Neverland (Started!!!)

Storm
After our failed attempts at hunting, we lay in the sweet-smelling grass and I closed my eyes. Immediately the awful moment from this morning came reeling back and I shut my eyes tight and pinched the skin on my fingers to keep from crying.
I lay down by myself the group away from me, I had already marked myself as a loser, an outsider. Rayah was too busy with Alex to notice, which was fine by me, she needed to have some time with that boy. Her sunny blonde hair snaked through the grass as she talked feverishly to him. He listened with a content look on his face. Would that be me and Peter if he actually had feelings for me, feelings for girls?
As if he had read the very contents of my mind, Peter himself trampled into our little grassy nap. His face was hidden by a very fat animal but I could have sworn he looked angry. But that was only a moment, and he was happy, cheerful, gloating. His eyes wandered over the crowd, over me and he smiled like nothing ever happened. That stung more than anything. If he avoided me, at least I would know that our conversation affected him too. This made me feel unreasonably bitter and cruel. I looked away.
"We'll have ham tonight! Barbecue anyone?" His call rang to the treetops in triumph and all of the Never Kids immediately looked up to his god-like figure and screamed in delight. "All right then! We'll take this back! Follow me" A little parade of worshippers followed him like a ton of puppies following their ma. I strayed behind, kicking rocks in the back. I resolved that I'd have to get over him and have fun or go home.

Peter Pan
When we got back to the HIdeout, i immediatly noticed that Storm wasn't with us, so I set the boar to roast over a fire on a spit, telling somebody to keep turning it. I went back to the clearing, finding Storm kicking rocks around angrily. I hesitated a moment, not sure of what I was doing, becacuse Nibs had never answered me. What was I supposed to say to her? I felt that if I said something wrong, then Storm would hate me. I landed beside her, tapping her on the shoulder, "Are you angry at me, Storm? What did I do?"

Alex~

That big lump of meat meant only one thing, tonight would be another celebration. I don't know what made me feel so depressed, maybe it was because of my parents or I had hit my head way to hard. Yet almost everyone seemed too happy I didn't want to ruin their fun so I just went along.

I wasn't the only one that felt depressed. Storm was more quiet than ever. When we got to the hideout she stayed behind. I could see that Peter had noticed and after giving Nibs orders he went back outside.

I went straight to my bunk and lay down putting my hands under my head and stared up at the ceiling. The headache was coming back and now my head was throbbing. I could hear laughter and loud noises around me, I couldn't stand it. Outside wasn't an option because I didn't want to get caught in the scene with Peter and Storm. I just had to fall asleep, that was the best I could do. I closed my eyes but the only thing I could see was my mother and father at the kitchen table.

Rayah~

I saw Alex walk bck inside And I followed. He closed his eyes at his bed and I smiled, kneeling at his side, "Hello." I said knowing he couldn't sleep.

Storm
The evening's hot and golden sun almost caught me by surprise as it drooped away into twilight. The way it left to heat someone else's day reminded me of my pet dog, Rufus, padding away to go to his kennel. I mused some more about my life and what it had become. My parents would have given their disapproving glare if they saw what I was up to. They were old-fashioned, and ladies did not tell their "suitors" they enjoyed their company--oh, what a mess I made!
By the time I had finished my miserable thoughts, I noticed suddenly that Peter and his parade had left. I was completely alone in the jungle. That was when the creepy noises started tugging at my ears and the flashing eyes of some predatory animal caught my glance.
Leaves and twigs crunched under something's feet. I looked up startled to find my worst nightmare and best savior, Peter.
Obviously he had just landed after flying and I pretended, stupidly, that I had not seen him. So he tapped me on the shoulder like some insolent and attention-seeking unbelievably handsome child. "Are you angry at me, Storm? What did I do?"
What did he do? This was such a straightforward question from a person who usually gives answers in half-riddles. I didn't know what to say. Not much to my credit, my will gave up and the tears that were hiding under my eyelids popped out and I sobbed uncontrollably. Oh dear, what would he think of me now? Some stupid damsel in distress. I made myself sick.

