Peter Pan: Take Me To Neverland

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Helen, the leading lady, was about to surprise James, the leading man, of her return. When Helen quietly opened the door to James' flat, she saw James and another woman playing tonsil tennis on the sitting room couch.

Helen's eyes widen a bit, making it look like she was expecting this to happen but she didn't think that it would actually happen right in front of her. Tears are slowly former in her eyes as the scene in front dawned on her.

"James... How could you?" Helen asked in disbelief. James and the woman below him stopped making out and looked at Helen with wide eyes. After seeing Helen standing by the door, James pushed himself off of his mistress and held both of his arms in the air.

"Helen, I— I can explain!" James stuttered. His mistress sat up from the couch and looked at him in disbelief.

"There's nothing that will make me trust in you again after seeing what you were doing with your mistress over there." Helen clenched her fists and let out a shaky sigh. "You and I are over." Helen finished.

As Helen was about to turn around and close the door behind her, James quickly went to her and grabbed her hand. "Helen, please. I'm truly sorry for breaking your trust like that." He pleaded.

Helen turned to face James with tears rolling down her cheeks, paired with pinkish cheeks and nose. "Thank you for the wonderful homecoming present, James. I really appreciate it." Helen pulls her hand back from his and walked out of his flat.

I snort at the scene when Helen sarcastically thanked James for cheating on her. Like, what even is the point of cheating on your partner? He could've just broken up with her and pursue whoever he likes right after their break up. Like, okay, he's fallen out of love, but why cheat? Being in a long-distance relationship isn't a reasonable excuse. Having arguments isn't a reasonable excuse. Giving into temptations will never be a reasonable excuse for cheating. There will never be a reasonable excuse for cheating. If you've fallen out of love, then let go. Don't wait because it'll be worse for your significant other if you do.

I took a sip of my McDonald's soda, but the contents suddenly went up my nose because someone furiously knocked on my bedroom door­— more like someone pounding a hammer unto a wall— and peeped her head in, giving me a grin, and closed the door in front of her again. It somewhat seems like she's taunting me or something.

"Bloody hell, Luna! I was drinking my soda, and now my nose bloody hurts!" I tilted my head downwards and pinched my nose. I squint my eyes and furrow my brows before lifted my head back up.

After that painful incident, I searched for the remote all around my bed, but it was nowhere to be seen. The episode continued playing in the background which made me frantically look for it. The pounding on the door still continued which helped my stress and annoyance grow more and more.

When I found it under the foot of my bed, I paused the episode, got up from my bed and walked towards my bedroom door while pinching my nose again lightly.

When I opened the door, I saw Luna texting on her phone on one hand and holding a medium sized bag of Takoyaki and also a bag of one large vanilla iced coffee and one venti pumpkin spice latte. I moved back a bit and then opened the door more to let her in.

"Thank you for opening the door, even though you know bloody well that I can open it easily." She turned to look at me and let out a grin.

"Yeah, I know that you can easily open a door with both of your arms and hands full. Heck, you've even opened my door once when you were carrying two plates full of food on both of your hands!" I exclaimed; Luna giggles a bit.

"Plus, you've opened the door earlier and even showed me that cheeky grin of yours before closing it again." I roll my eyes and smiled at her.

I close the door behind her as she walked back towards the pink bean bag placed near the foot of the bed. I went back to my bed and wrapped myself with my duvet.

We've finished watching episode thirteen of The Seventh Sky. By then, I was sitting on my bed on my phone while Luna's resting her head on the foot of my bed. My phone's notification ringed for the tenth or fifteenth time in just more or less than ten minutes, and Luna finally reacted.

"Does Isla Millie Collins have a boyfriend now?" She looks at me and grinned sheepishly. "Or maybe even a girlfriend?" She looks up at the ceiling and turned to me when she felt that I was looking at her.

"What? It's possible." I let out a soft chuckle.

"I don't have any of those, yet. But there is this one guy that I've been chatting with for a few days now." I grinned, remembering some of our conversations. "He's actually from California and he's really brilliant at playing the guitar and making poems. He actually made me a long poem earlier when we were watching episode twelve earlier."

Luna made an oh~ sound and climbed on my bed. "Can I read it?" She asked, I said sure and scrolled up on our conversation. Luna looked at my phone, then me, confused.

"Oh, I forgot that this app limits our conversation. It removes past messages after sending thirty of them." I explained.

"Wait, so you're telling me that you forgot to take a bloody screenshot of that long poem that git sent you?" I kind of shrunk back on my bed as she said that sentence, starting from the word 'screenshot'.

"Anyway, what's his name?" Luna tilts her head to the side.

"His name is Paolo and he told me that he was born in the Philippines, but he resides in California now. He's actually four years older than me, five years for you." She nods her head and now it was my turn to ask her some questions.

"By the way, how are you and Caelum?" She instantly smiled at the thought of her boyfriend.

"We're doing great! He actually visited me again last Saturday and we went on a movie date." Luna closes her eyes, reminiscing about their date.

"It seems like he's been visiting you nearly every week now, eh?" I smirk. She covers her face with both of her hands and let out a muffled squeal.

We've talked for a few more minutes until Luna suddenly turned to the forty-three inched flat screen telly. I'm guessing she's bored now. Luna easily gets bored, that's why she likes to keep herself busy most of the time.

"Isla, do you want to watch something else?" Luna asked me, kind of looking hopeful. I nod my head and said yes. I let her pick whichever movie she wants to watch whilst I scroll through my phone.

I looked up from my phone when I heard a familiar opening theme. A smile slowly crept up on my face, the child-like side of me is beginning to show. I tried to jump up and down while sitting on my bed as the words Peter Pan showed up on the screen. It's the one created in nineteen fifty-three, the first Peter Pan movie created! Just listening to the opening song brought back a lot of my memories from my childhood.