Peter was looking at me too. Good. Now he was getting up and walking toward me. Bad.
"What's the sudden change of character, love?" He was smirking and his eyebrow was raised. Damn.
I imitated his facial expression and said, "I told you, I changed. Dont expect me to come crawling to you and begging for forgivness, dont expect me to pledge undieng love to you after what you did. Frankly...dont even expect me to join your little band of misfits. I will not be your Lost Girl. Thank you for saving us, but no thank you for treating us like klunk. I do have a change of character. I'm sure you'll even like the new me...the new me that you can't have." At that I blew a kiss and walked past him to the bonfire. I took a seat next to Teresa who's eyes would pop out of their sockets of she made them even a little wider. "What?" I asked with a slight raise of shoulders to give it character. She looked scared of me. "N-Nothing." She began to play with her food and I began to laugh. "Dont worry! I wont hurt you! But I promise I will hurt Pan for our boys that are god knows where right now."
Now was her turn to smile. I suspect she imagined what I could do to the demon that held the face of a boy. Her laugh was a little evil sounding. I took it as an act of forging an allience. This is allience that will show no mercy on the joker that thought we were weak. Surprise, surprise.
I gathered some potatoes and a chicken leg onto my plate. Boy, am I hungry! And thirsty for revenge...but that will have to wait. I am quite content with changing, infact, I like it a lot. I will change back to my old self after we get Newt and Thomas back though. I dont think Newt will really like this new me.
I sat back down near Teresa. "So...any plans on getting the boys back?" There. That was the fault in our code. Teresa and I were not very knowing of this island, the boys could be anywhere. We also have no plan let alone a way of getting revenge on Peter for being such a prick. (And many other profanities...)
"No...Not yet...I dont really have a plan...I guess we should wing it, I mean the sooner we set out the better, right? We could get supplies, weapons, sleeping bags and set out..." She shrugged and took a bite of her potatoe. So did I. I guess I was really hungry, because food never tasted so good before.
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After the bon fire I went straight to bed. I took off my make up, undid my hair, and changed into Newt's shirt. It was big on me and smelled like him. Perfect.
If only he was here right now. I miss him and I'm really scared as to wheather we will find the boys, and if we do fimd them will they be alive, let alone safe?My thoughts swirled in my head for a moment but were soon chased away by the soft, swirly, dreamy sounds of a Pan Flute.

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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...