Peter Pan

Austin Pan..... I like it!

Austin P.O.V

"So, which town are you headed to Flynn?" I ask as we collect our carry ons.

"To be honest I'm not really sure... My dad never mentioned it....Well he probably has, I just wasn't listening, My what town are you?" She says, fixing her hair into a neat bun.

I couldn't help myself any longer so I look down at her bum. It was shaped to perfection. Like, no joke.

"Baeeeeee, your Ass is perfect...." I say as I sit on a bench in Starbucks.

Over the 13 hour flight we developed nicknames for each other. Baeeeee, Dora da Rachet explorer, and Peter Pan.

Flashback

"Baeeeeee, get me some TWIX!" I say, my voice muffled by the small pillow given to me by the hot flight assistant.

"I am not your slave.....Peter pan!" she says flashing her teeth at me.

"Why? Are you not into that stuff? I like it Nice and Kink-" I was cut off by a mother shushing me across the aisle

"Whatever, Dora da rachett explorer...." I say shoving my hand in her face.

End of flashback !!!!

"Peter Pan, Peter? Austin Pan... I like it! Your new name is Austin Pan. Maybe I can be Wendy...." She whispers the last part mostly to her self.

"Wait, didn't Peter and Wen-" I was cut off by Flynn's phone going off.

She looks down at her phone. She looks at me, then smiles.

"I am going to L.A bitches!"

"That sucks, I am going to a ghost town!" I say sadly, guess I won't be see bae anymore...

One year later

I was sitting at Starbucks, sipping on a white chocolate frap, nibbling on some kind of cookie, all I know is that it tasted like unicorns and rainbows.

I'm moving. Away from CJ, away from Carly, away from collage, away from life here in L.A.

I knew why. I understood why. Well, part of me understood why, but that's not the point...

I am moving at the request of sheriff Mills. The criminal hasn't been found yet and I don't know if he will ever be found... Nobody can, really. We are all lost in our own little ways...

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"Mom, let's go to Chicken express!" I say jumping up and down in my seat.

I was done being depressed. I was done being in the "I wanna kill myself" mood. Done staying in my room all day, reading the same paragraph over and over again. Done with it all. We a moving for a fresh start and a fresh start I will get.

My mother gives me a weird look but obeys. I have been here for a little over a year and my mother and I have the closest bond I could ever ask for.

We have been through a lot, but in the end, all it narrows down to is that, I came out of her, and I'm proud if it. Even, if that sounded gross, it was true. Or so I think, when I was little, my brother told me I was adopted.

I believed him. Infact, I didn't talk to anyone in my family for 1 hour. Until I got hungry asked for some gummy bears.

3 Days later

"Mum, I just got done packing. Can I go look around at the beach? If you give me some money, I kinda wanna go shopping." I ask her as I trot down the stairs.

I head over to the island in the kitchen. All I really wanted was some cute clothes for collage. I need a boyfriend, a new one, one that didn't know how fucked up I am till we are together.

My mom walked, more like skipped into the kitchen.

"Sure, here's 250$, buy some collage clothes and bring home some dinner please and Flynn? We need to talk." My mom says digging through her purse trying to find the bills.

"Sure mom, what's up?" I say swirling in the bar stool.

"Your bother is coming up for the school year, you need to be ready, he is coming tonight." My mother says giving me the money.

I suddenly start to shake with joy, HE'S COMING HOME!

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