Thirteen Forever ~Peter Pan Love Story~ <DISCONTINUED>

Story Time (part 1)

“Tink was not all bad: or, rather, she was all bad just now, but, on the other hand, sometimes she was all good. Fairies have to be one thing or the other, because being so small they unfortunately have room for one feeling only at a time. They are, however, allowed to change, only it must be a complete change.” -J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

-First Person/Misty-

"Why of coarse not Peter...no way am I in love with you, in fact, I hate you! I hate you so much! Oh yes, and let's not forget, it's perfectly okay to kiss a girl all romantic-like and then basically tell her to pretend she didn't like it!!!! DON'T WORRY about hurting me either, Peter, it's not like I'm not already hurt!!" I yelled quietly to myself in response to a Peter that wasn't there. "Selfish little Prick!!" I had already found a good amount of sticks to use for a fire but kept searching only because I was still fighting the urge to punch Peter in the face from earlier. It's funny how he thinks it's okay to kiss me--like that's not going to make me fall for him even more! Idiot, and he thinks I'm foolish--pleassse. NEWS FLASH PAN, don't expect me to let you kiss me CAUSE I WON'T!!

Rolling my eyes, I spotted a block of wood close by and began to reach for it when I was stopped by a sudden noise nearby. I then turned around. The dark of the night had broke out about  half an a hour ago so all I could see was shadows and trees. There was the same noise. "I swear to god, if that's you Peter..." my voice died away when the noise grew closer. Feeling my heart begin to pound a little faster then normal, I swallowed my fears. Dropping the sticks, I then started to march in the direction of the noise.

Tearing threw some trees then a thick underbrush, my eyes found nothing but the view of the ocean. Beyond it's waters, a big and bright, pale moon lit up the surface. The water was dark but it's waves were highlighted in white. As usual, stars crowded the sky blinking forever. Allowing myself to meet the sand, my toes sunk deep below the grains. It was awfully cold but relaxing and I sat down. The chill from the ocean sent goosebumps up my arms and legs. Ignoring them, I inhaled a fresh breath of air and fell back to lay down.

My eyes found diamonds and I smiled at them but suddenly stopped remembering when I first kissed Peter. I remembered looking at the stars whenever I'd open my eyes. Though, Peter would still be endlessly kissing me. Feeling my heart break a little, I shook myself from the past after mentally feeling Peter's touch on my bare waist. So badly, I wanted so much to feel his touch again but because I did broke my heart even more. Peter refused to except my feelings for him and I hated it. It would just be so easier if he stopped doing that...or took me home. But neither of those things would happen.

Eventually releasing a sigh, I covered my face and roll onto my side. Curling into a tight ball, I let the waves of the ocean fill my head and ears. Wanting to just become a part of the ocean almost--only to forget about everything for a moment--I nearly forgot about my pain until the sounds of leaves rustling erupted close by. Gasping, I looked towards the woods. Still nothing.

Standing back up, I kind of wanted to cry only because something inside of me was hoping Peter was the thing that I kept hearing and that he was coming to find me to apologize or something. But no. The noises were probably the wind. Sitting back down, I looked back out towards the ocean.

-First Person/Peter-

Hiding back behind the trees, I watched as Misty sat back down. I held onto my side tight. It hurt like hell still. Truthfully, I had been following Misty this entire time. There was no way I was going to let her go all by herself to go look for fire wood, especially since it was dark. She could get captured by pirates. Sitting down onto the ground now, I let myself watch Misty still. From behind, it looked like she was holding her knees, probably cold--maybe I should get her a blanket--no, that'd be dumb. I can't have her know I've been following her. But it was hard to watch her sit there and shiver...though, I did.