Chapter 3

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EDITED: July 6, 2017

Jenny's POV

I woke up before sunrise. I always used to wake up extremely early to avoid the two idiots that I lived with.

Now is not the time to think about those two. You're in Neverland now it's all in the past. I wonder if Peter is awake?

I tip toed over to his tent and peeked through the entrance. He snored slightly indicating he's sleeping. Rule #1 Pan, don't sleep around your friends, especially around me.

I tip toed around the camp to get certain items, like a bucket and ice cold water. I know, I'm evil. I walked into Peter's tent and stood over his sleeping form.

3...

2...

1...

SPLASH!

I watched as Peter bolted up from the bed and looked around frantically, and then his eyes landed on me and the bucket in my hands then back to me.

I slowly put the bucket on the floor and said,

"You can't see me!" While I waved my hand in front of my face, and backed up to leave.

Well, planned to leave because I was frozen in place by an invisible force. Well... I'm in a shîtload of trouble. I watched as Peter circled around me thinking what my punishment was going to be.

Then I just realized... He was shirtless.

"Are you done admiring my abs?" Peter smirked.

I scoffed then said, "You mean the six rolls on your stomach? Yeah I'm done staring." I smirked back.

He ignored my comment and went on with what he was saying.

"Anyways with what I was saying, what you pulled will not go unpunished."

"Oooh, what are you gonna do, tickle me to death?" I mocked.

What could he possibly do to torture me?

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-At a cliff-

"Are you fücking insane!!" I was tied up and being held upside down over a cliff, and below was the crashing ocean waves. If he let go, I'd plummet to my death and my flesh would be eaten by vicious mermaids.

Yep, that will be a wonderful sight to see. For Peter.

"Okay Peter, I'm sorry, will you please forgive me." This dude won't take a damn joke.

"Well since you're begging I guess I won't let you die." He said smugly.

"Who said I was be-" Jenny just shut up for once so you don't die.

Peter put me down on the ground and untied me. When I was about to get back up, he pushed me back down.

"Ow what the hell!?" He grabbed my face with one hand and pulled my face close to his.

"I will not hesitate to kill you if you pull shît like that again." He told me keeping a calm voice which I knew it was dangerous. He was dangerous.

Wow, someone's on his man period. One day he's hugging you, and then the next day he has you over a cliff.

I just nodded and got up to leave, but then Peter grabbed my arm and turned me around to look at him. "Jen, I'm serious." He warned. No shît Sherlock, but instead I said.

"Yeah I know." I yanked my arm out of his grip and walked back to camp.

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-At camp-

Once I reached camp, I decided to introduce my self to lost boys who weren't here when I was here last time. I walked over to a boy sharpening his knife.

"Hello, my name is Jenny, what's your name?"

"Slightly, why are you here?" Slightly looked at me with disgust. Okay, I'm gonna act like he did not just look at me that.

"Cause I'm lost like the rest of you so... Yeah." I answered.

"But you're a girl and girls don't belong on this island, they're weak and useless." Slightly is getting on my nerves now.

"Well Slightly, you're forgetting that everyone in this camp, came out of a vagina, so you should be thankful you're alive here today if it wasn't for your birth giver." That shut him up.

We're honestly aren't going to get along in the future so I walked over to another lost boy. Let's hope this one isn't ignorant.

"Hey, the name's Jenny." I hold out my hand for him to shake it.

"My name is Thomas." He shook my hand and smiled. Thank goodness he isn't a little shît.

We talked for a little while until I decided to go introduce myself to another lost boy. As I said goodbye to Thomas, I went over to a little boy who's looks about 4 or 5. Aww, he's sitting all by himself.

I sat down next to him and said,

"Hey little guy, why are you sitting by yourself?"

"The big kids won't let me play with them." My heart just died.

"Well who needs them and their stupid games anyway, their games are so boring, do you want to hang out with me instead?" I asked.

"Okay!"

"What's your name? I'm Jenny."

"I'm Kevin." This kid is the cutest. When I was going to ask another question, Peter announced that it was training time. I took Kevin by the hand and started to walk to the training area.

"He's not a baby, you know. He can take care of himself." Peter said.

"You realize he's only a child, right?" How can a 5 year old take care of himself. Peter seriously needs to take a parenting 101 course because this is ridiculous.

"You can't be his mother, Jenny." Peter sternly said.

"Watch me"

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