“Who are you?” Blair asks from the stranger she just pumped into. “Who are you, where am I and what do you want?”
“Calm down Blair.” The cute boy says and smirks. He has a dirty blond hair, tall figure and he looks pretty fit. Blair feels her heart beating faster but she ignores it - she has to focus.
“How do you know my name?” She asks. The boy steps closer but Blair backs off until her back hits a tree. ‘Shit.’ She thinks. ‘I’m trapped.’ I guess the boy gets it too because he walks closer to her and leans closer.
“You have a lot of questions and lucky for you I have all the answers. And well, you are in Neverland. I know you because you used to visit here when you were a child. And what I want? Well…” He smirks again and looks at Blair from head to toes. He wiggles his eyebrows and licks his lips. “What else… Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter. Peter Pan.”
“No…”Blair says. “No you are not. He is nothing but a fictional character and this is so not Neverland. Because Neverland and Peter Pan is pure fiction.”
“Honey, didn’t you feel the boat flying? Didn’t you hear the mermaids singing? Look around. Do you see something familiar? Trees? No?”
Blair stops breathing. It feels crazy but ‘Peter’ has a point. She thought that the boat was flying. She thought that she heard mermaids singing. And no, she doesn’t see anything familiar… Expect ‘Peter’ of course. He looks very familiar and she could swear she has heard his voice before.
“Okay… So… I’m in Neverland.”
“Yes you are.”’Peter’ says. “I’m glad you are smart enough to understand that. I mean, you are a girl. Can I call you my lost girl?”
“Absolutely not!” Blair says and glares at him. First she thought he was crazy but now he just seems arrogant, stupid and rude. “I’m not yours and I’m not lost!”
“Oh you are not, aren’t you?”
“Fine!” Peter says and smiles. “Have a great night, watch out for pirates and snakes, see you at the camp and don’t be late, it’s dinner time! BYE!” And just like that he is gone.
“Peter!” Blair screams. “Peter, come back to me, right now. Peter!” Blair waits for a while, but nothing. There is no sound or sign about him so she starts to walk. She has no idea where to go because she didn’t see Peter’s direction. So she just walks and walks until she hits something-
“Ouch!” She whines. “Watch your steps!”
“Darling, that should be mine. I mean, YOU pumped into ME.” She doesn’t need to see to understand who is she facing. Peter.
“Where did you go?” she asks and looks up to him. Peter is very long. Probably something like 5’9 and blair feels slightly jealous. She has always wanted to be long but no. She is not as short as a hobbit but almost.
“Why do you care? Did you miss me?” Peter asks and Blair rolls her eyes.
“I did not. But I want you to show me something.” She says with a confident tone. “Fly.”
“You want me to fly?” Peter asks and laughs a little. Blair glares at him and waits. She need to see this. She needs to know that she isn’t crazy and that this isn’t all her imagination. She needs to KNOW. Peter nods and before Blair notices Peter had swept her off her feet, holding her bridal-style. Suddenly she feels lighter and longer. She is as tall as the trees. She looks at the ground and realises that it’s true. Peter is flying.
“Fuck.” She says. “Put me down! I just wanted YOU to fly, I didn’t say that I want to fly.” She looks at ground again and gulps. They are flying very high. If Peter drop her now....
“It’s alright, babe. I’m been doing this for a while. Besides, we are flying to my camp. Just enjoy the ride, this doesn’t happen very often. You can close your eyes if you want.”
She looks around only to realise that he wasn’t lying. They really are in Neverland. And Neverland is a very beautiful place.
“Okay.” He says. Bair looks at ground: They are slowly landing. She feels slightly disappointed, she liked it up there.
“Don’t look so unhappy. You can ride me, -I mean you can ride with me- anytime you want. Now, follow me.”
“I’m not a dog!” Blair says. She doesn’t do like he told her. She stops walking and crosses her arms.
“Bad choice, baby.” Peter says and smirk. “You are the first lost girl. I know, I know, Disney wrote that there was a girl named Wendy,blah blah, but no. There wasn’t. And now that you are here.. Well. You need to learn few things. In Neverland, there is no democracy. There is me. Peter Pan. And I’m not a king, I’m THE King. And I wanna have my Queen. You.”
“There’s no way that I’m gonna stay here.” Blair says.
“Trust me. This place is way better than the one you had in London. Or is it? Maybe you wanna go back to your old life. How’s your father? Drunk? Yes. Or that little…-”
“Shut up.” Selenia says. “Shut the fuck up, I’ll do anything, just shut up.”
“Yes, my Queen.” Peter says and bows. “Welcome to Neverland baby.”
“There’s now way that I’m gonna share a bed with you.” Blair says. Peter brought her into his treehouse. It’s pretty cool by the way - from the outside it looks very small but when you step in you realise it’s all hellenisation. There is kitchen, living room, bathroom and bedroom. And everything looks pretty fancy.
“I know you want to.” Peter says. “You are just playing hard to get.”
“No, I’m not. I DO NOT WANNA SHARE A FUCKING BED WITH YOU.”
Peter smirks at her. “You’ve got fire. I like fire. But you are the Queen now, so I guess I’ll take the couch.”
Blair feels slightly surprised. She didn’t expect this kindness from him. “Thank you.”
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