Broken Masterpiece • (Peter Pan / OUAT) •

Chapter 3 - Captain Hook

*In need of editing*

"I say we challenge her to a sword battle!"

"Really, Conor? We want her to feel welcomed! Not threatened!

"God, sorry!"

In confusion, I open my eyes. The world is slightly blurry, my eyes still adjusting to the light. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I make an attempt to stand up before falling back onto the bed mumbling, "Nope. Too lazy". I groan hearing more yelling.

"Let's make her breakfast!"

"Why the hell would we do that! Don't want her feeling too welcomed, do we!"

If I had the choice I would stay in bed but whoever is down there is really annoying me.

I sigh and literally throw myself out of the bed, landing in probably the weirdest position ever. My cheek is pressed up against the wall, one leg in the air with my heel touching my hip in some weird way. It's not broken, I just have really weird knees.

I sigh again, feeling extremely cold now that I'm out of the duvets. And also because all I'm wearing is black lacy underwear, but that's besides the point. I'm still cold. Never mind the reason. I don't like it.

I get up from my weird position on the ground and crack my neck like I do every morning. I do the typical movie thing and cross my arms, rubbing them together. It doesn't help. But it makes a statement. I'm cold. Like really cold.

When I proceed to hear more yelling downstairs about pancakes I decide I might as well sit at the top of the stairs and hope no one notices me. That way, if there is anyone I don't know very well, I'll just be able to just go throw some clothes on and go greet them downstairs.

So that's what I do. I creep down the hallway, sit at the top of the staircase and look down at the four boys in my living room. I notice Pan and Felix but the other two boys don't look familiar.

I sigh and am about to go back to my room to get clothes on when I get dizzy. The pain in my temples is excruciating and to try and make it go away, I squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them, I realise I've been teleported in front of Pan.

I whimper and look at him, wide eyed. He returns the expression and I attempt to take a few steps back, nearly falling on my behind.

"What are you doing?" he asks me.

"Walking around my own damn treehouse. What the hell are you doing!" I yell, attempting to hide my body in whatever I can find.

"We where... Umm...." he trails off, looking my body up and down. When his eyes reach my feet I put my fingers under his chin, forcing him to look at me. With one quick movement, I slap him. Hard.

He looks at me, and I melt for a second. Before remembering that I'm currently half naked in front of guys I don't even know.

I look around the room to see all the guys looking me up and down with googly eyes. Especially Felix. He still has that deadly smirk on his face, however now it's underrated because of his wide eyes. He continues to look me up and down even though he knows perfectly well I can see him looking.

"Well! Leave!" I yell. They all jump and practically sprint out of the house.

Without realising Pan was still in the room I turn around, just to feel a pair of eyes staring at my behind.

"You can look, but you can't touch" I tease. I look back and wink mockingly before laughing.

"The door is the other way Pan" I giggle.

"What where you thinking?!" he yells, making me jump. Find your chill man.

I look at him with a raised eyebrow.