Author's Note:
Hi guys, this is one of my first books so please take it easy if you think it's bad. I would appreciate your comments and that I will probably post a chapter or two twice/three times a week. I would just like to say that every picture (at the top) will be a picture of a character in this book. This person is Tiger.
Okay! let the book commence.
"HEY! GET BACK HERE!" the butcher shouted after me as I ran for my life with a stolen chicken. I was running home, and by home I meant the forest at the edge of greenwood meadow. I crossed the street, as I paused for a breath a hand grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the alleyway.
I struggled against the surprisingly strong hand.
'Be quiet." a voice like crispy leaves in autumn. For some stupid reason I listened, the butcher ran past 'us'. I punched the person in the stomach making him let me go.
"Sorry about Tiger, he's not very friendly." A voice like a spring breeze came from darkness, a boy about one year older than me stepped out of the shadows.
He had hair like with bits of twigs stuck in it, his skins was tanned and his eyes were like the brightest leaves in spring.
I turned around to look at the one called Tiger, his hair was like tree bark in autumn. His skin was tanned as well but just that little bit darker than the other one. His eyes were crimson like the ground in autmun.
"Who are you?" I asked, the boys looked at each other.
"Her voice is like the summer breeze" spring boy whispered (I secretly crowned him) to the one called Tiger. He introduced himself as Peter, and the other one as Tiger again. " we need you to come with us," Peter said.
"I'm not going anywhere with you" I spat at him, I backed up.
My back met a cold chest, I froze on the spot and slowly turned around. My face met anothers, his skin was like snow. His eyes was like the newborn ice, it bore into my soul uncovering my secrets. His hair was long and shaggy, it was like the brightest snow.
"Sorry Princess" he said, his voice was like the winters first breeze.
Before I knew what he meant he had blinded me and tied my hands together,
"Couldn't you have been more subtle Jack?" I heard Peter ask Frosty, so that was his name. I heard a loud bang then Jack shout,
"To Neverland!" Uh oh. Before I knew what was happening I was pushed, and all was silent.
