Chapter 11; Cute Boys & Lying Sociopaths

"I feel lonely every single day of my life but I'm ashamed to admit that to the people who love me."

~ Unknown

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Alice's P.O.V

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    "Finally," says Peter, walking towards me. "I was beginning to get worried."    "Why?" I question. "It's just a bump on the head. Nothing to worry about."

    "Are you sure you're okay?" he asks again. "It's just that you were unconscious for quite awhile."

    "I'm perfectly alright, Peter."

    Jeez, what has gotten into him? First he kidnaps me then he worries for my well being. God, he's starting to remind me of the time a friend of mine accidentally tackled me during PE and gave me a minor concussion. What was his name again?

    "Alice."

    I blink. "What?"

    "You spaced out," Peter tells me. "Do you still feel dizzy?"

    "No," I reply. "Let's just get this over and done with."

    "Okay, if you say so," he replies, leading the way to the bonfire.

   Thankfully, Peter made no attempts to talk to me on our way to the bonfire. I spent the entire duration of our walk trying to figure out what I was forgetting but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I just have to hope that whatever I was forgetting wasn't important.

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    "Do you wanna take a stroll around the island with me?"    I look up, expecting to see Peter again, but instead it's Ray. I smile at him. "Sure."

      "Tell me, what was your life like before this?" asks Ray as we walk down the trail.    "Boring," I reply plainly, jumping over a puddle of water.    "Okay. What about a boyfriend? Do you have a guy waiting for you back home?" asks Ray, jumping over the puddle.

      "Nope. I've never had a boyfriend before," I say.    "Seriously? What's wrong with the boys in your hometown?" asks Ray, raising his eyebrows in disbelief. "They should've been fighting over you."    "Thanks," I mumble, giving him a small smile.

      "What about friends? You must have some back home."    "Yeah. Will and Lewis, the three of us have been friends for as long as I can remember."    "What about you?" I ask him.    "Me?"    "Yeah. Do you have a girl waiting for you back home?"

      "No," he replies, shaking his head.

     "What about family?" I ask.

    "I don't remember my parents, but I have a little brother, his name's Christian. He was eight years old when I was taken by the shadow."    "How old would he be now?" I ask.    "I don't know," says Ray sadly, shaking his head. "Time stands still in Neverland. He could be dead for all I know..."

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    "Have you been here for a long time?" I ask him.    "No, I'm one of the newest lost boys."    "What about—Ouch!" I yelp, tripping over a fallen log.    But Ray apparently had excellent reflexes because he managed to catch me before I fell.

    "Woah!" exclaims Ray, catching me by my waist. "Are you okay?"      "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry," I apologize, scratching the back of my neck. "I'm a total klutz."    "I can see that," replies Ray, laughing as he lets go of me.

      Ray then looks up at the late afternoon sky. "It's getting late. We should probably go back now."    "Yeah. We should probably..." I trail off, clutching my head as a wave of nausea hits me.

    "Are you okay?" Ray asks, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Do you want to sit down?"

    "No, it's alright. I'm okay," I reply, wincing at how weak my voice is all of a sudden.

    "How long have you been feeling like this?"

    Suddenly I'm aware of how close Ray's face is to mine. "Since this afternoon, but I'm hoping it'll go away soon."

    "Well, The Blur usually come in small doses but they leave after awhile."

    "I should hope so—" I pause. "Wait, what's The Blur?"

    "It's what the lost boys call it. It's what happens to people who are new to the island" Ray explains. "We'll feel dizzy and light-headed but that's cause our bodies aren't used to the timelessness."

    "So it happens to everyone?"

    "Yeah, although The Blur stops affecting some people earlier than others. Like Andrew and his friends, The Blur barely affected them when they first got here. At least, that's what I've heard."

    But Peter told me that it was because I was hit on the head?

    "Get on my back."

    Ray's abruptness catches me off guard. "Excuse me?

    "You look like you're about to faint," He explains.

    "Um, okay, sure."

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    "Are you sure you're sixteen, Alice?" asks Ray. "It doesn't feel like you're more than eleven."    "Hey, don't make fun of my size," I pout, hitting him playfully.

    The Blur, as Ray called it, stopped a while back but Ray told me he should just remain carrying me until we get back to the bonfire. Just to be safe, he said.

    I can feel Ray's body vibrate as he laughs. "Okay, okay."    "How old are you, anyway?"    "I'm seventeen," replies Ray, pushing me higher up on his back.

      "What's the deal with Andrew? What is that foul git's problem?" I ask out of nowhere.    "Here's some advice," says Ray, his tone no longer playful. "Avoid Andrew and his friends at all costs. They are not people to be messed with."    "Why?"

      "You saw what he did to me. He's dangerous and I highly doubt he'll go easy on you just because you're a girl."    "Please," I say, rolling my eyes. "That prick doesn't scare me."    "It doesn't matter if he scares you or not, just please promise me you'll stay away from him, Alice. For your sake as well as mine."

      "Alright, Ray, I promise."    "Good. Now, hop off, we're here," says Ray, letting go of my legs.    I smile and kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks, Ray."    "A-Anytime." stutters Ray, placing his hand over his cheek.

    I laugh at his shyness but slowly stop as I get an ominous feeling of someone's eyes on us. Someone is watching us, I know it. And apparently so does Ray, as he starts to look rather pale. I scan the area surrounding us, when I finally spot him. Sitting behind a group of Lost Boys is Peter, glaring daggers at Ray.

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    "You seem to have gotten very close to Ray," says Peter, twirling a dagger in his hand.    "We're just friends," I assure him, looking towards Ray's direction.

    "Hmm." he sounds skeptical, but doesn't press me to talk which is a good sign.

      "Alice, remember how I told you that the reason why you're here is because you're lost and unloved?" asks Peter.    "Yes," I say, turning my head to face him.    "And remember how you asked me to prove it?"    "Yes?" I say, not fully comprehending where this conversation was going.

      "I can prove it," says Peter.    "How?" I ask.    "With this," he answers, taking something out of his pocket. "Only lost childen can hear its music."    I squint at the object in his palm and then realise what he's holding.    "A flute?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.      "There's more to it than meets the eye," replies Peter.

    "How so?" I ask, tilting my head.    "I'll show you," he replies, putting the flute to his lips.    A melodious tune comes out of the its pipes, sending me into a peaceful trance. Peter is saying something to me but I can't hear him. Everything feels distant, as if I were underwater.    This must be what it feels like when you've had too much alcohol.

    "You can hear its music, can't you, Alice?" asks Peter, smirking.    "Yes!" I reply, smiling widely.    Peter's smirk grows even wider as I utter those words. And the next thing I know, I'm dancing around the bonfire with Ray and the other Lost Boys.

    After awhile, I soon feel tired and my dancing gets slower. Peter notices that and walks over to me. He picks me up and carries me towards my tent bridal style. He says something to me but I am far too tired to notice. I yawn and I rub my head against his neck for warmth. Peter walks into my tent, carrying me over to my bed.

    He tucks me into bed and whispers something into my ear. But I can't hear anything that comes out of his mouth. He kisses my cheek then walks out of the tent without another glance back.

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I hope you guys liked this chapter. Please let me know if there's any way I can make my story better, I'd love to hear your feedback. Oh, btw I'm making the next chapter in Peter's P.O.V. so you guys have that to look forward to.

I'll try to post it ASAP, I just might make the next chapter extra long if you guys comment how I can make my story better.

~ Alice ☺

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Edited: 21.11.2017