Peter Pan Ouat Imagines (ON HOLD)

Fundamentals Of A Lost Girl..

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Being a Lost Girl means having some different.. Provisions.

• Having your own tent/ hut because the Lost Boys can be pigs..
• Everyone randomly scaring you causing you to sometimes make a scene.
• They usually hold it over your head, but when the time is right you can scare them so much worse.
• Being strong and holding your own because you're an independent woman.
• Some of the new boys trying to make a move on you, but quickly leaving with a bruise or two.. Or a sock in the eye. Youch!
• You basically not being the sweet mannered girl everyone thinks you are.. And in time they learn to live with it.
• You could pummel them to the ground if you wanted to. But most respected you, and became good friends.

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You usually walk through the woods to hunt in groups, but your groupies were meeting the new Lost Boy. "I guess I'll just have to being home dinner myself." You mumbled, gripping the wooden spear in your sweaty palms. "I see you over there.." You poised yourself at the boar.

Ready..

..Aim...

..."FIRE!" You yelled a battle cry and launches the spear strait into the heart of the animal. With a blue bandana you wiped the sweat from your brown and went to being back your prize..

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You threw the heavy meat tiredly on the dinner table while the eyes of the boys followed your every trail. As you say down to eat whatever was left on the table from lunch a boy comes over a plops down next to you. "Whatever you're gonna do it's not gonna work." You looked at him with your resting bitch face.

When he turned to the left to meet eye to eye with you he spoke two simple words and grabbed your hand, "Follow me." And tried to pull you away, with his luck this was not gonna work.

"Hell no! Let me go creep!" You screeched but his grip only tightened.

Now you were in the middle of camp, all eyes on you. Again.

Shit. This is just bloody great.

"You're just a stupid girl. Let's go." This was bullshit.

With your free hand you gripped his arm and pulled yourself down to his forearm and bit it. Hard. The boots and hollers from the growing crowd fueled your anger to finish off this bully. "Yeah, just a girl who can pummel you to he ground." You concluded before clocking him in the jaw, and nose.

Under the watchful eye of Peter Pan who lurked around the circle nodded at Felix who tapped the ground three times and yelled, "OUT!" While the rest of you feast on your catch for the rest of the night.

"Not so bad." Pan places his hand on your shoulder and strides off.

Oh?

You giggle and spend the night with your comrades laughing away. You were a lost girl. A ruthless demon of a human, but nonetheless someone who stood up for herself.

You're strong.

I'm strong.
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A/N... Women stand together✊🏻✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏾
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