A/N: YOU DO NOT TO READ THIS BUT IT WON'T HURT. IF YOU WANT INFO ON HOW TO SUBMIT O.C'S THEN YOU SHOULD READ THIS. Okay...this is the original A/N for chapter...3? Yes I think so... But be aware this is Chapter 5. All A/N's shall be bold so that you know that they are A/N.
A/N : YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ THIS BUT IT IS IMPORTANT FOR YOU IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN O.C.'S! IF YOU ARE NOT SKIP TO THE *. Okay, so yea. My friend explained to me what o.c.'s are so if I have it right : O.C stands for ORIGNAL CHARACTER and you leave what you want you're character to be like in my reviews? Or you can P.M me? I would prefer reviews but you can P.M me if you want. Also if you really want me to use it take into consideration the setting. You can be either a Lost Boy (must be male -.-), Indian (can be either), Pirate (must be male), or a Mermaid (if you want to be seen be a female, if you want to just be mentioned be a male...my mermaids have a odd view of guys so they are not important political leaders.) I'll try to feature everyone who sends me one but it might not be until later in the story so don't get upset. And not to be mean, but no you cannot enter love interest for Mari, but you can make a love interest for someone else. And there are NO ABSOLUTELY NO other Lost Girls besides Mari because that is an important part of the plot line and some of the other character development. Thank you reading my daily rant. -.-' kinda tired now but here is the chap. OH WAIT! BEFORE I FORGET! How would you feel about a love story between Sigyn and Loki? I already have the first few chaps all though they are very short. I was wondering whether or not to upload it.
Okay...now...here is the chap...And Flora heads up you will be introduced in Chapter 6 and shall be a regular (she submitted her O.C like a good person -.- hint hint.)
Pan's P.O.V.
Her horror stricken face...The tears...If she had smiled maybe she would be cute...But what did I care? I shouldn't...I don't have the right to cause anyone anymore pain...but...she was so hurt...confused and fragile...I need to protect her... Even if it means pushing her away...never having her...
A knock at my door roused me from thoughts. Pushing myself off the bed and sitting on I say come in. I know the only person who will come to my room is Jason..although it wouldn't be too bad if she came back...No it would...I would just end up hurting her.
Jason entered my room looking around searchingly. Apparently he didn't find what he was looking for but his shoulders relaxed a little. When his eyes rested on my face he looked oddly cold. What was his problem? His lips were pursed into a tight line.
"It seems that we do not need to make a meeting with the Mermaids. They have sent a message saying that they have information regarding Hook...We may need to request a meeting with the Indians...But you know how hard that is... What would you like to do?" This was perfect...If we get real information from the Mermaids then I could advance in my search for The Orb. But we will need to make a meeting with the Indians, which is always difficult...it might take months before we actually get one set up. I feel the frown threatening to pull down at my lips but I force it away easily. On instinct. You should always keep your guard up.
And then there is the Mermaids...I'm pretty sure they are going to flirt for the whole meeting...And if we don't flirt back then we won't get nearly as much information back then if we had. The only thing that gets them is jealousy...And we have no girls...No...We have a girl...Fate seems to really be working with me this time... I turn towards Jason, who has been watching me as I contemplated.
"We leave tomorrow. And bring the girl." Shock registered all over his face as I added that last part. And then his eyes narrow into angry green slits and his nostrils flare. I've seen this many times when he becomes angry...but never directed at me.
"Just what exactly is your relationship to this girl?! She's just a cook! A girl!" So that's his problem...He likes her... All the more reason for me to stay away from her...no matter how much I...
"My relationship? None whatsoever. But I should think that you of all people know how difficult Mermaids can be," A slight blush highlighted on his cheeks. One time years ago I had left him alone with the Mermaids. I came back for him of course...but those few days that I had left him with him had thoroughly scarred. And there seemed to be a certain Mermaid who had an affinity for him. "If she was there they would be focused on her wouldn't they? They get jealous if we even mention another female in their presence, so how would we react if that Girl were simply with us? They will be more then willing to prove to us that they are better then her and give as much information as they possibly can. Is that a problem?"
A slight flush of embarrassment colored Jason's cheeks. "No, I suppose not."
"Good, then go tell her." I said as I layed back down on my bed. There was no reason for me to feel bitter at him because it was obvious that it was completely inappropriate for me to go to her. Obviously...Then why did I really want to go instead?
"Wait," He held up his hand, suddenly frantic. So he's nervous around her? Is that why he's freaking out? "What? Can't we just send-" I cut him off. If he was in a relationship with her...maybe I wouldn't want one with her. Better to get rid of any temptation now...
