Chapter 2

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Ann's POV.
Neverland looked beautiful from above. The shadow gently placed me down on the sand, then he flew away.
I suddenly heard rustling coming from what looked like bushes. "C'mon out you filthy animal if your going to watch me!" I yell as I bent down to pick up a stick, never taking my eyes off the bush.
I saw a foot before anything. Then another foot. Soon enough the rest of the body submerged from the bush.
He had those beautiful emerald green and pale ocean blue cross for eye colour.
"Sorry love. But did you call me filthy animal?" He smirked and chuckled. His British accent was dreamy and smooth, but not smooth enough to pull me in.
"Come, I will lead the way back to camp."
"Camp?" I ask and he nods slightly no longer making eye contact with me.
I don't go with him though. I don't trust him. I don't even know his name.
"Oh did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter. Peter Pan." He says and grabs my hand and leads me into the jungle.
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The walk to camp was very long, at least for me. Peter walked so fast, it was like he was running. We came to a waterfall and he stops and stares at me. Then at my arms.
"What?" I ask as he takes my arms and shakes his head.
"No. We lost boys may not care if we get hurt, but we don't harm ourselves." He says and I yank my arms back, trying to cover up the scars where I had burnt myself.
"Get in the waterfall." He instructed me.
"Not with you here!" I say in disgust.
"Alright, I'll turn around. Just dip yourself in and this water will start to bubble and though the bubbling may sting it will heal you of all wounds." He says while turning around.
Well it would be nice to be rid of these awful reminders. Reminders that my family was broken.
I slowly took off my shirt, and pants. No matter what I was not taking off my undergarments!
I climbed in quickly and like Pan had said, it started to bubble. But these bubbles burned against my skin. This was no way to forget, but it was only more of a reminder.
I screamed in agony. I couldn't take this. As I tried to get out of the waterfall I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders holding me in.
"Let me go!" I scream over and over again, but eventually the burning stops, the water turns refreshing and creates a cool feel against my skin.
I am released and I look at Pan. He smiled and with that he ripped his shirt and shoes off and jumped in.
He swam around me for a couple of minutes before grabbing my arms again and this time he smiled.
"Good. Now I will get you some new clothes, you can either stay here or you can put your old clothes back on." He says and climbs out of the waterfall, his clothes magically back on him.
Was I hallucinating? I couldn't be. Only about 15 minutes later does he come back with a green shirt, and some brownish pants. A pair of boots are already on the ground.
He hands me the clothes and turns away.
I climb out of the water and find that a towel has also been left on the rock close to my left arm. I grab it, and dry off. I pick up the shirt and under it, is a pair of black lace panties, and black lace bra.
No matter what, I am keeping my own undergarments, I toss them behind me into the water, only to watch them dissolve.
I change into the perfectly fitting clothes and tap his shoulder. He takes my hand again, and we start to walk. Again.
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Revised and edited and rewritten on 3/16/16
New video also.

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