause my class looks pretty far. See ya guys later!" A few seconds later Eric had disappeared in to the crowd.
"So where is your class?" I asked James hoping it was close to mine.
"Umm, let me see." James took out his schedule and looked closely at it. "I have History in Hawthorne Hall."
I looked at my schedule and pouted. "I have English in Harspey Hall." I sighed and quickly said goodbye to James and made my way to my class.
On my way I suddenly really needed to pee and even though I knew I would be late a hastily made my way to the nearest bathroom.
I busted in and made my way to the last stall and quickly sat down and started to pee. I was just sitting there a while when I heard the undeniable school bell through out the halls and bathroom. "Crap," I said and quickly finished up and stepped out of the stall to wash my hands. When I looked p in to the mirror I found another face behind me.
"Holy shit!" I whirled around to find myself face to face with Peter Pan.
"What do you want?" I asked annoyed that he actually scared me.
"So do you want to come to Neverland now?" He asked looking very urgent.
"No and neither do my brothers." I said with an annoyed sigh and started walking toward the bathroom door.
"I beg a differ since they are outside waiting with Tink right now." Peter said with a smirk but it quickly disappeared when there was banging on th e bathroom door. "They have found us. Quick, through the window!"
Before I even had a chance to ask what the hell was going on Peter threw me on his back and flew through a window that I would've sworn was just closed.
"What the hell is going on!" I yelled into Peter's ear, trying to mask my fear of heights.
'Captain Hook and his crew are on the rampage!" Peter yelled. "We need to get back to Neverland A.S.A.P.!"
"Why Neverland," I asked feeling a irritated and frightened.
"That is where I am most in control! That why need to get to Neverland!"
"Okay, then. Lets go because to be honest I am not a huge fan of dying!" I said seriously. Peter whistled a high pitch whistle and the next thing I know I see my brothers and Tinkerbell flying with us.
"Off to Neverland!" Peter yelled and with that we disappeared into sky.