Chapter II

"If you're real, save me, Peter," she manages to whisper before she could even hit the ground.

Amorivia felt the slightest pain. It was as if a fire ant had bit her. Nevertheless, nothing more could she feel hurt. She opened her eyes and surprised to gaze at a pair of gray ones.

"P-peter?" She stutters, her heart beating faster than ever.

The boy smiled, perhaps it was the sweetest smile she had ever seen. The boy carried her back up into her room.

"I'd like to personally invite you to my place," the boy, with an angelic voice told her.

Amorivia frowned. "Do you mean Neverland?"

"Second to the right and straight on till morning."

"You are Peter!" She cries happily. "I'd gladly go with you."

No further questions and doubts were clouding her head. Perhaps she had gone too excited to have forgotten about Peter's whereabouts. She forgot that Peter was supposed to have Tinker Bell with him and his clothes should've been made of auburn leaves and cobwebs.

"Take my hand, lady and we shall fly to your Neverland!" His voice inviting as ever.

"The Neverland!" She yells in excitement.

The boy, who was about the same height as her, was floating up in the air. Ready to go and fly, giving her a hand.

"I can't fly without Pixie dust and oh! Where's Tinker Bell?" She just had notice.

"Peter Pan doesn't need pixie dust to fly!" The boy then chuckles.

Indeed Peter and the Lost Boys didn't need Pixie dust before, but then the dust was soon added for precautions. A lot of children had attempted to fly and their injuries were caused. That's why Barrie had added it for safety measures. Even Tinker Bell was just a light of dot back then.

"And who's Tinker Bell?" the boy asked, his brows knitted together.

"Have you forgotten Tink?" asked Amorivia.

"Might have. Also, are you coming?" He asked with a smirk.

Amorivia's thought shifted back to Neverland once more. She's rather afraid that this boy doesn't look like Peter Pan in the movies. But she wasn't ready to grow up and so she reached for his hand.

"Think of your happiest thoughts and up we fly!"

Slowly Amorivia felt like she was just in the water floating. She giggles, feeling really delighted to have met Peter or so she thinks was Peter.

"Are you ready to fly to your Neverland, Amorivia?" He asked, with that sweet smile again.

"Uh-huh," she nodded. Not even minding that he had twice said 'to your Neverland' and not 'Neverland' itself.

The boy held her hand tightly and then both of them flew out and away from that house. "Yo-ho!" Crows the boy as they fly away.

She started crowing just like the boy did while they hold hands together.

Oh, Amorivia couldn't think of any more sad thoughts, she was happy to have held hands with her Peter Pan.

And then suddenly the boy had stopped flying and pulled her towards him. Amorivia stared at those gray eyes, it was like those eyes were hypnotizing her, drowning her in every second that passed.

"Don't be frightened," he whispers. "I'll be with you throughout this awfully big adventure."

With no time, the biggest clock in the city struck and the loud noise had embedded Amorivia. She lost her thoughts and started falling. Her eyes slowly closed and before she hits the ground, she fell unconscious.