"I have decided to actually teach you today, love," Pan said. I grinned. Perfect. Finally.

"Do you remember how I did it?" He grinned.

"Yeah, I remember when you ripped my heart right out of me." I glared at him.

"Temper, temper," he said, putting a finger to my lips to silence me. "Now, you try on Devin."

A dark-haired boy came out of the shadows. He looked like he was trying to hide fear. He was scared of me. How cute. I stepped toward him, and placed a hand on his chest, felling that wonderful heartbeat. So beautiful. And I was about to end it.

I plunged my hand inside his chest, instantly feeling the heart. I yanked my hand out, grinning at the beautiful pulsing thing in my hand. My fingers started to curl over it, crushing it.

Devin doubled over. "AHHH! What are you doing?!"

"Olivia, stop," Pan said. "You've had enough fun for today."

I didn't listen to him. Screw him. Even if he had my heart. I continued to crush the heart, until it was dust falling from my fingers. And Devin crumpling to the ground like a sack of potatoes.