Peter Pan 3:the lost girl
Chapter 15
(Peter's POV)
I'd was in shock. I'd never seen the boys get in bed AND fall asleep so fast! And Kat's song hadn't even been that long. I mean, Wendy had sung to them once when she was here, but they didn't go to sleep then, instead they wanted to go back to the "real" world. But Kat got them into their beds and asleep in under 5 minutes! It was crazy!
But then, she and Tink just… left. Well, Tink sort of stormed out… then Kat followed. I wonder why Tink seems to hate Kat so much? I'm mean it not like… not Kat. No. I couldn't. I'm a boy. I-I don't, I can't… but, maybe I want to.
I was yanked from my thought when Tink came back in… her glow so red, it would give fire a run for its money. I was surprised. What had gotten into her?
"Um, Tink? Are you okay?" I asked cautiously. A pissed off fairy was not a fun thing to deal with.
"Fine." She spat.
"Do you know where Kat is?" I asked, slightly worried. What had happened, where had they gone?
"Don't know, REALLY don't care" She called.
"Tink…"
"FINE! She's on the beach. She's probably waiting for you, so go on! Little Miss Perfect is probably getting cold! Don't keep her waiting!" Tink sneered before swinging the leaf over her hole, officially "slamming the door in my face". Kat was on the beach. My first thought was of her in danger. But I remembered Kat could fly. Hopefully, she'd be able to get away. I was still worried, so I flew out of the hideout in search of my Wild Cat.
(Kat's POV)
I cried for a while. I'm not sure how long. The moon was almost in the middle of the sky the next time I looked up. So many things ran through my head, my great grandma, my mom, Tinkerbell, Peter… Peter. I lingered on that thought… his face… his eyes… unlike any other boy's I'd seen before. I laughed out loud. Was a serious? I could NOT be in love with Peter Pan…it wasn't possible. No, I wasn't. I'd just had a long day was all… and Tinkerbell's hissy fit hadn't helped. I had almost completely calmed down when I heard someone calling my name. Peter. I looked around for him and found him soaring over the tree tops. I waved at him and came down next to me.
"Hey Kat! Whatcha doin? You okay?" he asked. I smiled. I sighed and said,
"Yeah, I'm fine, just… thinking."
"About what?" I laughed. Oh Peter, your brain would explode. So I went for the simple answer.
"Oh, just… stuff." Peter smirked.
"Stuff, huh?" he laughed.
"Yeah, it's been an… interesting day." I sighed. He chuckled.
"Tink get to ya?"
"Yeah."
"Ah, don't worry about her. She's always like that. Tink's just jealous." I laughed a little. Yeah from the story my grandma and great grandma told me, that sounded like Tink.
"Peter, do you think that Tinkerbell… well, likes you likes you?"
"What, Tink? Nah! There's no way! We're just friends, that's all…" I nodded. I didn't really want to talk any more. I was too tired. In fact, I was about ready to fall asleep right here on that beach. I yawned as my eyelids drooped. I was a little embarrassed.
"You tired Kat?"
"Yeah, it's almost midnight. I better go to- *yawn* sleep…" I mumbled. He chuckled I picked me up. I was too tired to care. I laid my head on his chest, sighing at the feel of his toned chest again me.
"You feel nice." I said. A low chuckle rumbled through his chest. He was so warm. As me began to fly, the wind toyed with my hair. I felt Peter lean over and whisper in my ear,
"So do you Kat." I smiled. I drifted off to sleep, feeling perfectly happy and safe in his arms. I could stay here forever.