HELLO! This might be my favorite miniseries so far! This fanfiction is on NEVERLAND, the miniseries from SyFy channel! That's why this Peter Pan seems less cocker and has brown hair with brown eyes. If your're confused on this version of Peter Pan, 101% suggest the show to you! It's about where and how Peter Pan started out, but in this story I'm writing, it's the same Peter, but different time along with my OC character! Enjoy! DISCLAIMER: (as much as I'd love for this to be real and Peter to be mine!) I DON'T OWN ANY OF PETER PAN
Thank you and have fun!
"Don't be stupid, Rachel, that's just a dim-witted myth. It's a story that only exist in books and movies," Said Kat, Rachel's sister, who was,
may I add, younger than her by 4 years. Rachel moped into the hall. "Kat, I know it's silly and a bit crazy but I think that he's real He could be
in London! Or at the park! Or right OUTSIDE!" Kat slowly rolled her eyes at Rachel, handing her a sympathetic gaze. "Aw, Rachie. 14 years old
and you STILL are clueless. It's really pathetic and I do feel bad for you, truly," Kat swore nodding and raising her right hand. Rachel glared narrowly. "Shut up, Kat," she spat at her 10 year old sister. Kat glared back and Rachel turned out to walk into her room. "Grow up, Rachel!
" she hollered. Rachel muted out her sister's annoying voice by slamming her door. Rachel pressed her palms against the solid before sighing
and jumping onto her bed. "Grow up Rachel," she mimicked her sister. "Whatever! I know somewhere out there; no matter in a park, or a tree
or in London.." Rachel fell flat on her back, cushions under her. "'…You're waiting for someone to fall for you…" She laughed. "Well," she said to herself as she dimmed her lights and covered her body with her covers. "…I'm right here," Rachel drifted off to sleep…
…It started out as a blur."Go on, I won't bite," the boy said, smirking to himself looking down at Rachel. She reached out to feel his face, such
a glorious face he had. But, it was nothing like anyone thought his face was to look like; blonde hair, blue eyes. Oh, no; He had soft looking dark brown eyes, his skin pale as snow. His hair was grown into a shaggy, brown mess; but it looked better that way. He had a way with looks,
though. One look and you'll faint. So innocence and pure. What a dream to dream… he laughed in a attractive way before looking into her eyes. "Stay…" he started to lean in, "…Forever…"
"RACHEL! WE'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" Kat shouted through her door, waking her suddenly. She startlingly gasped, taking in what was a reality
and what was a dream. And this-"RACHEL! !"- was NOT a dream. It was her living nightmare. Rachel tramped down her steps, purposely slamming them into the steps as loud as she could. Then, because she was odd, tiptoed down the rest of the stairwell.
"So when are you going to London again, Rachel? Tonight?" Her best friend, let along, ONLY friend asked her, leaning up against the wall.
Rachel smiled dreamily, with a gaze of a young girl's dreams in waves that washed into one sea of childhood and passion; which was such a
strange pair. "Yes! But that's not soon enough, Jack! I wish it'll be sooner," Jack shook his head, throwing her a confused grin. "Why do 'ya
wanna go so much?" Rachel looked down at her hands, and then glanced up, blushing a bit. "Just foolish reasons," Jack nodded. "Well, Rachel. You're just a foolish girl, so , that makes perfect sense," he joked. Rachel playfully pushed him and laughed.
"Goodbye New York, hello London," Rachel whispered as she stepped onto the plane. She sat next to the window, Kat humming to her music next to her. Rachel smiled down as they left the ground…
… "Stay…" he leaned in ever so slowly. "…Forever…" Rachel took a big breather and then closed her eyes, puckered her lips slightly, and was
leaning in, but right before his lips tipped hers, he laughed. Rachel opened her eyes. "What's funny?" she asked startled. He gave her a nod. "You, my good friend, are fun to play with," She smiled. "Well, you're my only player," He smirked. "You're my only game,"…
"Please get ready to board, we're about to arrive to your destination…" the speakers trailed off. Rachel shook awake. Kat was bouncing in her
seat; she seemed to have been up all night through the plane ride. Rachel looked up front, watching everyone starting to get up. She felt a jolt of electricity go through her, she was one step closer to something that she didn't even plan on...
"Hello Kitty Kat!" Rachel heard as she saw Kat be hugged tightly by an elder."Hey, baby! Oh, you've gotten so tall! Come here and give me a
big hug," Aunt Talia said, throwing her arms out at Rachel. Rachel smiled at old aunt and lightly patted her back. "Hi, Aunt Talia. How's that rent-out room working out?" She looked seriously at Rachel. "Oh, dear, about that," she began. Rachel, concerned, huddled up to her.
"Someone rented it out for the next 2 weeks," Rachel smiled widely "Well that's great! Why do you… seem…so…blah?" Aunt Talia laughed
heartily before gaining her stern gaze back. "Dear… it's a boy," I looked around, trying to catch the gimmick. "…AND…?" Kat leaned into our
conversation, also intrigued on where this was going exactly. She sighed and shook her head. "Oh, never mind, I don't understand why I was
so worried for you. Now, who would like to go home and have a cup of tea with some cookies?" I snorted as Kat childishly waved her hand around and began to pull my luggage toward the exit sign.