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this but she was the punk, he did ballet

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Prediction. Easy to say what will happen. Colton has called me predictable since we were kids, I've always had a routine and I won't let myself break it— hence the tease.

I'll never forget the day when this was such a bad thing. Normally it just annoyed me a little, but this would change my life.

"I don't know how to help you. I won't help you." He looked down at me, a hint of guilt behind his eyes.

My heart dropped, "Colton, you know me."

"And I know that you murdered her."

"Why would I—"

He shook his head, "No. You always do this. You've done something wrong and you start talking about you and that person."

He continued talking, but I wasn't listening. When you're put into a life-threatening situation, it's true. You start talking about you, your life, your family, your friends in hopes that the person on the other side will let you go, that they'll relate to you. Though this situatuon was more life-threatening for the person standing in front of me, he was right. I'm still the same old predictable Alicia.

I snapped back into it when he took a deep breath, "You took the last family I had."

"I didn't do it," I tried defending myself, it didn't work.

"You've ruined everything."

To sum it up, he knew that I had killed his mum. I never told him how, I would never tell anyone how, not even you. I'm glad I didn't let him in on my little secret, because fourteen years later, I had to do the exact same to him.

- Predictable

((my friend's short story which she wrote || she doesn't have tumblr so i can't exactly tag her and she doesn't even know i'm posting this but she's been talking about writing something for a while and finally has !!

she understands that it's not the best but i'm so proud of her for finding the motivation to write))

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and del might not make it. i could already imagine the boy sicking out puddles of blood on the way, blood that would attract the many-eyed to us when we took the path that bordered their lands. it was a risky plan, probably wasteful. even saying that all the boys made it to the pirate camp, it was unlikely all would make it back. we never did come back with the same numbers that we left with.

-lost boy, page 25

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most of the new boys seemed unsure as they collected around peter, except for a big one called nip. he was almost as tall as me, and i was easily the tallest boy there. nip had the look of a boy who liked to be the strongest and the fastest, and he'd been eyeing me since he'd arrived. i knew nip would pick a fight soon. i just hoped i wouldn't have to do nip serious harm when it happened.

-lost boy, page 24

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"you'll never grow up, you fool. i brought you here so you wouldn't."

but i was getting a little older just the same, and nod and fog too. we lost too many of the other boys to tell if only the three of us felt the minute creep of age. sometimes at night, when the nightmare clung to me, i wondered if peter's assurances that i would never grow up were only assurances that i would die before such a thing happened. i wondered if that were better, to die before i became something withered and grey and not wanted.

-lost boy, pages 22-23

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i was smaller then, and peter was big and brave and wonderful. he said, "come away and we'll have adventures and be friends always," and i put my hand in his and he smiled and that smile went into my heart and stayed there.

we ran through the streets of the city where i lived, and peter was so swift and silent i could hardly believe it. he ran like the wind was part of him and his feet barely touched the ground and i thought, watching him run in the dark, that he might take off and fly and take me with him. it would be lovely to fly away from the city and into the stars, for the city was dark and dirty and full of big people who would grab at you if you were small and say, "here, now, what's all this?" and cuff you around the head just because they could and they would take your bread and your apples and leave you with your insides all twisted up and then throw you back in the mud and laugh and laugh.

but peter said he would take me away from all that; he was taking me to a place where there was all the food you could eat and no one would hit you and there was no one to tell you what to do and when to do it and to get out of the way and go sleep in the trash where you belong. he said that on his island you could sleep in the trees and taste the salt from the sea on the air and there was treasure and fun all day long.

i wanted to go there. i couldn't wait to go there. but i was scared about getting on a ship to go to the island. i'd never been on a ship before, but i'd seen them in the port. peter might not like me if i told him i was scared so i didn't say anything, but i was certain that once we got out to sea a monster would come and break the ship into a thousand pieces and we would fall, fall, fall to the far bottom of the water and never be seen again. peter tugged me along and i was getting tired and he said,

"come on, jamie, just a little more and we'll be there," and i wanted to make him happy so he would smile at me again, so i ran and tried to be as fast and quiet as he.

i thought we would go to the docks, but peter was taking us away from there and i tugged on his hand and said, "aren't we going to a ship?"

and peter laughed and said, "why would we go to a ship, silly?" but he said it in a way that didn't hurt and didn't make me feel stupid-more like he had a secret and was laughing because he was going to share it with me soon.

we went away from the city, far away from the place where i slept, and i didn't know where we were or if i would ever find my way home again, and then i remembered i didn't want to go home anymore because home is where they hit you and you sleep

in the dirty straw and she screams and screams and screams...

-lost boy, pages 17-18

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i had been with peter longer than i'd been in the other place, longer than i could count, anyway. the seasons did not pass here and the days had no meaning. i would be here forever. i would never grow up.

-lost boy, page sixteen

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once i was young, and young forever and always, until i wasn't. once i loved a boy called peter pan.

peter will tell you that this story isn't the truth, but peter lies. i loved him, we all loved him, but he lies, for peter always wants to be that shining sun that we all revolve around.

he'll do anything to be that sun.

peter will say i'm a villain, that i wronged him, that i was never his friend.

but i told you already, peter lies.

this is what really happened.

-lost boy, page seven

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