"Just go yourself. Now." The room was silent but he still hadn't left. Then the soft swish of the door closing signaled that he had gone..to her...What was that churning in the bottom of my stomach? I had no reason whatsoever to be jealous. But why was I fighting my feelings? As long as I didn't show them and didn't act on them why fight? I can own up to it... I want to Her...That little girl who seemed completely lost..and so fragile...why did that keep popping up in my head? Fragile...I was anything but that...I would hurt her...just like The Mother...she would end up hating me...or worse...
Mari's P.O.V.
I sat still on my makeshift bed (no I do not have an awesome soft bed like Pan...which will forever be calling me until I sleep in it.), sniffling away as if I would never cry again. Why did he have to go and do that?! Now I couldn't get his face out of my mind...or Jonathan's. Why did these kind of things happen to me? Me of all people! Did I do something wrong? I lifted up the hem of my dress, staring at my bruises. He had seen them...Now I can't pretend that they are not there... A slam of the kitchen door made me hurriedly pull down the hem. Before I could even wipe my face and stand up, Chessy was by my side.
His eyes widened when he saw me and I already knew what was coming. Except it didn't. I was expecting him to freak over my red rimmed eyes. I didn't expect him to basically pick me up off the floor (Now I'm heavy, so how does he lift me up like I'm nothing? I never noticed that he was that muscular...why am I thinking that now of all times...). I didn't expect him to cup my face, tilting it up towards his (second time today that someone has done that. Is eye contact all that serious to these people?) . And I didn't expect the to see the worry in his eyes either.
"Chestnut?" I said hesitantly. What is the world was wrong with him?
James P.O.V.
It taken me forever to get away from the other guys. And when I finally get to come and see her what do I see? Mari, my Mari, was sitting here in tears. What the heck did that jerk do to her?! Splotches of red swirl in my vision, signaling that my blood pressure was shooting through the roof with my anger. If he touched her... She looks somewhat shocked to have me this close to her but who cares?! Tears are still hanging on her lashes, waiting to fall when she blinks.
"Chestnut?" She murmurs quietly. She blinked and let the tears fall. She raised her hand to wipe but I won't even let her do that. She had only been here for a little while but I'm convinced that she is a goddess in her own right. She has never done anything wrong. And the fact that she is willing to argue with me is a bonus (Now everyone isn't all that eager to keep the peace here but we don't intentionally fight. And besides, we don't fight...It's more like teasing...). I love it when she looks at me through her lashes. When she becomes flustered or confused, and pulls her eyebrows together and pulling her lips into a half-smile, with little dimples appearing at the corners. And it absolutely drives me crazy when she drawls out "Chessy" long on slow.
So here is the girl, that I whole heartedly adore, in tears after a visit with the cold Pan. What did he do to her? I stroke her cheek as gently as I can, wiping away any old tears (she's not crying anymore.).
"Chestnut?" She repeats the nickname that has dubbed me, this time slightly louder. I look deeply into her eyes, searching for any hint at what he might've done to her.
"What did he do?" I seeth darkly. I swear, I don't care who he is, or who he thinks he is but he will pay for this!
"Who?" She mutters as she tries to disentangle herself from my arms, while pulling her face out of my grasp. Darn it, Mari, this isn't the time to play dumb!
"You know who! What did Pan do to you?!"
"Oh, him," She starts straightening out her long dress. "Nothing at all." Nothing? So then it was Jason! I know he is famous for his temper but he is also famous for his morals. I never even considered that he would hurt a girl.
"So it was Jason!" I turn heading for the door, ready to find him.
"What? No! No one did anything to me. What's wrong with you?" She exclaimed chuckling a little.
"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with you! I come in here and you're sitting their crying! Now someone had to be the one to make you cry so who was it! I'll get them for you!" It's so frustrating how she's being so difficult.
"Okay, let's get something straight here," Mari, places her hands on her hips, a sure sign I'm in for it for yelling at her...But she just doesn't understand what she means to me... "Get them? I don't need you to get anyone for me! If I have a problem I can take of it myself. I don't need you to be running around trying to fix things that don't need to be fixed!" I hate it when she gets upset with me. If I could do anything it would be to please her all the time. It seriously bums me out whenever she gets mad, but this isn't that you're-not-paying-attention-to-the-cooking-lesson mad. This is a whole other level of just plain pissed.
