Act I Scene I

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|'Second star to the right, and straight on till morning.' That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to Neverland;|


Yorkshire, 1983

A boy was riding on his bike down streets listening to his Walkman.


~Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye

Cheerio, here I go on my way

Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye

Not a tear but a cheer, make it gay

Give me a smile I can keep for awhile

In my heart while I'm away

Till we meet ounce again, you and I

Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye~


He pulls up outside of a church and leans his bike against the stone wall. He leans against it, crosses his arms and waits for the morning mass to finish.

"The peace of god, which passes all understanding, keep your hearts and minds in the knowledge and love of God and of his Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord, and the blessing of God Almighty." the priest voice echoes in the large empty church. Though the church wasn't entirely empty, apart from the priest, there were two ladies and a young adult sitting in the pews. The young man, sitting in the middle section in the aisle of pews, had his head bowed-hands on his forehead- praying silently. The priest moves his right arm to perform the crucifix on his body.

"The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit be upon you and remain with you, this day and always. Amen."

The church boy exits the church and pulls his bike away from the church wall. The other boy stops listening to his Walkman. As he pushes his headphones down-and grabs his bike-he asks the church boy a question.

"Will that do the trick, you think?"

"We're about to find out"


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The two boys are riding their bikes down a street that passes in front of a school. They ride past a stationary milk truck. One of the boys calls out to the driver.

"Jimmy!"

The church boy hops off his bike, and rotates his body to face Jimmy.

"Ready?" jumping off the truck, Jimmy nods his head "Ready."

Another boy, dark skinned with Middle-Eastern features, turns towards his family who were all crowding around the car.

"Mum, please." Pleading with his parents he turns towards the group of boys, waiting near the gate, and holds up on finger. "Lads, wait." He turns back to his mother

"Just get in the car. I'll be back in five minutes."

He walks towards the other boys and lets out a deep sigh, the church boy just grins at his small misfortune.

"Let's get it over with."

Inside the school building, alongside a corridor, a young secretary walks forward with a bunch of papers and thumbtacks in her hand. The schoolboys that were loitering around started to swarm the young secretary, shouting things out like "Fiona! Fiona!" Or "Just read out from the top, let us see".

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