Isabella (or Bella as everyone usually calls her) has a pretty awful living situation. Proper main character shit. So, one day, after she's had enough of being treated like dirt in her own home, she attempts to run away, but comes across a strange s...
I was guided back to where I had first spotted the group of boys. The lost boys. Pan and the blonde boy at my side, in case I got any ideas of escape. I walked with my head down, staring only at my sneekers, crushing leaves and twigs underneath them. I felt the blood still leaking from my hand, and saw it lead a trail behind us. I tried to ignore the pain and carry on, we were nearly there now. When we arrived, I saw the fire was still blazing, and the boys were returning to where they had been sitting or standing. I was pulled along to the side and sat down.
"So if you're Peter Pan, who the hell is he?" I said pointing to the tall blonde boy. He smiled at me devilishly.
"Felix. Pan's right hand man if you will." He said glancing to Peter.
"You won't." Peter ordered at the both of us. I sat quietly for a bit, listening to the stupid discussion they were whispering.
"She's just a girl."
"I know, she'll be far too weak to take care of herself."
"Enough Felix, you know we can't get rid of her without the others finding out. What if Hook gets hold of her?"
"Then he takes her! He won't get anything out of it will he?"
"He'll get inside knowledge you idiot, the girl is bound to spill when put under a little pressure."
"Um hello I can hear you!" I said obviously. They broke their conversation and turned back towards me. "however tight you how to whisper did a terrible job" I stood up to face them, I was so sick of this, I was wet, cold and tired. I needed somewhere to put my backpack down, and food! "If you're going to kill me then get on with it. If you're not then at least get me some clothes. That stupid shadow dropped me in the sea!" They looked towards each other, Pan nodded and Felix left. Pan walked past me with a flick of his hand signalling me to follow him.
We entered a small tent, in a pyramid shape. In the centre was a basket, overflowing with clothes. Pan's arm plunged into the basket and rustled around at the bottom. When he finally found something he pulled his arm out and went to hand it to me.
A green dress, baggy but short, and a belt that was a light brown and braided material. Along with these, he held a pair of huge grey socks, and brown laced up boots. We're these seriously the only clothes he could bother to find me?
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