Peter Pan
After all my years, and I knew that it was quite a lot, I still had no idea what made girls cry. The only time that I ever remembered crying was when Tink had died, before children clapping for her in their sleep had saved her. Or at least that was the only time that I would ever own up to it. Storm buried her face in her hands, weeping into them like something had broken her heart. But what? What would make a girl cry so much?

Hesitatantly, I pulled her in so that she could cry on my tattered rag of a shirt. I must have sounded incredibly stupid, but I whispered to her, "Hey, don't cry. It'll be alright, whatever 'it' is." I couldn't help but feel that she was crying over something that I had done, but what could I have done? I had no clue, and it made me feel so stupid.

When I said that, she looked up, tears on her red cheeks, glistening in the dying golden-orange sunset. She said nothing, and just looked at me as if I were the stupidest person in the world. Then she closed her eyes and cried almost silently, tears running in paths down her cheeks.

I felt an odd feeling, in the pit of my stomach, as if I were about to throw up, but at the same time, it was pleasant. And I felt compelled to do the strangest thing. Not thinking, like I always did, I leaned over and pressed my lips to her forhead, hugging her tighter to me.

Storm
I sobbed for many reasons that I couldn't put into words for Peter. I missed home, I felt ugly and unwanted, I felt like a stupid damsel in distress, and I didn't know what I wanted from Peter.

My trembling hands covered my salty-sticky tears. By then I knew my eyes had swelled to an unbelievable size and my cheeks were plastered by the runaway criminals.

When I was about to run off, away from this stupid mess and away from everything, I felt a calloused hand tug on my shoulders (he was a good bit taller than me) and pull me into his worn short. He smelled of the earth after a good rain shower and a roasting fire all at once.

His lips ran close to my ears and I shivered when they whispered ever so delicately in my ear, "Hey, don't cry. It'll be alright, whatever 'it' is." I looked up surprised to find him staring at me curiously through the dying half-light, as if he had not seen me right until now. Again his handsomeness overwhelmed me. Those green eyes that had a spark of gold in them seemed older and younger than time and his sweet licorice red hair burned like the very sun. The most attractive thing about Peter was that he had no idea what effect he had on me and the other Never Kids; that he was not aware of his beauty.

I did not realize that while I was reflecting upon his features, I was still crying. The oddest thing happened to Peter. He gave me a strange look: like his insides were being turned inside-out and then again pulled me to him and kissed my forehead. He hugged on to me like I was the only life-jacket in his storm of emotions.

Through his Dobby-like rag of a shirt, I could feel his lean muscles barely moving and hear his heart drum. Da-dum, da-dum.

Slowly so I would not startle him, I snaked my arms up his body until they hooked around his neck. By this time, I remember not thinking I had any control over what I was doing--this was all instinct. Back at home, I never had a boyfriend or kissed a guy but I remember mooning over some star athlete or movie star (or a five member british boy band).

I looked into his luminescent eyes and did one of the bravest things of my life: I kissed him--on the lips.

Peter Pan
I..but...uh...what? I had no idea what my emotions were doing. But then again, feelings like this were completely new and foreign to me. Why did I feel this way, all warm and fuzzy on the inside? I tried to kiss her back, but for all that I knew, I was just repulsing her. Then we both drew away, as if we knew what the other was doing.

I gave her a grin, and I could feel myself float up into the air without any direction from me. I couldn't help but give out a joyful laugh, giggling to myself high in the air. Suddenly, I could feel a change about the island. Just as the sun finished sinking behind the horizon, it stopped and came back up in fast forward motion. The sun came back up to its place at high noon, then started sinking fast until it was sunset again.

I came back down, but I found that I couldn't completely touch the ground, and I could only hover an inch from the forest floor, grinning at her. I was too hapy to be on the ground. She looked completely overwhelmed by what had just happened, staring slack-jawed, her eyes jumping from the horizon to me and back again. I was still laughing quietly to myself; I had never felt joy like this.

Closer than I would have liked, I heard the clock of Mr. Grin. Tick-tock, closer to our clearing. So I blew Pixie Dust off my hand onto Storm and grabbed her hand, taking her back to the Hideout, still smiling.

Alex~

My frustration had been building up, I wanted to be alone. The beating in my head didn't help there. "Hello" someone said without thinking i snapped "Leave me alone" I heard a sigh "alright" the voice said very sadly.