"And another thing," Now she's wagging a finger at me? That's a new one. "When I say 'No one did anything to me' I mean that. No one did anything to me! Okay?! I was just thinking about my-my..." She falters, a look of dread passing over her face. Her what? "My family..."She finishes weakly. Her family? A frown tugs hard at the corners of my mouth. Is she lying? Because she has never even mentioned her family and even she doesn't seem convinced that that's what she was talking about. And I make sure doubt is written all over my face as I raise my eyebrows at her.
"What? It's the truth! Now excuse me," She starts to walk over to a pot over the stove. Oh, no. She thinks I'm going to let her cook when she is obviously stressed out? I start crossing the room in long strides while Mari attempts to finish her sentence. "But I have to cook dinner fo- CHESTNUT?!"
Mari's P.O.V.
Okay, so I'm thinking that I's covered up everything pretty well, and can just preoccupy myself with cooking. But what do you think this ox of a boy does (okay, no he does not like an ox. He's just tall and very lean, but I really hadn't noticed how strong he was until today...goodness)? He picks me up! Right off the floor. And yes I do spaz out. Not because I'm afraid of heights but because I'm afraid of being dropped. So naturally I throw my arms around his neck yet demand that he put me down. But no, Chessy just starts walking (I'm now throwing into a full blown frenzy.), completely ignoring me, but pulling me closer into his chest until my head is right below his chin. It's times like this I realize that he is a boy... or a man...whatever...he is male.
"Would she please stop trying to choke me?" He acts easily, not out of breath at all (he should be...he is carrying me after all...). Oh so is he cocky now? And I'm choking him? Okay...Okay...I got you...I'll give you choking. I tighten my arms around his neck and push my head up into his throat.
"Ack! Mari-Mari! Okay, stop!" And he lets go of me! What the heck?! And I'm preparing for my death when he once again wraps his arms around me. "Hehe," A breathy chuckle escapes his lips as he eases me on in laying position on the floor. He thought this crap was funny?! I punched him, maybe not as hard as I could've, but hard enough to for him to feel it.
"Ouch! Hey, now, no need to be mean." No need? I think there is some definite need. I turn on back, my way of showing him to shut up and get out.
"Hey...Mari? Look," He voice has this adorable eagerness about it. Adorable...Hmm. That's a new way to describe him. But yea, I guess he is adorable, with his thick, glossy chestnut curls, and seemingly always rose colored face (he is really just a plain brown boy,I think if he didn't blush so much. Why he blushes? No idea but when he is not he has clear very very light brown. Like lighter then his hair. More like he has a light tan...Yea that works for a description. I guess.) and dimpled face. "Mari, I want you to go to sleep. You've had a long day." I turn half way around ready to protest but he continues quickly.
"I know how to cook something, so I'll take care of it. Go to sleep!" He said the last part kind of forcefully, but I'm pretty sure I can get away with cooking. But why bother? I am tired... Let him do his thing.
…...
I'm having that dream again...I'm in that field except that it's night time. A full moon is shining across that endless space, starts twinkling in an endless spotted field of soft dark blue sky. Whenever I do dream, I'm always here. And I'm always somewhat happy...I'm in another dress, this one of soft green material that floats around oddly. As if I'm under water.
I'm being bathed in the endless silver light of the moon when it starts morphing. Blues and purples and silvers shimmer all over me. The big moon has turned into the orb thing that sent me here. Is it going to send me back?! I shield my eyes and hit the grassy fields, curling into a ball. I don't want to go back...Big ugly brown spots appear on my dress...Right where I know my bruises would be if they could be seen.
"Imari, look at me." JONATHAN?! I lift of my head from my arms and gaze frantically around. Where?! Where was he?!
"Up here." My head snaps up automatically to where the moon should be (I'm pretty sure my dream self has some major whip lash going on now). But the moons not there, and neither is the Orb or Jonathan. Instead it's Pan's face. It's really...pretty...yea. Creamy ivory skin, and those steel gray eyes. But his eyes really pop out because they are framed by pitch black lashes. His hair next to his pale skin just make him stand out all the more. But here's what I really like. I can see emotion in them (proof that this is a dream. He would never show emotion, least of all to me.) And it is affection. Yes, Pan (with Jonathan's voice) is gazing down affectionately at me, from the sky mind you, while I'm in an old field that I used to relax in; and I have on this now ugly green dress that's still floating around me like I'm under water while I'm in a fetal position. Aren't my dreams lovely?
And then my pretty Pan that I really like staring at morphs one again. This time into an emerald eyed demon, with a fiery red face.
"GET UP!" It screams furiously at me. Now I really don't. All I want to do is to stare at my gorgeous Pan moon thing again.
