"Are you insulting me?" Peter narrowed his eyes.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." I answered without turning back.
"You do know there's no way off this island, right?"
"Yup."
"Then where are you going?"
"Far away from you."
"That's not going to happen."
"And why not?" I cross my arms.
"Because your not leaving my sight."
"Stalker much?"
"Your really something, Jane Angela."
"Ah, were on a first AND last name basis now."
"What?" He chuckled.
"Nothing, Peter Pan."
"It's Pan to you."
"Actually, I think P.P. suits you." I felt him give me a quick glare before replacing it with curiosity.
"Fine. I'll leave you alone--"
"Thank The Lord." I interrupted.
"--but your welcome to 'Camp Pan' whenever."
"Thank you for your generous offer to sleep with 15 boys, but I think I'll be fine on my own." I rolled my eyes.
"You know usually people would beg for shelter, or to go home. Why aren't you?"
"Now that, you don't need to know."
"What if I do?"
"Night PP." I walked further into the island.
"Sleep well, Angela."
I walked for another 15 minutes and decided to make camp at a clearing I stumbled upon. I put stones in a circle, and fire wood in the center.
"Shoot. I need fire." I looked around for something that could help me start a small spark. I walked over to a bush to look, but heard rustling behind it. I slowly reached into my back pocket, where my pocket knife was. I tiptoed around the bush and behind a tree. I heard rustling again, and the bottom of a cloak. I charged at the person and pinned them against the tree, with the blade on their neck.
"Pan! I told you--"
The person removed the hood which was covering his face. It was not Pan.
I stepped back but kept my knife in my hand.
"Who are you?" I observed his clothes, obviously a lost boy.
"F-Felix." He held his hands up in surrender.
"What do you want?"
"To help you."
"With what?"
He walked away from the tree and I followed. He kneeled down to the pile of fire wood and rubbed two stones together, and lit the fire.
"That's all?"
"Don't tell Pan." Was all he said before he ran away.
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Return To Neverland
Fanfiction"You can't just walk away from me, girl!" Peter yelled at me. I leaned in closer, our faces about two inches away from each other's. "Watch me." With that I turned around, and walked away. "No more Pan for a while." I thought to myself. But then aga...
