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?"