Neverland

Chapter Five

I lift my head and stare straight at the mop of blonde hair next to Pan. I want to yell that this so-called camp is insane and that my crazy grandpa is going to kill these six year olds - and yet I can't say anything. It's like seeing Felix makes me shut up. He doesn't seem like he would break a little boy's hand, but these are the Lost Boys of Peter Pan. My dear old grandpappy. You never know what they will do.

Then, in one fluid motion, Felix cuts off a piece of his cloak and holds it out to me. "Wrap it in this." He whispers. His voice just does something to me. I can't refuse anything he says.

I take the small strip of cloth and wrap it around David's hand. "Thank you RiRi."

I nod and then say, "No David, thank Felix."

That night, when I try to sleep, I hear some shouting. I hear Pan's voice yelling, "Bring them forward!" I get up and race out of the tent.

In a circle of Lost Boys, there are four girls whom I immediately recognize. My best friends have come to Neverland.

Here you go! Also a shoutout (trust me, I won't do many) to Cogsworth01 and MikasatheVocaloid for their lovely comments. Thank you so much for your sweet words! Have a lovely day!

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