This place is messing with my brain. I just don't understand it. It's just weird. They don't age, so they're like 17 but also 100 at the same time. HOW DOES THAT MAKE SENSE. Right now I'm lying in my bed just enjoying the warmth of my sheets as it's around 9am. I can hear the chatter from outside. But I just like staying in bed and thinking about things.
I wonder, can you use your phone here. I mean I'm guessing there's no signal but I could read and play games. But I have no clue, we're on a weird island in the middle of god knows where. I got out of bed to go ask peter about the phone. I put my sweater on as it was chilly still. I came out of my hut and smiled at everyone.
I think this pace is doing me good, yes I miss my tough self but I like the new soft and gentle me. I just wish that it didn't take me to come here to have the comfort and reassurance I should've had my whole life. My carers when i was normal deserve to die. And I don't ever wish that upon anyone. But they do.
"Alright littlen' please can I see your arms" Noah came up to me smiling softly at me. I walked into the medical hut with him. He took off the bandages, cleaned them and re-bandaged them. "Thighs?" He asked while putting stuff in the bin. I bit my lip as a pulled down my pyjama bottoms to show one thigh then the other. "Right we're all good. Thank you for doing it so willingly" Noah smiled. I hugged him. I willingly hugged him! I can't believe this. I swear my mental age is regressing. I saw him beaming when I looked up. I let go and started to walk out of the hut but I grabbed his hand. I squeezed my hand as we walked out.
The boys looked up and peter smiled, he gave Noah a questioning look and Noah nodded. "Hiya princess" peter smiled down at me again. "Hey" I smiled. Everyone's in a very smiley mood today. "Are you still in pyjamas" he chuckled. I blushed and nodded. "Oh yeah I was gonna ask. Can you use phones here." I ask.
"Well it's a little confusing. Yes you can use the device, but you can't call or text anyone. It just automatically removes the application. And you can see what's going on, on people's social media but they won't know you've seen it or been on there. And you can't post. And obviously you can use games and Netflix and stuff. It's kinda like a world watcher. I try to keep as modern as possible through times. But my god it's difficult. We also have a cinema hut. I got bored a couple years back and built an empty hut, I then decided to renovate it into a fully working cinema room!! And I used a little fairy dust to get every channel in the world. How cool!" He beamed and I could tell he was proud of himself.
"That's amazing Peter" I gushed. I don't understand how someone can do so much. "Thank you baby, go get dressed and we can just relax" he said. "Can I not have a pyjama day" I asked. "Mmmm. Sure but it'll get hot so maybe put some shorts on" he replied.
"Ok" I went back to my hut and grabbed some flannel pyjama shorts.
I walked back out and grabbed a banana. I ate half of it but got tired of it so gave the rest to Peter. "You positive you can't eat anymore" I nodded, his persistence becoming tiresome. "Ok" He sighed and ate the rest. "Shall we go to the cinema hut" he asked. I'm so excited to see what this thing is like!!
"Hell yeah!!" I shouted. "Language" Peter warned.
"Hell isn't a bad word" I pouted. "Ok it's not that bad but don't carry on that way" he sighed. "Right let's go" he stood up and grabbed my hand. As we walked he shouted to the other boys that we're gonna watch a film if they wanna join. All of them agreed to come watch a film.
We arrived, and it's amazing. Better than anything I could've expected, I don't understand how he did it. He had perfectly carved wood to make the chairs and table, with bamboo reeds to fill in little gaps and make it look more professional, the seats actually look so comfortable, with seat cushions, and pillows perfectly placed, dark sheets placed along the walls. I've never seen such craftsmanship, ever.
"Wow, this is utterly amazing" I sighed plopping down on one of the seats. "I'm glad you like it princess" peter replies smiling.
"I do have questions tho" I said looking at him. "And what may that be?" He sat down with me on the double seater. I'm gonna be spending ALOT if time here. "How? How did you do this?" I asked looking around. "Well I did have to go back to the human world to get some supplies, like better tools, the screen, seat cushions and such as. But after a storm deep in the forest, there were lots of fallen trees, I decided to take a lot of them back here, at camp, and make things. This being the main project, with a couple weeks of work and fairy dust it was all working brilliantly." He finished.
