Lost

Chapter 2

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I sat on the log around the fire as the Lost boys whooped and yelled dancing around in complete joy. I felt a burning gaze and looked up to see Peter sitting on his throne staring at me. He leaned down to mention something to the tall blonde boy, Peter's gaze never leaving my face. The boy looked at me, stood and walked into the forest. I looked back to Peter and met his eyes. I stared back just as intensely as he was but soon felt uncomfortable and looked away blushing. I looked up again to see a smirk plastered across his face.

---------------------------------------------------- Pan's P.O.V--------------------------------------------------------------------

There was something different about her. That I knew. I watched her across the camp. She looked up and saw me staring at her. She stared back but soon looked away. I smirked watching the blush appear on her face. Felix appeared by my side. "It's ready Pan." "Excellent." I stood and made my way to Delia. "Come with me. Now." "Where?" She asked. I rolled my eyes. "You ask too many questions, just do as I say and we'll get a long."

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Delia followed Pan into the forest. She watched him as he picked his way through the brush. She couldn’t help noticing his strong muscular shoulders. His butt isn't too bad either she thought smiling to herself. "Like what you see?" Peter asked without turning around. "Uhh.. uhm.. er... I dont.. I mean.." Peter turned and smirked. "Relax. I'm just messing with you." They continued to walk in silence until Peter said "My butt looks good, huh?" Delia stopped. She could feel her cheeks heating up and was extremely thankful that it was dark outside. "What do... how did you-" "I can read thoughts if the person doesn’t guard them." "Oh.." Delia said "Well stop. If you do it again you'll lose a finger." He grinned and pushed aside some tree branches pressing through into a large clearing. "Good to know." Delia clenched her jaw and followed him into the clearing. Something about him being able to read her thoughts changed something in her. She didn't know what changed exactly but she did know she wasn't becoming the biggest fan of Peter. "So what are we doing here?" Her tone had become harsher, no longer playful like earlier. Pan noticed the difference and stiffened and a look of confusion crossed his face. Just as before he was able to hide it and continue. "If you’re to be a lost girl, you’re going to need training." "What makes you think I want to be a lost girl?" She spat the words at him. "Well someone's testy. I'm the king of this island and what I say goes. And I say you will be a lost girl." "No." Delia said planting her feet and crossing her arms staring Pan down. "You have fire, I'll give you that. But no one says no to Peter Pan." Delia crossed to him grabbed a sword and said "Well I guess I'm the first." She gave him one of Peter's signature smirks. She advanced slicing her sword the air bringing it just above Pan's head. She laughed and turned and ran back into the forest heading back in the direction of camp. Peter stood in the clearing looking to where Delia disappeared into the forest and clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. "No one says no to me. No one." He jumped into the sky and flew back to camp.

A/N 

Hey guys! This is my first story I have ever shared with anyone. I would really appreciate you leaving a comment about what you think about the story so far. Thanks! I’ll try to update as often as I can. J