"No...Please...go away.." I try waving the away the scary figure. But all of the sudden I feel something touch my face. And I mean really feel something. Something is on my face! On instinct my dream self swings out, punching air. Except I can actually feel something hitting my hand. Hard. My eyes flew open. And what do I see? Jason the human wall is flat on his butt in front of me with blood gushing from his nose.
"Oh, my, God!" I get up, leaning on my knees trying to touch his face. He keeps fanning my hands away with his eyes squeezed shut. With one hand on his still bleeding noise and his eyes closed how is blocking me so easily? "Goodness, let me see! I want to help."
"No," Jason mutters nasally. "I'm good." Really now! I'm the one that hit him. I think that I should at least make up for it. But he keeps blocking my hand! Frustrated I lunge for him (probably not the smartest thing to do on my part, but hey. I just woke up.), right when he peeks through his lashes. His eyes go wide and he shakes his head but it's too late.
"Oof!" I land on his stomach with an oomph!, since he had tried to scramble away backward. And of course a busted nose isn't the only injury I give him. He bangs his head on the floor and moans quietly, not even bothering to lift up his head again. Blood is dribbling down his neck now. Wow...that's a lot... "Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm just really disorientated right now," I try to push myself off of his chest which I had found out was rock hard like his back (HUMAN WALL! BANGED MY CHIN ON THAT WHEN I FELL! HURTS LIKE ! but I can't complain...after I made him bleed) but his free arm snakes tightly around my waist and he pulls me close to his chest. Whoa...this is a little...
"Hmm..." My face is pressed straight into his chest and I can feel that come from deep within his chest.
"Um...You're bleeding...shouldn't I help you with that?" For a second he stopped breathing (one can tell these things when you are laying on top of someone), then he releases me and sits up, forcing me into another worse awkward position. I. Am. Freaking. Saddling. Him. I. Am. Sitting. On. His. Lap.
And it's not all together uncomfortable. His eyes are narrow but do I sense amusement in them? He cocks his head. Yep. He is definitely enjoying himself. Why?
"Fine, then, Ms. Mari. Fix me up." Ms. Mari?! What the heck. Earlier today he was mad as all get out at me. I was an idiot and extremely slow and stupid and clumsy. Now I'm Ms. Mari (who happens to be sitting in his lap...does that put him in a happier mood?!).
"Okay, well, um...I need..." I really need to get of his lap! I can not think straight straddling him and him just sitting here like there is nothing wrong with the world. Like there is not a seemingly endless flow of blood coming from his nose (how hard did I hit him?! He is gonna die from blood loss!). "I need..." I need to think slowly. You are not getting anywhere having a stupid seizure in his lap. I. Need. "I. Need..." To get. "To get..." Water and clothes. "Water..."and cloths darn it! "And cloths!" I finish quickly.
He raises his eyebrows at me, not even attempting hard to hide his amusement from me. His shoulders are visibly shaking. I scowl at him and finally manage to get myself off his lap. FINALLY! FREEDOM OF MIND!
Jason's P.O,V.
Was not expecting this. All I wanted to do was tell Mari what Pan had planned for tomorrow. But, God...She looked so adorable with that little frown on her face while she slept. I had tried to quietly wake her up. Okay...Maybe stroking her face was unnecessary, but I didn't know she would punch me out. If she wasn't half asleep I know she could easily break someone's nose. Possibly their jaw. But I will gladly be punched out a thousand times from whoever just to have her in my arms again. Or better yet my lap. And the whole flustered thing that she had going there. Incredibly...wow...It was both hilarious and attractive. Extremely flustered because she didn't seem to know what to do or say but very hot. Those breathy "I needs". I really needed something too...which wasn't too appropriate. But now that she had successfully gotten off of my lap, a sharp throbbing was going through my nose in waves. The bleeding was slowing down considerably but I was starting to feel very light headed (that head bang to the floor wasn't exactly feeling to great either). Mari, had disappeared into one of the many little pantries in the kitchen. And when she finally returned she was carrying a rather large bucket with water and string. What that string was for I didn't want to know.
"Can you stand?" She asks staring down at me.
"No..."
"Okay then," She laid the bucket on the floor, and turned around towards her cot thing. She picked up a few of the dozens of pillows surrounding her little cot (where did she get those?) and placed them behind me.
"Wait, what are you doing?" I frowned but immediately winced. My whole face is going to be in extreme pain for the next few day.
