Chapter One

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Chapter One

I heard voices murmuring around me.

"The shadow brought a GIRL?!"

"What the heck is this?"

"What's the shadow playing at?"

"Shhh. She's waking up."

My eyelids fluttered open. As the world focused in around me, I noticed a group of rather dirty looking boys gathered around me.

"Who are you?" I asked the boys around me.

The tallest guy stepped forward. "Who are you?"

I pushed myself up off the ground, swaying slightly as I got to my feet. "I asked you first."

Laughter erupted from among the group.

"She's got spunk, I'll give her that." A new voice spoke up, although not from the group, but from up above.

I looked up and saw a boy looking down at me from a tree. "What's your name?"

The boy smirked, “I’m Peter, Peter Pan.”

I looked at him like he was crazy. “Yeah, and I’m Sleeping Beauty,”

Peter laughed. “You could be, you were out for a long time.”

I shook my head, “Where am I?”

Peter smirked again and hopped down from the tree, “Why you’re in Neverland of course! Where else would else would Peter Pan and his lost boys be?”

I looked around at the other boys gathered around me, “You’re the lost boys?”

The tall one spoke again, “Yes.”

I laughed and turned to Peter, “I thought the lost boys would be more...I don’t know, boys?” I pointed to the tall one, “He’s at least 18.”

The tall one growled at her and moved forward, swinging his club.

“Felix!” Peter said harshly, causing the boy to stop and look even more angry. Peter moved forward and stood between me and Felix.

“Now Felix, we don’t want to hurt the newest addition to our little family.”

I looked at Peter, seriously doubting his sanity, “I am NOT becoming a member of this freak show.” I said firmly. “I want you to take me home this instant.”

Peter turned towards me, all mischief gone from his face. I took a step back, I had hoped I would never see that look on someone’s face again. The last time I did...well let’s just say I still had the scars.

“No one leaves Neverland without my permission,” Peter snarled. “and you don’t have it. So you can either join us, or you can stay out here, alone.”

He turned away from me and walked back to the lost boys, “Lost boys! Back to camp!”

The boys turned, whooping and hollering, headed into the forest. Peter turned back before he followed them,

“The choice is yours Julia Jones.”

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