I opened my eyes to see Rayah walk away. How stupid am I, what an idiot. I thought to myself and clenched my teeth.

Rayah

I looked back at him. "If you wanna talk...I'm here." I said leaning against the door.

Storm
That kiss was the most amazing thing I had ever done; and he kissed me back with his honey-tasting lips moving back and forth in sync with mine. I could not comprehend why he had never kissed a girl before, he was like a natural. After a while of mixing faces, we both stopped. Peter let out a yelp (of happiness, I hoped). His body leapt into the air as nimbly and naturally as a sparrow. In fact he looked more animal than man in the way he reacted to our mutual emotions.
As he was up in the air, the sinking sun reversed and set into high noon, displaying his power over the island that I never fully understood. My pink lips and white teeth hung open in what must of looked like stupid surprise. Then I grinned with him, I don't think I could have done anything else at the time.

Tick-tock, tick-tock. Mr. Grin! Suddenly I was startled out of our reverie and Peter must have noticed it too so he sprinkled me with fairy dust from his pouch at his ragged side. We flew off together to Hangman's Tree and I could have been the happiest girl alive except for the fact that I was worried about the others. What would they think? They would probably judge me and think I am the kind of girl that uses "romantic" means to get what I want. I shuddered and Peter looked at me, noticing my fear.

"Are you okay, Storm? I wasn't bad...was I?" His green eyes looked worriedly into my brown ones.

"Of course! It's nothing. You were great." I blushed, "That wasn't what I meant...Uh..." I kissed him on the cheek as we flew above the tiny treetops and he in turn kissed me on the nose and I laughed.

Ardy-

Peter and Storm just flew in. They looked extemely happy for some reason. "Aw, I missed it!" I thought, diasppointed. Then I heard the legendary tick-tock tick-tock of Mr. Grin. I grinned and stood out on a branch hoping to catch a sight of the enormous crocidile.

I could see rustling in the bushes and trees about a half mile from us. It steadily grew closer and louder.

I leaned out a little too far and the next thing I knew, I was lying flat on my back. Nobody had seen me fall, and Mr. Grin was getting closer.

Tick-tock tick-tock.

I hurried scrambled for a grip on the smooth trunk. My fingers brushed a ledge and I caught it.

Tick-tock tick-tock

Just as I pulled myself up, Mr. Grin emerged. I stood still, hoping he wouldn't notice me.

Tinkerbell
I had watched the entire thing from my spot in the trees. Whenever Peter banished me, I still hung around him to make sure that he didn't get himself killed. Honestly, without me, Peter would be at the bottom of the ocean with a hook slashed throat.

I didn't feel angry when he and the Girl kissed. Instead, I felt the coldness of depression in my chest. I watched in tears as he was so happy that the sun reversed itself. I flew down from my high branch as he kissed her on the tip of her nose and they flew away together, hand-in-hand. I sat on a mushroom that grew on the side of a tree, just crying. peter didn't love me anymore. This was just like with Wendy! He abandoned me again, and for what? Some girl making sad eyes at him?

Then I remembered what happened last time. Wendy missed her family and left Peter without hesitation. He was sad for a while, and moped around, but eventually I had Peter all to myself again. This girl would leave him too; all kids that he brought here grew up eventually. The only human on this island who was really devoted to staying a kid was Peter. This girl would abandon him, and then he would come back to me, back to the only one who stayed with him, despite all that he had done to me.

I was about to fly away when I was caught by an old, smelly red hat. I could hear Smee chuckle jovially, "I gots 'er! Cap'n will be so happy to see you, my dear. I hope that you aren't too uncomfortable. You'll be more comfortable once we get to the Jolly Roger."

Spoiler

Hey everyone! Just trying to get the SB back up and running again XD

Storm
We flew down into our hideout, apparent smiles still plastered on our faces. I could not find Rayah in the crowd, I needed to see her this very instant. But I did see Ardy with his evil smile... But none of that mattered because I just had my first amazing kiss-- with Peter Pan!

Rayah-

Alex didn't answer me so I sighed and walked back to the hideout. I saw storm with her cheeks as red as apples and I smiled at her before stepping infront of her. "What happened?!" I said happily, knowing she was exited.