The Lost Love

2. Never Grow Old

Peter Pan left Neverland with the magic of pixie dust, the one that he was saving for "The Special Occasion", and this was it. Thanks to his magic he was able to see the face of the candidate for the Mother of The Lost Boys. And he discovered a fun fact, she was fourteen now, but he could make her two years older so she could be actually older than her supposed children. Peter was very old in a real age, but he looked like a normal seventeen year old boy. He considered himself attractive and very handsome, so he thought that Juliette will immediately go with him to Neverland once he tells her the plan.

"Felix, you better watch out for them. Who knows when Hook and his crew may come back." he said to his fellow Lost Boy before he left Neverland.

But now he was flying to this small city in a country called United States, boring name, he said to himself. All the big towers or buildings surprised him, the last time he was in the real world was ages ago, and things did change and time does pass here. With a locator spell, he tried to find the young girl in the big city, but there were a lot of young girls, and he could just land in the middle of a place surrounded by people and ask who Juliette Shaffman is.

First of all, he was wearing practically a costume, he did not looked like a normal teen age boy from this time. His plan was ready, he just need to watch over the candidate for at least some days. He knew she was the one, not like the last one.

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School was almost over for Juliette. Or at least the worst part of it like Math and Physics. English, Music, and Art being her favourite classes, but she had one of them that day.

Since he had all of her book in her bag, she didn't need to go to her locker, which was in the other side of the building. Unnecessary walking, she should save her energy for other things.

She entered the English class and went straight to the empty spot in the front, the one she usually takes. The only thing she didn't like about her spot that day was the fact a couple were doing a lot of PDA in front of her. They are were hugging or kissing. Love, what a strange and sick word.

The class begun and the professor gave them their notebooks to finish whatever they did last class. Same as always. They do this kind of thing in this class. Read one or two chapters of "To Kill a Mockingbird" a good book and interesting thing that was cool to Juliette, but what it bother her was that her classmates are constantly playing around with the book and when there is ten minutes till the class ends, suddenly she become their best friend who always likes to help them with their works.

Assholes.

So Juliette took her sit and started to work with the questions of book and to finish her last essay for Grammar class.

"Thanks God I have one of the best professor for my English class" she whispered. He is very funny and a really good teacher. He has a sense of humor that could make you pee your pants in the middle of the class. Juliette sees him as the weird and funny uncle who thinks that this generation is the devil.

Juliette was working on her questionnaire from the last chapter they were supposed to read. Juliette did but it was confusing and she was very distracted by this small memory of a dream she had years ago. She suddenly got bored and wrote "Peter Pan" on her wrist. A reminder from the memory and from his shadow's visit last night.

The song "Save Me" was playing on her phone. Again, her teacher is the best and let's them use their phones for music during class.

Since Juliette was done with her work, which was easier and faster that she thought, she began to draw in her small leather notebook, a gift from the other cool uncle of the family.

Juliette remembered the face of the only person who had truly understood her. She wanted to live adventures, not going to school. She wanted to be with cool Lost Boys, and not be with her "friends" or classmates. She wanted to fly. To be free.

Time must have passed very quickly because the class was over and almost everyone here had their back bags ready. Physics class was next. Again.

Where the hell is Peter Pan when you actually need him?

"We have to go now students! Ivan! Gustavo! Back bags in the air, you are destroying my decoration." Mr. Victor said.