My eyes fluttered open feeling confused and weak, I had a sharp pain in my back so I sat up carefully wincing a couple times. I rubbed my eyes and a GORGEOUS dirty blond haired, green eyed boy walked in and I knew who he was straight away. I said giving a sarcastic smile "Pan, I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting." He didn't look at me but kept rummaging through stuff on a desk opposite the bed but all I could hear was a chuckle before he said "You haven't changed one bit Eleanor" how come he knows my real name? I shaven't told anyone my name except my brother. I said "How do you know my name?" "I know a lot about you." He turned round and leaned against the desk with his arms crossed giving his famous devilish smile that I've heard about. I said rolling my eyes "stalker much..." He chuckled again and replied "how's you back" ignoring my comment. He came closer but I backed away even though I couldn't really go anywhere, he put his hand and I slapped it saying "I don't help and certainly don't need you." "I was going to heal you but since you don't need my help I'll just leave you here in pain. It's more amusing." He was about to leave when I shouted "WAIT" he smiled and came over again, he put his hand on my arm and as if by magic (hehehe get it???) it was as if the pain had never been there. I nodded in thanks and he walked off, a flash of memory came into my mind.
Memory:
I was walking in the woods that looked identical to the Neverland ones. I was wearing the most beautiful outfit:
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I was walking for what seemed like forever until I heard a noise behind me, it was pan leaning against a tree with his arms crossed giving me a genuine flirtatious smile. I ran up to him and gave him a hug before looking up to have our lips pressed up to each other.
Memory over:
As soon as my memory showed that, I didn't want to see anymore. I didn't understand what had happened but before I could think anymore, pan came in and placed a pile of clothes not daring to look at me he said "These are for you, come out once your changed" I sat up once he had left and walked over to the pile noticing the clothes were the same from my flash memory thing. They fitted like a glove, I admired myself in the mirror before doing what pan said; I was going outside just not the way he wanted. I climbed out the window and sprinted as far as I could go...
