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After a few hours of flying the shadow dropped me of in front of a orphanage in the heart of some big city. It was about midnight and all the doors and windows were closed. I decided to stay in front of the building, the children inside were just like me after all. If I was to make people believe in Neverland, I should start with those who benefit most of it.

I dozed off after a while and was woken up by a loud gasp. "Oh dear!" I looked up to see a very spooked older lady. "Hello dear." She bravely started. "May I ask what you are doing here?"
"I'm an orphan, and I need shelter. My name is Lucy Lightheart by the way." I politely stated. This must have charmed the lady because she beckoned me in.
"Oh I bet you do dear, I bet you do. Come in dear. Just look at those clothes,poor dear. Come in."

After I was given some breakfast, a quick bath and new clothes she started asking questions. "Where are you from dear? Are you alone? How long have you been wandering around?" And more questions like that. I told her I was from a very small town far away, that I have been wandering alone since I lost my brother (oh poor dear, poor dear), and that I didn't know how long it had been. Basically I had nothing for her to report to any authorities, but enough to take me in. The other kids were send to school so I got a tour on my own.

After a few hours children started to come back from school, once everyone was home I was introduced and given a bed in the girls dorm. The kids didn't ask many questions, they just accepted me as a new 'poor dear' in their midst.

Four years later.

I had been staying at the orphanage four four years now, and I had accomplished my place in the group. Everyone loved my bedtime stories, even the older kids. They would always be about Peter Pan and his lost boys, but I made them sound a little less gruesome than the reality had been. The lady, who I learned was called Miss Collins, prized my creativity and imagination. Little did she know that every single of those stories actually happened.

I had become close friends with one of the girls, Natalie, she was my age, or the age I looked at least. We were in the same class and where I had a talent for telling stories, she had one for drawing them out. We were working on a large book with loads of adventures and cool drawings.

"Lucy, don't turn around but I think Josh might be following us." We were walking to school and josh was one of the older kids in the house. "Off course he is dummie, he goes to the same school as we do." And I shoved her playfully. "Haha, well not just now. I noticed he follows us around at school and in the house as well. Always looking at one of us." She giggled, I knew she had a small thing for Josh, he was cute I'd give her that, but not my type. Felix was still in the back of my mind everyday, especially during the night. I missed him and the other but I was halfway there to going home again.
"Well fingers crossed it's you then." I told Nat.
"I still don't get why you don't want him. He is cute, smart and so nice. But you are more into the mysterious type aren't you?" Now it was my turn to be slightly shoved. I just smiled, Felix had been part of most of my stories at night, and she had noticed.
I looked up to the tower in the distance to notice the time. "C'mon we gotta hurry, otherwise we'll be late." And I dragged her along with a quickened pace.

Two years after that.

My appearence was starting to change, I wasn't the skinny little girl on the doorstep from six year ago anymore. I had grown in lengst, in muscle and my breasts had started to grow. I made sure I would be in top condition when I would go back in two years and had made a morning run part of my routine. Natalie had joined me and together we made many men and boys alike whistle when we ran by. Natalie loved the attention, I couldn't care less.
I was still telling bedtime stories, and they were still different every night. Every kid clung to my words for hope, the young and the older ones. At school they had started to call us the lost children, and we wore it with pride.
Nat and I had also figured out who Josh was following around, to her dissapointment it had been me. I told Josh I wasn't interested, but he was stubborn and persistend.

"Go out with me."
"No Josh, now give it back."
"Not until you agree to go out with me."
"I'm warning you, don't make me go there."
"Go out with me."
He had stolen the book and was holding it high above my head. He had grown in these two years as well, he was one year older then me and his broad shoulder came to my ear.
I was tired of his game so I poked him in his side, making him squirm. I took the opportunity and grabbed my book. But he was fast, he grabbed my shoulders. "I like them feisty." He whispered in my ear and let me go.

I returned to my dorm to see Natalie working on her homework. "I got it back. Honestly I don't get what you see in that boy." I said while throwing the book on my bunk and sitting down next to her. "Oh I am so over that guy." Natalie stated. "He is just another jerk but in a pretty package." This made me chuckle. "Good, there are way better guys for you out there." I told her. "Oh you mean someone like your mystery man Felix?" She taunted. "Will you let that go already. I never said I liked a guy named Felix." I went to lay down on my bed and stare at the bottom of Nat's. "Then why has he been in every Peter Pan story?" She asked. "Well so is Peter, and you never acuse me of liking him." She went to sit next to me and patted me on my stomach. "Because every time you talk about Felix, your face lits up like a lightbolb. You always decribe him as tall and strong, and most of all I am your best friend, I know these things."

I hated to admit it, but she was right. For six years Felix had been a important part of my dreams and memories, first as a brother but lately I didn't know it anymore. I was sixteen, and hormones seemed to race trough my veins whenever I thought of him. But it wasn't just Felix, Peter's face was becoming more prominent in my thought's as well. I was torn between the two I didn't even know why.

Two years after That.

Tonight was the night, I was gonna leave the orphanage to go home to my real family. It broke my heart to leave Natalie behind, but she was a strong girl. We had grown together and had become two nice looking girls if I may say so myself. She would always be the prettier one, but I didn't mind, it was more important to her anyway.
I had left her a note in the back of our book, saying that I was going home to Neverland. I had gathered my old things from the island, and some new things from this world. Mostly clothes, but I had saved up enough money to bring home a chocolate bar for every lost boy. One perticular item in my bag made my cheeks turn red at the thought.
Natalie had a boyfriend, and last week she decided that she needed some sexy lingerie to show him. She had already moved out of the house on her eightteenth birthday, and moved in with him. When we were in the store we saw this cute set that fitted me perfectly, and she made me buy it. Saying that it was mor my Felix, if I ever found him.

After eight years she had never let that one go, but neither had I. It had taken me eight years of growing up and being apart from him, but I had realized that I loved him. I couldn't wait to be in his arms again, but I was afraid that we would never see me as something other than his best friends little sister.

The clock tower showed midnight, so I called the shadow. I waited a while, but he showed up. "Has been a long time my friend." I said before giving him my hand again.