❝What's a 'Lost Boy'?❞ ❝You're a Lost Boy!❞ ❝But... I'm not lost?❞

Peter Pan. A ruthless, cold-hearted boy who refuses to love. Amanda Stone. A sixteen year old, adopted girl who holds magic within her. She doesn't trust him one bit; and Peter only wants her for her power. But what will happen when feelings conquer? Is it possible for the heartless boy to love? --- "This was the best Peter Pan story I have ever read. I love it so much." - manderton2001 "I screamed louder than I should have from perfection." - miles_moxley_mahone "You win an achievement because I never cry over a book and now....OMG." - ksrenske Highest ranking: #1 neverland, #1 Pan, #1 robbiekay, #1 ouat --- warning: i wrote this when i was 14 so there are some cringe moments.

So this is how my life is supposed to be. I always wondered what it would be like to meet Pan and now I know. he's heartless, deceptive, demanding, irritating but yet I still find something about him attractive. URGH! why me? A class is taken from school by Pans shadow and they find themselves face to face with the boy himself. There is something different about one girl though,Brooklyn. she's not afraid of Pan and willingly joins the lost boys. . Join them on their adventures as they go through changes, hatred, love and pirates! . slow beginning, but it gets more interesting the further you get. one of my first few story's so it probably isn't that good.

To me, Peter Pan always seemed like he can get any girl's interest. After meeting him for the first time, I have decided that my fate didn't belong to him. Peter, untainted by my rejection, took it as a challenge. A game, if you prefer. 10 days for me to fall in love with him which meant 10 days for him to prove himself to me. If I didn't reveal any feelings towards him by then, I was granted access off the island. But if I caved in to him, I, Amber Hawthorne, would never leave Neverland ever again. One problem, everyone knows that Peter Pan never fails. {FINISHED, BUT EDITING}

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"