Little Girl Lost

Chapter 3

The horn just sounded! THE HORN JUST SOUNDED!!! I'm so screwed. That's it I'm gonna die tonight. I'm gonna get decapitated. But only a little bit (if Peter decides to be generous.)

I stopped running when that dreaded horn sounded. Okay that sounds really stupid now that I'm saying it in my head. But if I kept running then they would hear the crunching leaves soo let's just say I'm a genius. Hmmm who am I talking to again. Doesn't matter because I'm gonna DIE! 

Peter probably knew I didn't give a rat's ass about his dumb tour. I kept thinking about how to escape and...things led to me standing in the middle of an unfamiliar forest. hip hip hooray. My fangirl self can't help suddenly thinking about 5sos. HOW DID WE END UP HERE!!!Oh oh oh oh. Humming time :). 

*RUSTLE*

I stop dead in my tracks and begin to turn around. The twitching bush is about 2 yards away and there is a tiny glint of silver. Humming might not have been the best idea. More like running time now. I fling a medium-sized rock in the bushes. A grunt ensues! Score! Ha ha you have no chance at the powerful being that is myself. Ignorant serf mwahaha. 

I never was very good at softball-in fact I was probably the worst kid in my grade. Literally no talent whatsoever. But fate seems to have blessed my throwing arm today. Dumb luck I suppose. 

The woods seem to be even more infinite than before and after passing that stupid bush thrice, it seems I am going in a circle. HOW STUPID CAN I BE!!! All I want is to be in my bed with my laptop watching Yuri on Ice! Is that just too much to ask? And on top of all that, this island probably has awful Wi-Fi. Ughhhhhhhh I have no survival skills. Oh wait. How could I forget? 

THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE SURVIVAL BOOK!

About two years ago, my weirdo older brother started to get obsessed with the Walking Dead. And with that in mind he bought the Zombie Apocalypse Survival book. He would spend hours and hours combing through that thing.....Gasping at grenades, finding out the perfect terrain for zombie-hunting. One day, I picked up the book and read through it. And left it in the bathroom. So I actually would always read it in the bathroom when I was procrastinating from doing homework. Now that I have all that information memorized it's time to put it to use! Now I know that Peter Pan isn't a zombie but I mean...

Looking into those green eyes...

How could you not become a shuffling, drooling, mess. I mean DUHHH. 

Close enough for me.

So I kneeled down onto the ground and with two fingers scrape up some mud and smear it in a direct line across my face. Then I sharpen some sticks and gather multiple rocks before climbing up into the foliage. Without further delay I whistle and yell into the open air,

"TRY CATCHING ME NOW GRASSHOLES!!!!!"

A/N: Lol. Short and super weird chapter. I haven't posted in an eternity so I'd you are still willing to read this, thanks! Merry Christmas kiddos!!! :)