Time: 5:30 P.M. Location: The hideout.
I ran back to the hideout and took a quick bath. Then I got changed into one of the dresses Tink brought me. It was a white and gold sparkly dress. It was a strapless and tight on the top then flowed out down to my feet. I put on a pair of strappy gold high heels then did my hair and makeup. There was no way I was staying around tonight. I was going to go to James' party.
I walked out as I heard voices. I hid behind a tree and saw the group coming back to the hideout. Peter was leading the pack and rushed to get inside. I could hear him call out my name. The rest of the group looked pretty exhausted and upset.
I ran through the woods, away from them. Hook's ship wasn't too far away so my feet didn't start hurting until I got up by the ship. I held my head up high as I walked onboard the ship I was surprised by what I saw.
Everyone was dressed up beautifully. The men all wore suits and the women wore dresses. The deck was lit up everywhere and people were dancing along to the band playing.
"I didn't think you would come." James said. "And where is Peter?" He asked, holding out his arm to me.
"He had other plans." I said accepting his arm. He led me down to the dance floor then bowed. I curtsied to him and accepted his good hand. We danced like we did at the tavern.
"So is Peter the reason you're avoiding me then?" He asked after we had talked for a while.
"I like to keep myself busy. So I've been around." I responded. He chuckled. "I mean, not like that. I mean that I've been walking around the island and hanging out. Not that I've been around with guys-"
"It's alright. I get it." He chuckled. "You really are something." He said as he dipped me. "So will you have to head back to be with your boyfriend later or do you need a place to stay?"
"I don't have a boyfriend." I started. "And actually that would be nice."
"I'll be wrapping this up soon." He said motioning to the dance which had begun a few hours earlier. It was getting very late.
The party ended soon after James and I stopped dancing. The crew was on cleanup so I followed James back to his room. He sat at his desk so I took a seat on the edge of his bed.
"So I'm guessing things aren't perfect in Paradise." He said looking over at me.
"Why are you so interested in Peter and me? Are you after him?" I asked.
"It's more of the 'you' part that I'm interested in. You're different than most of the girls that I've met." He said unscrewing his hook. "Could you bring me that box on the bedside table?"
"Why me?" I asked as I grabbed the box and took it to him.
"Well, the first thing I noticed is your beauty. You do have to realize that you are the most beautiful woman in Neverland and even from what I've seen on earth. Then, there's a certain air of independence about you." He said as he screwed in a wooden hand to where his hook was then placed his hook in the box and closed it. "I like you Camille. And I don't like many people."
"How old are you?" I asked changing the subject off of me.
"In earth years? Twenty-one." He smiled then moved the box back to the bedside table. He then sat on the end of the bed where I joined him.
"What do you think of me Camille?" He asked.
"I think you're kind generous, handsome and I'd like to get to know you better." I admitted.
"Ask me anything." He said.
"How did you grow up if you've been on Neverland?" I asked.
"Soon after my father cut off my hand, I disguised myself as an orphan and asked a fairy to give me some pixie dust so I could go to earth. Then when I turned twenty-one on earth, Scmee came to tell me of my father's passing. I came back to Neverland and since then I've been here captaining the ship." He told me.
I had at least fifty more questions just about his dad, Neverland, his intentions and about him. He answered everyone. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep while he stroked my hair.
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Time: Early morning. Location: James' room.
"Good morning." James said sleepily after I sat up in bed. I surveyed my surroundings. I concluded that I slept in here last night and James had been holding me. Oh no. I told Peter I'd be back.
"I told Peter I'd be back last night." I said.
"That must be the ruckus that's outside." He chuckled. For the first time I noticed the clanking of swords and a lot of people yelling from outside.
"I think we should make an appearance." He mumbled.
We walked out of the room together and I saw a chaotic sight. Peter was flying around and fighting pirates.
"Peter!" I yelled. He stopped in mid air and looked from at me and relief flooded his face. He flew over to me and picked me up and spun me.
"You're safe. Thank God." He said.
"Of course I'm safe. You didn't need to stalk me." I said pushing him away. Peter stepped back and looked at James.
"The others were worried about you. They'll be happy to know you're safe." He said. "And you." He said looking at James. "Did you take her?"
"I can assure you she came willingly." He smiled, giving Peter a challenging look.
"I should probably get back." I said to James. "Thank you for everything. I'll see you again soon."
"You're welcome." He smiled. "Oh and I have started my men on the cleanup around Neverland like you said before."
"Thank you. This place is like home to me." I smiled at him then kissed him on the cheek.
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Peter and I didn't talk for the remainder of the walk home. When I got back I received a lot of hugs and questions as to where I was. I didn't say much and neither did Peter. I didn't even tell them where I went. Just that I wasn't feeling well and I needed to lie down. Tink had been back and tried to talk to me about everything but I didn't want to talk.
After I took a nap I stayed in my room. I didn't feel like eating or moving. Surprisingly enough Binky was the first one who came to see me.
"What's going on Camo?" He asked.
"Nothing." I lied.
"You and I both know that's not true." He said softly. "Did Peter do something to you?"
"Binky, I just don't want to talk about anything." I sighed. "Thanks for trying though."
