Chapter 3: Chris POV

"Hey!" I yell. "Pan's back!" He indeed was, with 3 girls.

"Prisoners?" Daniel asked.

"No." Pan answered. "Visitors."

"Fun." I smirk, then faulter under a death glare from one of the girls. "Who are you guys?"

"Arin." An asian girl shakes my hand. "And you are?.."

"I used to be Felix." I let go of her. "Now I'm Chris."

"Nikola." A light eyed girl said.

"And you are?.." I raise an eyebrow toward the girl who did the death glare.

"The name's Nicole." She punched me in the arm. And it HURT.

"Ow," I mutter. "Never knew that girls had strong punches." She glares at me again.

"What are we going to do?" Nikola asks. "Just sit around?"

"Really?" I ask. "This is Neverland. Anything is possible. First, weapons."

"Are there bow and arrows?" Arin asked. "And possibly a dagger?"

"Of course." I toss her both of those items. "And you, Nikola?"

"Something throwable and able to stab someone." Nikola crossed her arms.

"A spear should work." I toss her one. "And the hard to get, Nicole."

"A sword would work." She grabbed one from the table. "If I loose it, I can use my hands."

"Ok, first thing." I point to all of the weapons. "Those are coated with a powerful plant, Dreamshade. If you touch it, or get stabbed with it, you will die after a day or two. Maybe even right away."

"Cool." Nicole started practicing attacks, stabbing the air. "Any animals I can kill?"

I smirk. This girl was battle-thirsty. "Down that way."

"When you come back," Peter called after her. "I expect to see a lot of food for the Lost Boys to eat!"

"No problem!" I heard her yell, followed by a squawk. I laugh.

"Don't worry about Nicole." Arin giggles. "She's dependable. Sometimes."

"Yup." Nikola laughed. "When it comes to food, she'll work hard to get it."

Five minutes later, the campfire was lit and Nicole came back with bundles of food. She even had to take several trips to bring all of them!

I suddenly felt a kick at my legs. I turn around and see Nicole. She smirks and pointed at the food.

"Trying to make me carry it?" I smirk. "Here, you have to work to get your place. Carry it yourself."

"Someday," I heard her say. "I will trick you. Just going to have to wait." She hauled the food on her back and dumped it near the campfire. "Done. Food for days."

"Oi!" Peter exclaimed. "That's a lot of food!"

Nicole sat down and took a bite out of cooked food. She looked stunning. Her hair was pulled up into a loose ponytail with a vine. Her shoes were leafs and vines pulled together. Her shirt was her original shirt, which was a red tank top, and it had a vine curling around her torso. Her pants were ripped jeans, and she claims she found while she was searching for food. Then I shook my head. I had to snap out of it. She would never like me. I'm a Lost Boy, a boy who lost his parents a long time ago.

I took a bite out of my food, and watched how Nicole and her friends danced around the campfire.

Ok, better than last chapter.

Who thinks Chris is in love? *raises hand and looks around to find that no one else raised their hand* Ok, fine. :( Be that way.

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~Gwen