Peter Pan Imagines (OUAT)

Pan Hates Me!

Amazing ending! I promise!

**Y/n POV**

I am wandering around camp with nothing to do. Everyone has some sort of chore to do but not me. I think Peter Pan doesn't like me. The reason I think that is because he doesn't let me do anything. Like:

I can't stack wood!

I can't go hunting!

I can't go fishing!

I can't even cook a meal!

Peter Pan doesn't let me do anything helpful! I'm kinda sick of it.

"Hey, Y/n!" Felix says as I walk over to him.

"Hey, Felix." I mutter.

"Someone's not happy today." Felix says as he continues to knot the ropes together.

"What gave it away?" I ask sarcastically.

"What happened?" He asks as he stops what he is doing to look at me.

I sigh softly.

"Pan won't let me do anything."

"That's it?"

"What do you mean 'that's it'?" I ask.

"Well, you should be happy! You don't have to work in the hot sun! You can do anything you want!" Felix explains.

"Well, ever since I came to Neverland I've been able to do whatever I want! It's starting to get annoying!" I say.

"I guess, for your situation, it can be annoying." He says.

"It is. I think Pan hates me or something like that."

"Now that is a little overdramatic."

"It's not though!" I yell.

"Well, why don't you go explore the forest? Go memorize Neverland or something." Felix suggests.

"I'm not aloud to leave camp." I say as I fold my arms across my chest.

"Oh." Felix looks at me for a moment. "Pan must hate you then."

"Felix! That isn't helpful!" I yell at him.

"Sorry, sorry." He says as he playfully puts his hands up in surrender.

I sigh again.

"Well, I must leave you to mourn on your own because I have to finish this chore before dinner. See ya later, Y/n." Felix says as he walks off with his ropes.

"See ya later, Felix." I say after him.

I look around.

It couldn't hurt to leave camp for a little bit........ It's not like anyone will realize I'm gone.....

I think it over in my head for a good 2 seconds.

"Yeah, it's fine." I whisper.

I walk over to the edge of camp and look behind me to see if anyone is watching.

"Sorry, Pan, but your rules are being a little to much." I whisper under my breath as I hop over a log and fall about 3 feet.

I land in a spider-man position. I get up and run into the forest before someone finds me or I change my mind. I hop over rocks and dodge low-hanging tree branches. I slide under logs and run down hills. About 5 minutes of running later, I start to slow down. I've never felt so alive! I start to walk along the path admiring the scenery. I've only ever seen the camp and the top of the forest from one of the look-outs.