Never Grow Up Chapter 1

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As I storm the streets of England I look for a place to sleep.

I'm new to this place because I stowed away on a ship from America. I find and abandoned Victorian house. I slowly open the door making it creak. I go in the house. Dead silent. I run upstairs and find a nursery. Three beds. No one. I pick the bed with fabric drapes. I lay down. Its actually really comfortable. I stair out of the window and day dream.

Then I hear a knock. I cautiously open the window and see no one. I peer out of the window and then a boy jumps in my room.

"Hi Wendy!" he says. He looks at me and I am so confused.

"Umm... I'm not Wendy." I reply. He scratches the back of his neck.

"I'm Trystan." I say putting out my hand. He looks at it and then grabs it. He flies out of the window and I am screaming at the top of my lungs.

"I'm Peter Pan by the way." He screams back. I am terrified of heights so whoop de do. Then I faint.

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I wake up. I think I'm in a tree. I look down and see that I am laying in a hammock. I step off of the swinging bed. I pass through a curtain made of animal hide. I see boys in animal suits sleeping. CRAP. I sneak past them trying to find my way out.

"Your up early." I jump. I slowly turn around and see the freaking kid who kidnapped me.

"Where am I?" I ask. He stands up and walks towards me. He is a head taller than me.

"Neverland. Where dreams come true." He smiles widely. I turn around and cross my arms.

"What's wrong?" He says again. I sigh and turn around again. This time he is laying down in the air.

"How di-.... never mind," I pause. "The problem is that you napped me and took me to a mythical place." I say a little annoyed. For some reason I'm not scared. I feel like I can trust him.

"Mythical? Neverland is just as real as you are." I smirk and roll my eyes.

"Fine then, I'll make you believe." He grabs my hand and flies out. Peter throws me on his back and I hang on to his neck.

"Peter, I'm scared of heights!" I scream. He just laughs. Not surprised. I shut my eyes tight.

For what seems like forever we finally land. We are in a lagoon. I get off his back and I'm shaking like crazy. Peter just laughs at me.

"Your a dead man." I say my teeth chattering. Laughs again. I run up and tackle him. He is under me and pin his arms down.

"What are you doing?" He asks. I groan. Does he know anything? I get off him and stare at him. Peter gets up and stares right back. His eyes are like a trance. They are a beautiful green. A shade I have never seen before.

I get out of my trance when something starts yanking on my hair. I swat at it and turn around. I see a pixie.

"What the?" I say confused.

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