I'll Take You to Neverland

Chapter 15: Thinking About Her Thinking About Him

Just so you know, the point of view changes will happen very rarely, or just when needed. Sorry if it gets a bit confusing.

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CAMERON (TIGER) LILY'S POV:

Felix.

That's all I think about for the next few hours as we sit around the bonfire, him just across from me, sitting to the left of Pan. I remember his face next to mine the second my eyes opened. The way Pan respected him more than the other boys. The slight protectiveness over me when Pan questioned what had happened. And more lingering than the rest, his lips on mine.

It definitely wasn't the first time I'd been kissed- though I know it wasn't a kiss, just our lips touching- but it felt more real. I'd had little experience with boys before my trip to Neverland. I obviously couldn't say that everything was clear now, but no boy, nobody actually, has ever made me feel this way.

That is, except for Pan.

It's not the same feeling however. It made me proud, and even excited when he called me fierce. He looked at me with interest when he discovered my magic, and a look barely slipped through his hard shell when we spoke, almost every time. I had yet to identify it, but I was determined. The way he treated made me feel like I wasn't worthless for once. And Pan presented a challenge to me, one that made me want to win him over, one that made me want to go into the details of his life and see his backstory. But he scared me shitless nonetheless.

Felix on the other hand, gives me butterflies in my stomach just by thinking of his name.

I'd tried it out on my tongue a few times. Rolling it around and whispering it slowly while I sat alone in the small lean-to that was provided for me.

Earlier today I had done the same with Pan's name. Not just calling him Pan, but his full Peter Pan. I wasn't sure if he heard me, I knew he was magic, but I only muttered the words under my breath.

I say it now too, rolling it around in my mouth. Their names fit them. Although Pan is definitely not the person I expected to be Peter Pan, it suits him. He's a boy- eighteen or nineteen no doubt- but there's no telling how long he had been in Neverland.

I focus my attention back on the boys all whooping and yelling around the bonfire in the middle of the camp. They dance, some playing drums, others just banging sticks together while Pan plays the pan flute, just like the first night that I came here.

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PAN'S POV:

I can hear what she says over the fire, I can hear it over the boys fighting and playing and the sound of my flute. I don't even concentrate on what my fingers are doing, so used to playing melodies that it doesn't require my full attention.

I decided to let her out of my tent, where she had been staying the past two days, and join us tonight to celebrate. Though this is just another night for the boys- laughing and dancing to the music I make around the fire- I did it for her. I don't know why, but something in me felt a twinge of sadness when she mumbled underneath her breath that it was the worst birthday she'd had yet. I felt as if I had to prove to her what Neverland and us Lost Boys are about. So I gathered them together, no one getting suspicious at all, and played a new song- not entirely for her- for the boys, it's been a while since I've done so.

I only began to focus on her when I saw her lips moving through the fire, speaking to no one. I listened to what she was saying, automatically feeling confused, shocked, and not exactly sure what to think.

She kept repeating Felix's name, so quietly that I'm sure anyone next to her would have to lean in to make it out. But it rings in my ears easily, sprouting a strange feeling in my chest that I'm not familiar with. Felix had been hanging over her on that shore, he only did what he needed to in order to save her, and he did it for me.

This girl, Tiger Lily, was stupid. I could feel the confidence rolling off of her in waves as she walked off of that plank, she actually believed that she could fly. Of course I was curious, that's why I sent Slightly to give her that push in the first place. I hadn't known Felix would be there, I felt his aura but shook it off, thinking he would do nothing.

Then, I'm startled. A different name comes out of her mouth, this one new. She tries it out carefully and my stomach knots up, getting an uncomfortable feeling that has something to do with her saying it it.

Peter Pan.

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FELIX'S POV

I sit to the side of Peter, trying to keep my face straight as Luke trips over Wyatt, the younger boy glaring at him just like the way I've seen Peter do millions of times before.

I listen to the music Peter plays, noticing that it's a new song, or one that might have been played between the night that I left for my trip and now, but the boys don't seem to notice.

I pick up a branch and put one end in the fire, then pull it out a few minutes later, sharpen the burnt end and draw on a nearby rock with it.

I do anything to keep my eyes-and my mind- off of Tiger Lily. I can feel her staring at me, but I don't know if she knows that I know. All of the other Lost Boys already know who she is, all excited to finally to have their very own Lost Girl. A few have mentioned to me that like Peter, she has magic, and quite a bit too.

I wasn't sure what I did earlier today. I remember seeing her jump, confused by the small body and mass of black hair. I hadn't noticed all of the boys standing on the shore opposite to me, nor did I feel Peter's aura from where he stood on the cliff. I waited for a minute, hoping to see her head pop out of the water and realize that it was just a new boy- something we didn't get very often- but it didn't happen. I didn't see her anywhere. I remember darting my eyes across the water, waiting for the littlest ripple before giving up and diving in to grab her.

I had been more than surprised at first. When I grabbed her and dragged her onto the sand she was light, her head hanging back awkwardly and her chest not moving the way it should have been. I didn't really sense her magic at the time, though that's what I told Peter. I had no idea who she was, but I couldn't let her just die.

So I pushed down on her chest, hoping to force some of the water out but nothing happened. I may have been a little bit rough, but I was scared- something that has only to me once or twice- and I didn't know what else to do. I tilted her head back, plugged her nose, and blew air into her mouth, just the way that I'd seen Peter do to Wyatt when the little boy first showed up here on the island.

Of course, it didn't work at first, but I started to feel Peter near by, and knew that he wouldn't exactly be happy to see a dead girl laying in my arms.

So I pushed on her chest again, repeated the steps, until finally she sat up slightly, coughing up water and blood at the same time. She fell limp underneath me, her eyes shut, and I was afraid that I'd lost her again. But she opened her eyes seconds later, to me leaning over her, seeing if she was alive or not. I didn't get a good look at her though.

I heard Peter making his way through the forest and turned my head, watching as he came out only a moment later. I straightened up immediately, hoping that he would ignore the slight redness of my face, of course, he tried, but a smirk on his lips taunted me.

Now, I finally glance up. Her eyes are trained on me. I look away immediately, to Peter, who notices too as his smirk taunts me once more. But her face is burned in the back of my mind. She didn't glance away, somewhat embarrassed like I did. Nope, she gave me a smile, a real, genuine smile.

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Picture: Felix

Cast list:

Olivia Hussey as Cameron (Tiger) Lily

Robbie Kay as Peter Pan

Parker Croft as Felix