Hi people. Just so you know, Peter Pan is NOT Rumple's dad in this story. I found that gross and creepy. Anyway, I need fifteen comments before I update again. Enjoy!

Chapter 5: Pan

Mia is different.

When I lived in the regular world, I met many girls. They all wanted the same thing: To get married, be rich, and basically do nothing.

But Mia, she is different. All she wants is to be free.

I saw the expression on her face when I first told her that I lived here alone and that I was free of every responsibility. I could tell she would do anything to trade places with me.

She would do anything for freedom. She abandoned her only family for it.

But I am glad she is here. I was getting lonely.

On the second day she was here, I showed her skull rock.

We sat down in one of the eyes.

"How did you come here?" She asked me.

"Well, when I didn't live in Neverland, I lived in someplace called the Enchanted Forest," I started.

"My parents beat me, so, when I turned 18, I finally had the guts to run away. I found something called a Magic Bean, and it transported me to Neverland."

"So," I said, trying to change the subject. There was another part of the story that I didn't want tell her. "What are the people in your world like?"

"Well, they boys get to do whatever they like. They can fight in wars, be irresponsible, and be free. The girls," Mia said. "We have little or no freedom. Most of them like that. Those girls are idiots. They just want to wear fancy clothes, expensive jewelry, and be rich."

"Just like the girls in my town, you know, before I came here."

She laughed. She was quite beautiful when she smiled.

"Why did the prince want you?"

Her face fell. Clearly, she didn't like telling this story.

"Two years ago, when I was fourteen, the prince and king were going through the villages. The prince spotted me, and immediately wanted me to be his queen."

"Every girl in the town was jealous," Mia continued. "They called me spoiled. I never wanted this. I never wanted to be the 'pretty one.' I wanted something else."

"Well, now you have it," I smirked.

"Yes, now I have it." Her smile returned, and she gazed off into the distance. A feeling that I have never felt before filled me.

One month later, I decided to give her something.

"A mirror," She smirked.

"Look, I know how much you don't like looking at yourself. But this mirror isn't for looking at yourself with. It is magic. You can watch over people with it."

"Thank you," She whispered. She gazed into the mirror longingly,

"Thinking about your family?"

"I am just wondering how much they miss me."

"Well, lets see the prince."

She raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? He is the last person that I want to see."

"I want to see one of the reasons why you wanted freedom."

She nodded. "Show me the prince!"

An image of a spoiled little brat appeared.

"I want her!" He wined. His father sighed.

"I know, son. However, the father is dead and her uncle is a pirate. We can't have you marry into a tainted line."

"Besides," The king continued. "They say Mia died on the island."

The prince nodded. "I will kill the person who killed her."

The image faded.

"That is him," Mia nodded.

"If I knew that was what you were going to marry, I might of taken you out of there myself," I said.

She smiled at that.