An hour passed by after Josh had left and all I've managed to do was shower and do backrolls and front flips in my bed.
I had brushed my hair and honestly I wasn't wearing much besides my undergarments and a tank top; but I still didn't put the dress on so I just got over it.
It wasn't that I didn't like the dress, the dress was fine, no problem. But the problem was me, in the dress.
I didn't brush my hair again because I knew that it'd become a mess and it'd get tangled. I put two parts of my hair on my sides and I was suddenly startled by a knock.
"Who is it?"
I heard a groan and laughed knowing it was Josh.
"Finally,'' He said in relief sarcastically.
I chuckled. "You ready?"
"No. I'm hungry."
That's where I lost it. I had to go back inside and sit down because I was 'hysterically' laughing according to Josh and I was apparently crying of laughter.
"You done yet, Dal?"
I nodded. ''I hate you." I was still laughing but not that much.
''I'm glad you're fond of my jokes. But really, lets go to dinner we'll be late and (1)I don't want to miss food and (2) Pan won't like it."
"Okay, lets go."
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"Okay Dal, you'll be sitting here next to Peter." Josh had said.
"Where will you sit?"
"Across from you will be Felix and right beside him, will be me.'' Josh said and whispered something in my ear. "Try not to make much eye contact with Felix since he doesn't really like newbies like you. You'll be fine."
"Okay thanks,"
"Don't mention it." He said before leaving.
I had just counted the number of chairs; 7. And Peter's seemed to be the head of the table since the table was a rectangle and there were 3 chairs on the long sides and Pan's was on the short side.
The table wasn't perfect and it seemed handmade made out of a walnut tree. The table wasn't that sharp and it had its curves. The chairs were soft and comfortable and also surprisingly smooth. Tere were no center-pieces whatsoever although the table was filled with foods. There was what seemed to be grilled pork, fish, crunchy bread slices, and soft spiced mashed potatoes.
"I'm starving!" Josh said dramatically before reaching for a big spoon that was used to serve the potatoes when suddenly, a dark haired brown eyed boy stopped him.
"We're not eating until Pan gets here." He said seriously.
Josh seemed to say something but remained silent like as if someone had told him to stop. That boy that made the remark was a seat away from me. The seat next to me, was empty and next to it, was the boy. There were at least 3 people missing including Peter. Suddenly, Peter came in behind the 2 boys. One which had brown curly hair and the other who had his hair in a bun.
The 2nd boy sat next to Josh and the 1st boy had sat next to me.
"I hope everyone's here," Peter said "I'm starving! I hope everyone's eating." He said then acknowledged that we weren't eating.
"So, what did you think of this place after the tour Josh gave you?"
"It was nice," I felt like adding something. "I like the cabins. What are they made of?"
"The walls are usually Bamboo," Peter said. "And some parts of the cabins are made from stone."
"That's great."
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Dinner had passed sooner than I thought. Everyone ate mostly quietly and spoke of things like repairing the bathrooms and things like plans.
"In less than an hour, we'll celebrate our newest member. For now, you're all dismissed."
Everyone had moved and gotten out, including Josh was making his way up.
"Peter, I want to talk," I said after I got up and pushed my chair forward.
He nodded thoughtfully. "Tell you what." He said before standing up. "I haven't answered your questions properly. Meet me sometime at the main camp after the celebration. I'd answer your questions. But for now, I must be on my way." He said before turning."Wait-where are you going?''
He grinned. "That, is only for me to know," He said before leaving.
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The Neverland Plan (Peter Pan Robbie Kay)
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