Wendy just moved to London and met her neighbors Peter Pan and his parents. The two got off by the wrong foot and become to dislike each other. Or so they thought. See what happens on the adventure through high school.
The rest of the week went by with a breeze. Yes, there was the walks with Peter, the glares from Tinkerbell, the occasional bullying from Ariel's sisters who were nothing like her, but it was a busy week. But now, now it's time for some fun. Yup, it's Friday, which means Peter's party.
Wendy's party outfit:
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My dress stopped 3/4 of my thigh and of course I had my signature vans. Peter is gonna die after tonight, ha! VENGEANCE SHALL BE MINE!!! Now, for my hair...
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Perfect! Not a lot of makeup, just light highlights and eyeliner. Alright. I'm ready! "Bye Mother! I'll be back by 11:30!" I shouted from the door. "ALRIGHT, DARLING! BE CAREFUL AND HAVE FUN!" My mother replied. "BUT NOT TOO MUCH FUN!" My father added. I chuckled and replied to his comment. "Okay, father! BYE!" I ran across the street, looking both ways before I crossed. The party started seven minutes go and there were LOTS of students here. Wait- are those seniors? DAAAAAAAAAAAAANG! Oh and Peter's parents are on a business trip until next Friday. How convenient!
Knock, knock, knokity, knock, knock!
I knocked. Peter opened the door, head facing behind him. "Ruffio, unload the other sodas from the cooler! Sorry about that, come on..." He finally acknowledged me. He looked up and down with a flushed face that had a smirk formed. Oh, revenge would definitely work if he's already like this, red in the face. "...in...uh, Darling, didn't expect you to come." I smiled. "Well, I am your friend as you would say, right? And I'm kinda offended as a friend that you didn't think I would come......now, excuse Mr Red Man, but I believe we have some partying to do." I smirked and walked past his flustered and dazed self.
