I do not own Peter Pan; I just like stories about him!
Peter's POV
We were in a wide dark hallway; large glass windows lined the walls. Hanging from the ceiling was a sign reading 'Amazing, Almost realistic 20th Century Stuff!'
The girl beside me smiled and ran her hand down my arm. I looked at her confused, but she turned and pulled me down the hall. There were people and toys and almost everything behind the glass windows. The people looked so realistic that I wouldn't have surprised if they opened their eyes and smiled!
We continued on until we came to this one window that had me frozen to the spot in shock.
"Wendy?!"
Wendy's POV
The years had been gruesome! He had taken me from my home and I had been put here to never see the sunlight again. I didn't think there would ever be anything to make me happy. I am girl who chose adventure, so to be frozen like this for eternity was my own personal hell!
But the one person that I thought that I would never lay eyes on again was standing in front of me. He was older and incredibly handsome. His bronze colored hair flopped over his eyes (yeah I stole this feature from Edward Cullen!) making him look reckless yet sincere.
"Peter!" I cried! But of course my lips wouldn't move to let him hear me.
I was frozen.
Peter's POV
"Are you okay?" The girl placed one of her arms on my trembling arm.
"Yeah, sure." I murmured while drinking in the sight of Wendy. Her brown-red hair flowed down her shoulders. Her eyes were open slightly so that I could see that there was some sort of pain there. She wore a simple blue dress that hugged her chest, which I noticed was not as flat as it had once been.
I was going to get her out, tonight.
I turned back to the girl,
"Could you lead me out?"
"Sure." She said confusion in her voice.
Wendy's POV
Where was he going?
Peter's POV
Finally we were back in the lobby. The girl had just closed the door, and I was about to thank her, when she leaned in and kissed me. I don't know what happened but hands appeared on her waist and she moved herself closer. I could feel her hands in my hair and her body pressed against mine.
What was I doing? I pushed her away angry with myself. When I would see her face she smiled that strange smile again and said,
"Don't worry; I'll know you'll be here tomorrow."
I looked at her in revulsion and turned and strode out the door.
I'd be back for Wendy tonight.
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JW