"What film should we watch?" Seb asked.
"What about a Disney film?" Henry suggested.
"You know what that bastard did to me" Peter growled. "He tried to get people to hunt me!" He nearly shouted making me shuffle away from him a bit. "Sorry princess" he whispered pulling me back in. "Well you know Walt Disney?" He questioned. I nodded. "Well he didn't have a great childhood, grew up in a very isolated, cold, unloving family. I took him in and he caused destruction, he didn't want this life. After that his films became big and he made one about me, a little off, but with some dark, twisted theories and hidden plots. He tried to find me, and get people to find this island. It didn't really work but, I will never forgive him" Peter explained his past with Disney. My eyes were wide and my mouth open a little. "I can't believe that" I replied. "The thing is going back to the world messes with humans' brains, as they switched from mortal to immortal. And a whole kid of other things. He vowed never to be like his parents. But when he went back to earth he became worse than them. A cruel and cold man, who only cared about himself and money, followed communism and hitler. It's bad" Peter sighed. I just responded by burying myself deeper into his side. Giving him a squeeze of reassurance which he smiled at.
"Gotta give it to the guy for such a cold character her made some cute as films" lip said. The rest of us chuckled. But the truth is I've never watched a Disney film. "So what's your favourite one then Bella" Peter asked scrolling through Disney films. "Erm I've never watched one" I said mumbled. "No mumbling" he said pointing a finger. I bit the dry skin off my thumb, "I've never watched one before" I said a tiny bit louder. Everyone stopped and looked at me. "Got an issue?" I questioned as I shrunk further into my seat. Peter nudged me probably as a warning. I can't believe you've never watched one before" lip said, wide eyes. "Let's start with a classic- Cinderella!" He continued.
Peter found the film and pressed play.
"So what did you think of your FIRST Disney film" lip asked.
"I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would" I smiled at the thought of Cinderella in the ball gown. Yeah it was old fashioned and stereotypical but it was adorable and I loved the soppy cute ending.
"Pffft so typical and boring. Can't believe I sat through that all". Davey said getting up.
"He's been in such a bad mood since she arrived-why?" I heard oscar whisper to someone.
"I don't know man. Takes a while to warm up to people. I mean never mind a girl" Henry whispered back.
"Yeah, hello, right here" I huffed. Peter nudged me again and pointed a finger at me, tilting his head. "Yeah yeah second warning. Whatever peter" I rolled my eyes. "Come on, you've only been here a couple days don't make me punish you" he said sternly. I just grumbled.
"Damn so moody" Anthony said under his breath, to which a couple of the boys chuckled. "I'm not moody, just sick of people acting like I'm not here!" I shouted. "Some people wish you weren't" davey said while sucking in a breath, suddenly reappearing.
"WELL FUCK YOU TOO" I shouted and marched off to my hut. I sat under the sheets for a while and thought about what had happened. What if they throw me out of the island, send me back to the normal world knowing it'll mess up my brain back to my 'parents'. My breath has quickened as Peter walked in, he looked annoyed to say the least. Which made me even more scared and paranoid. I looked to Peter for a split second before I hung my head to its previous position on looking downwards. But saw his face soften.
"Please don't send me back. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. It's just a big change. Please please don't send me back" I squeaked.
Peter grabbed my chin so I was looking directly at him with my glassy eyes.
"I'm never sending you back-no matter how bad you get. Because I know no matter what you say- you don't want to go back there and you're willing to try life here forever." He said.
"Now as for your little outburst just there" he continued in a more stern tone.
"I was provoked that's not fair!" I whine.
"I had not finished talking, little girl-don't ever interrupt me, or I'll spank you, no matter where we are" he pointed a finger at me; still holding my chin forcing me to face him.
"Sorry" I whisper.
"Now I'm only going to give you 10, as this is your first ever spanking and you're right you were provoked. But that never makes it right." Peter finished and started walking over to my bed.
This is not gonna be fun.
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The lost girl
FanfictionIsabella Darling is bullied at school Her adopted parents abuse her Her teachers hate her But there's one book that gets her through. Peter Pan. In her 14 years of living its the only memory of her parents. Her book. Their book. What happens when...
