Peter Pan

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I woke up the next morning in a really good mood.

I yawned and streched on the ginormous bed.

As I was streching my legs, my left leg hit something in the bed next to me.

I looked over and saw a sillouete.

I screamed and fell off the bed.

The covers fell off me and onto the floor.

I looked down and realized that I was naked, at first I freaked out, but then I remembered that I had taken my clothes off to go to sleep last night.

I didn't have any clothes to wear to bed, and I didn't want to sleep in my dress, so I just slept naked, I didn't expect this to happen or I would've kept my damn dress on!

I quickly grabbed the covers and covered myself up.

The person started giggiling.

I didn't know what to do, get up and make him get the hell away from me,or stay where I'm at, I have no idea if he wants to hurt me or not.

" You're pretty when you sleep."

said a familiar, soft voice.

Omg, it's just Michael! Thank God!

But man that was creepy!

" W-w-what are doing Michael?

I asked him quietly.

" Oh, I just came in to ask if you wanted breakfast, but when I came in, you were asleep, and you looked so beautiful, I just had to look at you for a minute."

he said.

Awwwwww!!

" How long were you in here?"

I asked him.

" Only a couple minutes."

he said.

" Oh, ok, well I am hungry, I'm gonna get dressed so we can eat."

I said, suddenly getting excited, his food is so good!

He smilled and left the room.

I looked around for something to wear.

My eyes finnally fell upon a large closest.

I walked over to it and opened it up, and was surprised to find that it was filled with women's clothes, all in my size! I looked around in there untill I found what I wanted to wear today.

I setteled on a black tank top and dark blue denim short-shorts.

I put my hair up in a pony tail and put on a little mascarra.

I looked at myself in the full-length mirror that hung on the door.

I decided that I looked good enough and walked down stairs to the kitchen.

I was surprised to find that Michael was the only one there.

" Where is everyone?"

I asked him.

" They went home."

" They don't live here?"

" No, they only visit."

" When are they gonna come back? "

" Pretty soon actually, they didn't get to appologize, so they want to come back so they can."

" Oh."

I said quietly.

" Do you need any help?"

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