Wishing is not Beliving

Chapter 2

Chrissie's POV

When we finally got to camp, Felix sat me down on a rock and Pan used some kinda magic to make me stay. Of course he has superpowers. isn't that just peachy.

Just as I opened my mouth, Pan opened his.

"C'mon Boys!" he shouted in that creepy accent. ((*no offence to anyone Brittish, I just need to make Pan seem like a creeper*))

 I stared in disbelief as dozens of boys came out from a secret door in a tree, and tons of other places. They would make awesome stalkers, i noted.

Pan stood up on a tree stump that was right in the middle of the camp. 

"Boys, meet Chrissie, she is our new prisoner. WHAT?! PRISONER?! no, nononononononono! I do not belong to ANYONE but myself!

        The boys were all looking at me like they had never seen a girl. my death stare softened. had they? did they even know who their mothers were?

 My compassionate thoughts were interupted by Pan kicking me. Had he asked me a question?

"Sorry what?" I said. It was the wrong thing to say. He slapped me so hard that my nose bled. wow, this guy was just like every other guy i knew. Cold, unloving, ungrateful.... I could go on forever.

" I said," Pan said, clearly annoyed, "You can either behave, and sleep in Felix's tent, or you can be a naughty girl and sleep in the cages. wadda ya  say?" Pan smirked.

I thought for a sec. I was not gonna give this guy the pleasure of shoving me in a cage, but share a tent with the creepy blonde? never!

"I choose... my bed back home." I said matter of factly. obviously he didn't want me here, and neither did the boys that plainly worshiped this little douche.

 "No can do luv. well, take her to the cages I guess." Pan turned and waved his hand as he walked away.

I will not sleep in a cage. I have WAY too much pride for that. both options were crappy, but a bed was better than some prison.

"Wait!" I called out. "I changed my mind! I will sleep in Felix's tent. just please, not a cage." I hung my head. I hate being clostraphobic. Pan smirked.

OH MY GAWD! STOP SMIRKING!!!!!

"Felix!" Pan said. He wispered somthing into Felix's ear.

"Yes, Pan." Felix said. He picked me up again, the same way as before.

"Hey!" I said. I am not some sack of potatos they can carry around!

Felix lauged. I hate these boys. I will always hate them. ALWAYS.

Once I was in Felix's tent, Felix put me on a chair and went to put his big scary club against the wall. As soon as he was facing the wall, I made a break for it.

I flew backwards and landed right on my ass. Felix chucled.

"Pan put a spell on the tent. only boys can go in and out." He emphisised OUT a bit too much.

"Now, where were we? Oh yeah, i was going to do this." He leaned in close. so close that I could feel his hot breath on my skin. I was terrified. was he going to kiss me? He better not. Then I relized that I was still under that damn spell that made me not able to move.

Felix was practicly touching my face now. No. Just No. My first kiss was not going to be with some creep that scared me shitless. Just as Felix's lips were centimeters away from mine, I started to pray.

Suddenly Pan bursted in.

"Felix. Out. Now." he said. His eyes were burning Felix's.  If looks could kill, the Lord of the Creeps would be long dead.