"You can't move. And I refuse to carry you. Plus, it's late. So after I clean you up you are going to have to stay here. I'll try to make you as comfortable as possible." Whoa now. I can not stay in the same room as her. Especially if she was asleep.
"Stupid girl. Just go ask someone to..." I could see her whole body stiffen when I said that...Why couldn't things ever come out the way I wanted them to? I sighed quietly. "Whatever." Mari stood up from arranging the pillows and came back around to the other side of me. Dipping her hand into the bucket she brought a cloth and began wringing it out.
"Are you still bleeding?"
"No."
"Alrighty then, give me your hand." She held hers out waiting for my bloody one.
"No, I can-"
"Just give me your hand!" She clipped out sharply. I had never heard her voice that cold. Well, it was now obvious she had a temper and I pissed her off. How? A certain nagging feeling told me that I did not want her mad at me, but I just wiped my face clean of emotion as I removed my cramped hand from my nose and to into her. She began gently wiping it down even dipping it into the water until it was finally clean. She dropped the cloth back into the water and fished her hand around in the bucket, pulling a new different colored rag out of the bucket. She peaked up at me from her lashes. She really shouldn't do that when I'm already light headed.
"Um, okay, well now I have to wash your face." From the look on her face she didn't want to. Either she was afraid of me in general, or she really didn't want to end up in that earlier position that I had her in. I prefer to go with the latter.
"Maybe..." I started tentatively, testing the water just to make sure she wasn't still upset. " I can do that? Since my hand is cleaned?"
"Okay," She gives in easily and climbs into her cot of pillows. "Goodnight." Maybe I should leave now... But how many chances am I going to get to sleep in the same room as her? Not many...And after I was my face and neck, I go over how in the world I ended up sleeping on the floor in the kitchen with her when just a few hours ago I had vowed to stay away from her. To tell that she is coming with Pan and I tomorrow...! I didn't tell her! Why didn't she even ask me why I was there? Such an airhead this girl. I glance warily over my shoulder at her curvy form underneath a sheet. I had to be careful when I wake her up to tell her...Or I could just tell her in the morning and make it easy for the both of us...Yea...I'm basically about to pass out from blood loss anyway...
A/N: hehehehe...This chapter was a two in one. Literally! It's the size of two typical chapters...I did originally want it to be 8 pages but...I made Chestnut's scene WAY bigger and added Jason's scene...Teehee! I couldn't help myself! This is the first chapter with all the characters having a P.O.V. Isn't it amazing?! Things got a lil hot their with Jason didn't it? Everyone was acting like I forgot about Chestnut whose, if you caught it, real name is James. I don't know why I put a lot of J names in this story (Jonathan, Jason, James), and it surprises me because at won't point I made a list of names and only had to boy J names (Jeremy and Jeremiah...people that I actually knew...). Now they keep popping up in my head! Lol so this chapter was fun to write and oddly enough took me two days to write. Some of the other chapters took me a week (partly because I'm lazy..). Okay...I planned to introduce Mermaids in this chapter but as I said I got a little out of hand. I think I succeeded fairly well in portraying Chestnut's sweetness and Jason's humor and nice side. You all won't see Jason's nice side for awhile..Just thought I should let you know what he is really like when he isn't trying to mimic Pan or hide his feelings for Mari. No he is not as in love with Mari as Chestnut is but that's because you guys love Chestnut more. But if you like anyone besides Chestnut please let me know! It affects the story. You can still comment about Chestnut though. And Pan just doesn't even want to go there with Mari! But can he fight it? Just to let y'all know, he is the most bold out of everyone so if he sets his mind to it he will definitely go for her. But you must tell me what you want! If things go the way I plan (don't count on it -.- if you've read any of my other A'N's you know that that is sooooo unlikely.) then next chapter will focus on the meeting with the Mermaids and some major drama! Ooh, what is this crazy girl gonna do now?! XD haha! And then Flora's character will be introduced in Chapter 7 (hopefully . I'm sorry gurl! I already have that whole chapter plot in my head but I just need to lead up to it.). And finally...drum roll please... CHAPTER THEME SONG! SINCE THERE WAS BASICALLY TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE WE GET TWO SONGS. FIRST IS FOR MARI. FERGALICIOUS BY FERGIE. THAT IS FOR IMARI BECAUSE IN THIS CHAPTER ALL THE BOYS EXPRESSED ATTRACTION TO HER. THE SECOND IS FOR THE BOYS. CONSIDER THE SECOND SONG AS A WARNING FROM ME TO THE BOYS... Lollipop by MIKA! LISTEN AND YOU WILL UNDERSTAND! BUH BYE!
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