The Lost Love

4 Those Green Eyes.

Juliette's P.O.V.

I remember most of the end of my dreams when I wake up, but never how they started, which is a very sad thing. Mainly because my dreams are weirder than yours or anyone else. I make stories from memories, but I don't seem to know where it started.

It was a cold and rainy Monday the day I met Peter on the Starbucks, the day I was being a little paranoid because of a green umbrella. A beautiful green umbrella. Today, or right here and now, is a Thursday, the less worst day of the week for me. I already wanted it to be Friday but I was nervous about the meeting. Peter is a nice boy, but I really don't want to get the wrong idea of this new friendship, specially after the visit from Pan's shadow the day before. Oh Neverland, you are a strange one aren't you?

All week I have ate the same food, except for breakfast, it has passed months since I have had a nice and complete breakfast. That is one of the things I wish the most.

A complete breakfast and eternal love.

Lets get real, I am only getting the breakfast.

~After School~

After the long day of school my mom stopped in front a local and very small supermarket, and she gave me a list of what she wanted for her beloved. God, love like this makes me wanna bleed from my eyes.

"I will be back in forty minutes, you forget something from that list, forget about your freedom and credit card." she said pulling over the supermarket.

"Sure thing mom, but remember the amazing things from my phone and make it look like some Canadian did it."

"And that is important how?" she asked.

"The amazing little things you don't know about mother." I smiled and close the door of the car, holding the list tighter in my hand.

Before entering to the supermarket, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment, not wanting to get tired from the beginning. The place was really small, in comparison other supermarkets, but a very beautiful place if you didn't compare it with the other. Unlike other places, this really smelled delicious. Each section smelled what it should, not cheap Lysol which also kills insects. And I have no idea why I thought of that exactly.

The place was cleaner than my room, and that was very depressing.

I walked through all the small sections of the place with the small car and took whatever was on the list, not really caring if it go damaged whe it hitted the car.

Maybe volunteering for this was not the greatest of ideas, but at least, I had sometime for myself and do something productive... Why didn't I just stayed home and did some homework like I was supposed to? Oh Right, because there is a scary shadow waiting for me to be alone and give me another message from Pan. Yeah, Pan's Shadow scares me.

I don't know why, I just realized that my whole life I have been afraid of it, but I have never proved it. Maybe it was because of Pan, it is his shadow after all.