Wendy & Peter, the amateur and the star

Chapter 3

The girls pulled up into the student parking lot when Wendy remembered. Students and classmates saw her video and Instagram post! She told Jane and they both flopped in their seats, loathing the moment they walk inside the building. They sulk out of the car and walk through the doors. All eyes landed on them, whispers starting. They awkwardly walked to their lockers and opened them, taking the things they needed before lunch. Wendy was about to close her door when a hand did it for her. Oh bloody hel-

        "Wendy! A little bird told me that you're gonna have a record deal with Neverland records!" Belle snarls out. "I thought you saw her post-"
"Shut up, Snow!"
"Sorry Belle."
"Oh, just look who's with her!" Cinderella interjects, eyeing Jane.
"Oh my god!" ( Heathers anyone?)

"Anyways...What do you want?" Wendy asked, annoyed. She felt bad for Snow White and Cindy but it was their choice to be the Queen B's minions! Not hers! "If you meet Peter Pan, put in a good word about me? Set me up or something?" Belle asked, sounding almost desperate. Wendy blinked and her and Jane stared at the girl, in utter disgust and disbelief. 

"No."

Belle blinked with slight shock. "No? What do you mean by "No"?" Wendy scoffs. "Exactly what I said. No. N O. No. Just because you're daddy is a rich inventor and people suck up to you because of fear instead of adoration doesn't mean you can get everything you want. You are a spoiled bratty biotch. So no." Belle and her minions gapped at her in shock. "Well, we're gonna be late to class so bye, bi***es!" Jane farewells. Wendy didn't even scold her for her language as they walked away. When they rounded the corner, they high fived and silently squealed. 

The rest of the day was weird. There was an occasional picture or autograph, even a teacher asked but it was her favorite teacher, Jane's father, so that was kind of comfortable, but other than that, it was a normal day. (You'll gonna hate me but-) Her boyfriend, James Hook congratulated her with a big hug, because she wasn't comfy with kissing. (OOPS!:>) She thought it was too early in their relationship. She just didn't have a...good vibe with him and kissing.

(Don't hate me! It's only chappy 3!)

When the last bell rang, they rushed to their lockers and out the door, racing to the car. They might have been one of the last one's in but they sure weren't the last ones out! They jumped out of the car and try to hide the rushing excitement by casually walking into the building and up to Mr. Disney's office, knocking the specific amount of times. He opened the door and smiled at the to ecstatic girls. He lead them up the elevator and down a hall that was filled with bunches of doors with names of Disney stars. They stopped in front of a door that had a blue cursive "WENDY DARLING" on it. Wendy's head was buzzing! She might just actually faint this time! Walter opened the door and Wendy and Jane gasped.

"Woooooooooooooah!" They amazed in union. The room was huge! Divided into two areas, one into a recording studio and the other side into basically a mini apartment. Bathroom with the essentials, a huge couch that could be made into a pull-out bed, a walk-in closet, a mini closet for hair accessories and product and makeup products, mini kitchen, etc! After they looked around in awe, they walked to a door the had a green standard written "PETER PAN" on it. The girls were almost bouncing with excitement. Wendy was for some reason less excited then she thought she would be. 

Walter knocked and opened the door. They stepped in the room and saw the messy-haired red head in the recording studio and a brown haired boy on the outside of it, head phones on both of their heads. 

"Bro, that's your girl?

Guys don't like me,
These guys, they don't like me,
These guys don't like me
Cause their girlfriends,

Guys don't like me,
These guys, they don't like me,

These guys don't like me 'cause their girlfriends,

Guys don't like me,
These guys, they don't like me,
These guys don't like me
Cause their girlfriends,

Guys don't like me,
These guys, they don't like me,
These guys don't like me
Cause their girlfriends do

Do do do, do do do do, do do do
Their girlfriends do

Do do do, do do do do, do do do

Their girlfriends do!"

                      "Hehe! Alright man! Oh, Mr. Disney! Pete! Walter is here!" The brown haired notified. Peter looked up as he took of his head phones and hopped out the booth. " 'Sup, Mr. Dis!" Walter chuckled, hands behind his back. "Hello Peter! I see you just finished recording?" Peter nodded. "Yurp! This must be Wendy and Jane, right?" The girls nodded. "Cool!" Walter began walking to the door. "Well, you know what to do so I'll be off now!" And with that, he left them to the task. Wendy turned to Peter with an outstretched hand as the door closed.

"I'm -" She was cut off. "Wendy! Then the other is Jane, but I'm just guessing." He shook her hand and walked over to the mini fridge, taking out a POP can. Wendy was slightly surprised but put on a smile. "Yes!" Brunette boy sat on the couch and Peter followed. "This is Tarzan, Tarzan, Wendy and Jane, Wendy and Jane, Tarzan, Tarzan, Peter, Peter, Tarzan, Peter, Jane, Jane, Peter, Jane, Wendy, Wendy, Jane, ectara ectara and on and on!" He panted and sipped his now opened soda as Wendy and Jane stared blankly blinking. Tarzan patted on the couch, telling the girls to sit. Wendy sat next to Peter and Jane, Tarzan. Jane put her hand out to Tarzan. "Jane." He took the hand and shook. "Cool, I'm Tarzan."  

While Tarzan and Jane went off into their own conversation, Wendy and Peter started one as well. 

"So, what's it like being in school? I haven't been in a while so, ya' know?" Wendy sat up straighter, thinking. "Well, did you have the stereotypical jock boys?" He nodded. "I actually was one but not the "Hey-I'm-gonna-take-your-lunch-money-and-give-you-a-swirly" kind." She nodded and giggles at his answer. "I like your little giggle, Darling. It's cute." She gave him a questionable but amused look. "Really now? I would think you would say that to every girl!" He chuckles as he places his soda can on the coffee table in front of them. "No, just the special ones." He winks at her and she momentarily freezes. She felt as if she's seen that wink before....maybe it's because he's on every other billboard... "Um, well. There are those people but the Queen B versions! Her name literally starts with a B! It's ridiculous how spoiled and bratty she is and just because her father is that famous inventor, Maurice!"

"Her little minions, Cinderella and Snow, follow her every command! She hates me the most out of everyone though, and just because I turned her offer to be one of her minions down. The blood nerve!" Her face tints red as she finishes and he laughs under his breath. "What?" He shakes his head. "It's just that even when your mad you look like a wittle baby! You're so cute!" He nuzzled the air in front of her causing her to laugh. "See! You are impossible!" He exclaimed. 

"Okay, okay! I get it!" She stuck her tongue out. "Song time?" He nodded and they got to work.

They ended up making a song about the conflictions of letting someone go and named it:

"I know what you did last summer"

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YEEEEEEEEEEE! I AM SOO HAPPY I GOT THIS DONE!