In which a young girl who doesn't believe in magic ends up on the most magical place in the world; an island called Neverland. After spending a few months on the island, she wants to go home. However, two years later, Annie Wood makes her return to...
Annie sighed, and sat down on a log. She was staring down at the ground, lost in thought, when it started to rain. Annie, Wendy, and all the Lost boys went back to their tents. Annie noticed that a couple of them went into the kitchen tent, which was also Peter's tent.
Wendy and Annie went inside their tent, and Annie flopped down on her bed. She stared up at the green material of the tent, and tried not to zone out again. She just listened to the sound of the rain as she tried to clear her head.
"Annie?" Wendy mumbled. Annie looked over at Wendy, who was also laying on her bed looking up at the roof of the tent.
"Yeah?"
"Um, my brothers and I, we uh wanna go home." Wendy said. Annie could tell she was nervous.
"This is your home, Wendy." Annie replied shortly, with no emotions whatsoever.
"No, we don't belong here." Wendy argued, but she was right. John and Michael were both young kids, who couldn't keep up with the older Lost boys.
Annie sighed. "I can talk to Pan if you want." She said.
"Thank you," was all Wendy said. Her bed squeaked as she rolled over to face the wall. Annie got underneath her blanket, and pulled it up to her chin. She listened to the rain on the tent, before slowly falling asleep.
When Annie woke up, Wendy was gone. The bed, and dresser were gone too. Annie got out of bed, and ran outside. Peter was sitting by the fire, drawing in the dirt with his boot.
"Where's Wendy?" Annie asked. Peter looked up at her. He looked tired, and drained of all energy.
"She's gone." He mumbled before turning his attention back to the dirt.
"What do you mean, gone?"
"She left this morning, with her two brothers."
Annie stood staring at Peter, not believing the words that had come out of his mouth. "She didn't even say goodbye." Annie whispered, but Peter didn't hear her. She went back into the tent, and sat down on the edge of her bed. Her tent was so quiet now, and empty. It wasn't filled with the young girl's questions, and it wasn't lit up by her smile. It was dreary, just like the rain Neverland got last night. For the first time since Annie got on this island, she felt alone.
Annie stood up, and went to get changed into some clothes for the day. It was a bit chilly because of the rain, so she decided to wear a pair of black leggings, and a green hoodie. Annie put her hair up in a ponytail, and left her tent.
"What are we doing today, Pan?" Annie asked.
"Nothing." Peter mumbled.
"Nothing?" Annie repeated.
"Nothing, Annie. There's nothing to do." Peter snapped. He stood up, and walked over to Annie, wiping his drawing away with his foot as he came. Annie gulped, and took a step back. She felt the material of the tent on her hands.
"Now why don't you stop asking questions, and go do something productive?" Peter growled, his teeth clenched. Annie nodded quickly, and slipped away from him. She walked across the camp, and stopped just as she reached the tree line. Annie looked behind her, to see Peter still staring at the spot where she was just standing. She saw him flexing his fingers at his sides, before she turned around and started walking into the woods.
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