Hey guys! I'm working on doing longer chapters. Tell me if this length works with you! Thanx and here you go!

Wendy's POV

I have never seen such repulsive clothing in my life! Why so many people were out dressed like…prostitutes were beyond me! I knew I had to blend in but this was absurd!

I looked at the lady who was waiting for me patiently. I sucked in some air and followed her as she led me to a rack.

I was surprised by the clothes I saw there. They actually looked a bit decent!

"Deary," she began. "Just looking at you, I knew you wouldn't be comfortable in most of the clothing here and you seem to be very…AA…old fashioned. Don't take that negatively! It's rare to see a girl with your class!

Now these are dresses that are modest but are very modern. I do believe they would work perfectly with you!"

She held up one dress in particular up to me. It was navy blue and looked sassy yet the neck was neither to low or high (I didn't want to look like my grandmother!). As soon as my eyes looked over it, I immediately fell in love with it.

As I stood at the mirror I looked at myself in wonder. I was different; there was no doubt about that! I had grown up…I-I was a woman! The dress that the woman had had me try on, the sassy one, fit perfectly. It hugged me gently in all the right areas but it wasn't too tight. It was a wonderful work of both silk and satin.

But really and truly, my mind wasn't on the dress. It was on Peter…and what he would think of me and how I looked.

After fretting over myself, I finally decided to buy the dress. The currency certainly had gone up while I was…gone. But luckily I had more than enough money at the moment. After I paid for the dress I sat on a bench inside the store and waited for Peter. Moments passed as I waited and soon I began to wonder what was taking him so long!

After 10 more minutes had passed, I decided to look for him myself. Back when I was in England it would have been inappropriate for a woman to be anywhere near the men's change room. Yet it seemed here that everything went so I felt okay but still cautious when I approached the entrance to the men's change room.

"Peter?" I called out.

"What's taking you so long?" I snapped.

"I look ridiculous, that's why I won't come out!"

"Just let me see it!"

"No!"

"Please." I whispered.

No answer.

"Please, please."

I heard him sigh and the lock to his door open.

And then out came Peter Pan.

He was completely gorgeous. For a few seconds I just stood and stared at him.

He was wearing denim pants that were a little baggy but fit him well. And he wore a beige shirt that was tight and emphasized on his lean muscles.

"Well?" He sighed, his eyes closed (for what reason I couldn't understand.)

"Great!" I breathed.

His eyes opened surprised at my tone. And when his eyes opened and fixed on me he drank the sight of me in.

Did I forget to mention my dress was about knee length?

"Wow." He murmured. "You look great!"

And in one stride he grabbed my waist with one arm and kissed me long and soft.

I liked this kiss! I liked kissing Peter! But wasn't it terribly indecent to show affection like this in public?

Reluctantly I pulled away from Peter. I opened my eyes to see that he was grinning like a silly school boy. Pushing some of my hair behind my ear he said,

"You're so beautiful when you're flustered."

I took a step back, annoyed that he was teasing me.

"I'm sorry." He said grabbing my wrist.

I smiled back, finding it hard not to smile when he did.

"So do you think this outfit is worth it? Should you buy it?"

"Of course I'm buying it! You look fantastic in it…" I blushed realizing how forward I must sound. Peter looked at me and scowled. Why, I wasn't sure? Suddenly he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his change room.

"Ok Wendy." He began. "We are no longer in 'your' England! Quit acting so prim and proper! Just loosen up, like the girls here! Not crazy crazy, but don't be so stiff!"

He looked really angry.

"And also I want you to know that I care about you! And I'm tired of keeping a lot of it to myself! You're all about manners and everything that I'm afraid to show you the extent of my affection!"

"What is the extent of your affection?" I whispered. I looked into his green eyes that were sparkling dangerously. And then he leaned closer. We were already so close because of the small change room, yet he stepped even closer. I could feel the fabric of his pants brush my bare calf. He put his hand on my forearm and pulled me to him in a kiss that didn't let me doubt anything he had just declared. The way his lips moved against mine caused my legs to tremble so that I held onto his neck. This was so strange, but I didn't want to let go!

Where had Peter learned how to kiss like this?!

When he pulled away he said,

"When you were in Neverland last, you taught me to be a gentleman, so I won't go farther than that…" he ended suggestively. I blushed painfully and hid my face in his chest.

"How do you learn such things Peter?" I murmured.

"Wendy, I may not have grown up on the same planet as you, but I do still feel things. I do feel desires, and it doesn't take growing up here to understand them."

So how did you like that! Please review. Next chapter will most likely have some strange things happening, so don't freak if there are a lot of POV's! Thanx

JW