I met a boy at training today. He offered to help me with my 'rusty' sword technique. I believe his name was...Felix? He had this horrible scar across his left cheek. Other than that, he was quite handsome! I missed Newt badly and was extremely enlightned when Felix told me it was time for dinner. (Because that is usually when the Lost Boys come back from hunting!)
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At Dinner
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I sat next to Newt chatting away about what adventures the day held. Except I left out Peter. The thing that I did to him and he to me. I exchanged glances with Felix ever so often. I feel like I actually have a friend here!Most of the night I knew Peter was staring at me. I felt his burning gaze smoldering me as I danced to a Pan Flute with Newt. When we locked eyes, I tried to turn away As Soon As Possible. It was quite creepy...I mean, was he planing to kill me with that stare? Was it that he was simply attempting to show his anger?
When the night neared end, Peter enchanted his pipes to play by themselves. Then he made his way toward where I sat.
"Hello love." He addressed me. "Would you care to dance?" Newt was clearly drunk because he whooped and began to push me toward the out streached hand of Peter. I think that devil enchanted my lovely boyfriends drink! Newt gave me a final shove and I feel into Peter's arms. I looked at Newt one last time and noticed his once honey colored eyes were now as green as emeralds. And Peter Pan.
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Amoung The Shadows
FanfictionWhat if Wicked failed to reach the Gladers. What if they were saved by a legend. A legend whose true colors are yet to be discovered...