Violet Jones wasn't your normal teenage girl. She was far from it. Having a pirate has her father, growing up on a ship her whole life and living in a magical world kinda makes a girl far from normal.
She loves adventures and sailing the seas wit...
Violet's POV- Shortly after the whole 'playing target practice and me catching the arrow thing' Pan decided it would be a great time to through a small celebration.
Why?
Your guess is as good as mine.
I've never been a big party person and I don't think I will ever. The log I usually sit on during these long, dragged out "celebrations" is where I'm sitting now. The only downfall is if I look up I have a prefect view of the center of the dance circle which is where Pan sits.
After minutes passed of this agonizing thing, that I unpleasant feeling of someone watching me comes back. I slowly look up to meet eyes with who I assume would be Pan but instead it's Peter.
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I can tell it's Peter. Just deep down I can feel it. Weird right?
We hold eye contact for a few minutes, I decide to break it and stand up. Now our view is covered by the dancing lost boys. I quickly decide to make a run for somewhere quiet.
I have no clue where I am going but I know I'm not too far from camp, don't want to make Pan mad.
Pushing back some leaves of large bushes, I find myself in a open meadow which is really beautiful. There are fireflies dancing around, flashing their little light every so often.
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Some fireflies cane over and started landing on me. I started laughing as their little legs tickled my bare skin on my arms and face. My feet started to move. I slowly started dancing around and the tall grass brushed against my legs softly. The fireflies got off me and started filling the space around me. The sky was full of stars and there was a full moon. From where I was standing the moon look huge.
I continued dancing and twirling. My mind and body was calm and I felt so peaceful. Then that familiar feeling of being watched comes over me and I immediately stop dancing. Spoke too soon.
"Please don't let me stop you." A familiar british voice says. I turn around towards the voice quickly and there is Peter with a small smile on his face. I blush lately due to him watching me for god knows how long.
