Peter Pan

Chapter 10- A boat trip

I blink a few times. Did I hear correctly, he called me little princess. That can not be right, right?

"Is there something wrong princess? Did I say something you don't  like?" Jay said to me, laughing.

"What? No ... I.. Just .... I just. Why do you called me little princess?" When the words left my mouth, I hear how bad they were, and feel how my cheeks heats. I look down at the ground before someone can see.

"I said it because you're as pretty as a princess"

I meet Jay's gaze for a few seconds. They have something fishy in his eyes and I get it right that he was just teasing Peter. For he smiles at me and laughs at Peters countenance expression. Peter clears his throat and continues.

"Yes, as I said, we came by to say hello and see how it goes with your boats" says Peter take nearly as amused.

"Take it easy, I'm just teasing a little. It understands miss here"

"I am actually called Eleonora and not miss" I say to remove the silence that was being spread.

"You might want to take a boat ride in one of the canoes, because I guess that was why Peter came here. Or what Peter? He usually never come here otherwise, he likes having to sit in the shadows at the forest brow and just lazy itself. While the rest of us sweating through our work here in the sun, " says Jay and get Peter to tighten the jaw.

"I don't  know if.."

"Yes, that's why we came here. Is there a boat off" asks Peter Jay before I had time to finish the sentence.

Jay pointing to one of the boats farther down the beach and then say goodbye, as he continues to prepare the boat at his feet.

 I follow Peter off the boat, I then stop just as close to the water that I almost touch it with your toes. But so much I want to jump in the boat, it's something within me that tells me not to. I understand of course why it tells me not to, because my memories of the water is not so good. Though which of my memories are good actually.

"Will you sunshine the boat don't come into the water by itself" says Peter standing with rolled up pants in the water next to a half in jostled boat.

I smile, take my shoes off and helps Peter to push the canoe into the water. Peter tells me to sit at the front of the canoe, so I do. He even said to me that I don't  have to paddle if I do not want to, but it hurt you not to try.

"And why the nickname sunshine" I ask when we come out a bit on the water.

"For your convenience, and it's a bit ironic that you probably can't  be so positive all the time"

"Can't  I be positive? ' I say a little sarcastically, laughing.

"Well, your brother was like that all the time, so you probably should have gotten some negativity in you. For you can't  be so much like Fox" says Peter with a kind of calm in his voice.

"Did you know what his real name was before I said it to you?" I ask and camp padlen over my thighs.

"That I did not actually. We kept some things form each other, just the little things that we thought were important. And his name was apparently not important. But I cannot  blame him, we knew just that he had a sister. But this is proof that he had it. But I did not tell him everything either as it is well quiet "

"I remember one thing Elias or Fox then once said to me when he greeted in the middle of the night. I dreamed a nightmare and he comforted me. He told me this: What happens is the one thing nobody can take away from us, one thing we will carry with us and it is our name. But apparently he was wrong. His name was taken from him anyway ", I say, and check on the water in front of me.

"You're wrong," said Peter.

I turn around and see his light brown eyes. I look into them while he continues.

"You knew what his name was and continued to call him Elias. When was it never left him, because you always kept it close to him when he came"

When he falls silent, he gives me a small smile. But suddenly there is something running into us and get the whole boat shake. It shakes with such force that we both end up in the water with the boat upside down, moving over us.

The water closes around me and pulls me to slow down in its depths. But the panic occurs, and it just makes it more difficult to fight against the current.

I have always thought that the water has been exciting and mysterious. But it is most of all was scary, it did not help that a big guy pushed me into the water once a few years ago. He held down my head for so long that I fainted and took in so much water in my lungs that could have been fatal if he had not discovered that I had fainted. After that I never dared me so close to the water as I am now.

A hand grabs my arm and pulls me up slowly. I try to help kick with my feet. But since I did not want to approach the water for years, so I cannot  swim, it is a clumsy attempt to help.

When my head came above water cough and I try to get as much air as possible. The air has never been so comfortable to breathe now. After a while, when I can breathe a little calmer, I see that we are in the space between the water and the upturned canoe. I try to keep me firmly around the neck of the one who saved me.

I let a bit of time around the neck and check the rescuer. The brown forelock has become all wet, the light brown eyes gleaming and his hands holding me dwell so steadily.

But the next Peter does is unexpected. He tilted his head down against me .. I close my eyes as our lips met ...