"EW" Tiger lily shrieked, dropping the firewood she was collecting. A twisted look of disgust distorted her pretty face. "I should shoot an arrow right through his heart for that. I can't believe it"

Having a hard time dealing with the recent events, that had a occurred. I confided in Tiger lily about me and the disgusting captain and what took place on his ship. I wasn't comfortable with talking to Peter or any of the boys about my emotions over it. In times like these, you needed a female companion.

"Don't bother. What if he does to you what he did to me?" I joked, though the indian princess didn't look amused.

"Don't even joke about that" she exclaimed, playfully elbowing me. The two of us then burst out into laughter.

"Soo...you're not gonna get back at that old codfish?" The raventte arched a brow. I shook my head at her comment and began picking up the wood she dropped.

"No. I'm a strong girl. It was gross, but nothing I couldn't handle. It would be childish to get back at him. Don't you agree?"

Tiger Lily shrugged and took back the wood. "I guess. But...isn't childishness, the point of Neverland? it's ruled by the most childish person here" Her words were true, I had never met anyone so against growing up.

"You have a point, but still. I'd rather not see those pirates again. OR mermaids. Ugh...and to think I used to dream of meeting them."

"Mermaids can't be trusted. You were at fault for speaking to Marina in the first place. She's one of the most conniving, rotten, EVIL. Little wenches; I've ever had the displeasure of meeting" Lily's voice was suddenly filled with rage. Her hazel optics narrowed into a glare. She almost hissed while speaking her name.

"Whoa. You really hate her that much?"

"Hate isn't a strong enough word. I'd love to ring her throat and watch the life in her eyes fade away."

Clearly something had happened between the two. You didn't just hate someone this much without a reason. I couldn't stop myself from asking. Whether she'd answer my question or not was beyond me.

"...Why is it you think of her in such a way?" I asked in a calm, soft voice. I didn't want to trigger her anger again.

Lily paused for a moment before letting out a long sigh. "We used to be...friends. I guess you could say we were BEST friends. I always met her at the lagoon. We talked about the most pointless things..but it was fun. .. then..." she trailed off, her gaze lowering to the ground.

"Then?" I urged her. This was getting interesting.

"She met Peter. THEN suddenly all she wanted to talk about was HIM. She got so bad that she got to a point where she thought I was trying to steal him from her. When I knew him long before her."

Ah. Jealousy. That was always a friendship killer. I placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I can't imagine what it must have been like"

"It doesn't matter, Wendy. It happened so long ago. The Marina I knew is long gone. What she did to you, proves that. ...Maybe the mermaid I knew...was just a facade...perhaps she showed me her true colors that day."

"Now. Now. I'm sorry for bringing this up. Let's get to the bomb fire. Your father is probably waiting" I patted her shoulder once again. This issue really seemed to bother her. I felt bad for making her remember such a negative situation.

"Alright. Maybe indulging on some smoked salmon will lift my spirits."

"Now that's better!" I grinned, while a small smirk formed on Lily's lips. "The boys are going to be so mad when they find out we did this without them" another fit of giggles exchanged between us.

"Well, shame on them for sleeping so late." I winked. I was already starting to feel like myself again. No more self pity for me.

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"And where were you?"

After returning to the hide out I was greeted by a not so pleased, Peter Pan. His hazel hues narrowed into a glare while his arms were tightly crossed over his chest. I already knew I was going to get an ear full from mister bossy-pants himself.

"I went for a stroll. What's it to you?" I smiled mockingly. He really brought out the immaturity in me. That brute. He just had to start something with me.

"Without saying anything? you can't do that." Peter growled. What was he, a bear?

"Says who? I think I have the right to go where ever I want. You're not the boss of me. In fact, I'm older than you. So it would make sense that I was the boss of YOU" I stuck my tongue out at him. Something I hadn't done in years.

Peter's face was redder than his hair. I thought he was going to explode but then he seemed to calm down. A devious grin replaced his tight frown.

"Older you say?...you don't look older than me?"

I blinked a few times, confused with his statement. What did he mean by that?...when we first met at my house, he said so himself I was older. So what was he going on about?

"Are you really that immature that you'd deny a fact?" I narrowed my eyes while HE looked completely calm...maybe even giddy.

"You should probably go look at yourself." Peter wiggled his brows and I huffed, turning on my heel.

"To humor you? I think not. " I was done with his act and stormed inside the tree house. There some of the boys sat at the table, chomping down on meat and the bones that came with it. Though once they saw me they immediately stopped eating and began gawking.

"W-What. Why are you looking at me like that?" I glanced over my shoulder then back at them.

"Did you get smaller?" Nibs cocked his head to the side.

"Huh?...what do you mean? why would I have shrunk. It's absolutely, preposterous."

"But...you're smaller" Nibs repeated. It didn't look like he was joking. I was starting to get worried. This was an island of youth after all... deep inside...I knew what was happening...

"Wendy...you...should probably go look in the mirror..." Slightly added. His face looked a bit concerned. I nodded hesitantly and approached a nearby mirror. It was horribly cracked, but I could still see my reflection. ...To my horror...the person I saw staring back at me. Was my younger self. I had aged back years. I estimated I was around twelve to thirteen years of age.

I slowly caressed my youthful face. Why? Why? WHY?.

That's when I let out a blood curdling scream.

Peter flew into the tree house, laughing hysterically with Tink trailing behind him. She too was laughing.

"It's not funny" I shrieked. Grabbing the boy by the collar. "What did you do to me? EXPLAIN YOURSELF PAN!"

"I didn't do anything" Peter held his hands out defensively. "It's the island. It changed you back to the age you were when you first came here."

"I knew it" I hissed, releasing the copper head.

"Then why'd you blame me?" Peter couldn't hold back his amusement, it was all too clear in his eyes.

"Change me BACK." I roared, Peter began backing away while the boys hid under the table. Was I really that frightening?...

"I can't. I don't have control of everything, ya know? besides. I like you like this."

"I DO TOO. Nibs cut in."

"This...is barbaric. I won't stand for this. I'm going to find a way to change back. Even if it's the last thing I do" my determination was strong. I could overcome an obstacle such as this. I just had to BELIEVE.

"Right" Peter rolled his eyes. "it's not going to be easy. don't worry about your age. You won't get any younger."

"That's not the point" UGH. He was so infuriating and insensitive. I needed to find a way to return to my original self...It didn't look like I was going to get any help from these boys.

"Fine." I huffed turning my back to them. "I'll leave it for now. BUT I will find a way to change back even if I-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Peter suddenly cut me off.

"Let's talk about today's adventure!"

The lost boys cheered and my gut told me they weren't going to pay anymore attention to my problem...

why were boys so...terrible?

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