Penelope Pan

Uma

After having my ginger hair done into a, sort of, hair flip onto my left shoulder, I was forced into a dressing room with a black and white dress that read "where is my happy ending?" with two long fingerless gloves that were black and white striped. These matched the socks which went with the black and grey books. I came out of the changing room to see Queenie squealing, Hanna and Cassy rolling their eyes at Queenie's behavior...

...And Harry's mouth hung open.

"You'll catch flies Harry." Queenie sang. This caused everyone to look his way. But he still stared at me in awe. There is no colour red that could equal to the colour that my face was right now. I walked his way, swaying my hips in the most unlike me way possible, and put a finger under his chin and closed his mouth.

"You need to not stare." And I walked away, sitting next to Queenie.

"Ok, you are an incredible flirt. You will fit right in." Queenie whispered. I giggled and looked over at Harry. His face was tomato red. I smirked.

Not so tough anymore.

"OOOO we need to take you to Ursula's place. The fish and chips are to die for!" Queenie sang. Hanna grinned like the Mad Hatter and pulled Cassy onto her feet.

"We are going there right now!" Hanna pulled Cassy and Queenie and led the way. After releasing I should be following them, Harry was in front of me, holding his hand out. I raise an eyebrow.

"What?"

"This is the part where you say 'do you trust me?'" He rolled his eyes and pulled me off the sofa. He dragged me through a maze of alleyways. I would never remember how to get back there if I tried. 

"And here we have Ursula's fish and chips." He pulled me through a door to present...

A dirty old fish and chip shop.

Why on planet Earth is this place so popular?

He pulled me over to a table, sitting down next to Cassy and opposite me.

"So..what was he like?" Hanna smiled

"Who?"

"The boy who made you look at the world like that." 'I sighed.

"Alex. Alex Liddell. I miss him so much...he was...my best friend. The only person who could make me laugh. He...helped me through a hard time."

"Did you love him?" Harry looked at me, like the answer to this question would decide whether he lived or died.

"No. I think... I think we were just friends." His shoulders seem to relax. I smiled and turned to the burgers Hanna had ordered.

Lets just say. They look like sick mixed with brains.

I pushed it away and muttered "not hungry" as a knot formed in my stomach. Why did talking about Alex make me feel uncomfortable?... It's probably just the burger.

"Hey!" I turned to see the girl with long blue plats and a captain hat on. "You gonna eat that?"

"I'm sorry. Who are you?" I asked, ignoring Harry's comment of: "Too british. Too polite. Too Darling"

"Uma." She said, like it was supposed to mean something.

Is it?

"Is that supposed to mean something? What type of name is Uma anyway?"I heard a few chuckles and gasps.

"Im the daughter of Ursula."

"Who?"

"What are you? An idiot?"