"Think, think, think" Peter yelled at himself. He grabbed a pencil and the notebook before letting his heart pour out on the pages.

December 13th

When Peter was little he always dreamed of helping others. In a way he wanted to save people from what they feared most. He was a very creative boy only 8 when he told his parents he wanted to help those who needed it most. His parents just looked at him crazy and told him he couldn't do it. That he was never going to succeed."

"Peter had enough of it when he got to tje age of 18 he left. He made sure to leave behind everything he always loved and hated. He couldn't break in front of the people he wanted to help. He found an island called Neverland. He met a boy he was shy. Peter didn't know why the boy had come to the island but had asked."

The boy just showed Peter his arms. His arms painted with purple and blue. Carvings with in his skin red and bright. Peter gasped before the boy told his story.

His story consisted of his parents throwing him to the streets. Letting him fend gor himself. Giving him up. Finally the boy had wished upon the second star to the right, for a better life.

When he woke up on the island his eyes were so full of fear. Peter appeared in front of him offering the scared boy his hand. "What's your name?" Peter had asked. The taller boy didn't speak up he just shrugged and said he didn't have one"

Peter dropped the pencil he was holding tears stung his eyes "I'm doing this for you Felix" Peter said before going back to writing.

"Nothing had happened in the few months that Peter and the boy, Felix had gotten closer. Peter had declared Felix his family and soon Neverland's population had grown more boys arriving sharing their stories. The boys had soon become friends of Peter's and even closer a family."

One day when the lost boys were out adventuring Felix had pulled Peter from his tree and kissed him. Felix's eyes a steel color. Wide in fear that he had done something wrong. Peter only chuckled before kissing Felix back. He remembers the words that got spoken between the two.

Felix: "Peter?"

Peter: "yes Felix?" He asked mystery in his voice.

Felix: "we can't tell the lost boys about this. About us." Felix sais his voice shaking in fear.

Peter: "my lovely lost boy. The others won't find out about us and if they do oh well. Everyone deserves a happy story."

Felix: I guess but-"

Peter: "I always keep my word Felix." Peter says softly.

Felix: "ok" Felix shook his head

...

Every night after that Peter and Felix would sneak out of camp and go lay where the stars were brightest. A few more months had passed by when Peter was out on a walk. He got shot, by the deadliest poison in all of Neverland, Dreamshade.

The lost boys ran and told the only other leader figure, Felix. The twins shouted at Felix that Peter was unconcous and got kidnapped.

Felix then told the boys to stay back and went to go save Peter. But the boys being themselves followed after Felix. The wizzing by of an arrow made them all jump to their feet before they shot who that thought was someone bad. Two lost boys were knocked out cold when they fell into a bush full of dreamshade leaving only the twins and the knocked out others to find the kidnapped lost boys and Peter all while carrying the three that remained with the twins.

When Felix woke up he was a little upset with the boys for not staying at camp but was thankful that they had helped save Peter and the others.

A few weeks had passed and Peter had suggested moving to the real world. L.A. Felix was unsure at first but then thought about how none of the boys had experienced a real home.

Felix and Peter had taken the boys to a hotel which was definantly not made for 8 people sharing one bed. The boys all had the life they thought was perfect, jobs, a house all of it. Until Peter began getting ill. One day he passed out on the floor. Most of the boys were at work. Felix had come home to see that Peter had passed out on the floor but didn't appear to be breathing.

So there in front of Peter. Felix took his own life, feeling bad about not protecting Peter.
...

Peter put his head in his hands before wishing for Felix to come back. "I'm sorry for everything Felix. I'm sorry that I treated you like a baby, when I know your 17. I'm sorry I couldn't treat you right. You deserve someone better. I'm just a lonely lost boy myself" Peter admitted.

"Looks like you learned your lesson Peter" the voice made Peter's head spin. Peter shook his head and laughed to himself. "No, this can't be" Peter laughed to himself.

"As if by wish of the second star to the right I'm here" Felix smiled as he held his hands out to Peter.

"But I saw you crush your heart-" Felix cut Peter off. "I was going to, I felt like I wronged you if you died. But I saw when you woke up you were so sad. I made sure not to hurt you but it didn't go well. A year or so had passed and I thought I lost you forever. I hid out, away from you." Felix confessed.

"You fled for a year! Felix I was forced to go to therapy. It was horrible! Why couldn't you come back?" Peter asked breaking down. "I couldn't help it Peter I was scared I lost you for good. I just guess I didn't know what to do, but let's put this behind us. Be like old times?" Felix suggested.

Peter smiled he missed Felix.