𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐀, peter pan

Chapter Eleven

The camp was neither noisy or quiet, Mara smelt something like cooked meat, the Lost Boys scattered around the camp, there were about five or six tents that weren't neatly done. The Lost Boys were either eating, strolling around camp, sitting or sharpening their weapons.

Of course, every boy gazed at the only girl in the camp when she was once spotted. Mara was immediately annoyed by all the stares. The chattering continued, the noises remained while half of them still looked at the girl. "So, this is the camp" the boy, James started, who was guiding her for the day or at least until Peter Pan comes back, "It's where we eat and rest. It has always been like this, at least since I arrived"

He lead her around camp until he stopped by a table which was made of bamboo and had multiple strings that stuck the bamboos together. There was a sullen looking boy sitting on the table, carving a stick, Mara was sure the boy wasn't making a weapon.

"This is Slightly" said James, gesturing at the sullen boy while James was preparing something on the table. The boy, who is called Slightly looked tall, his legs dangling front to back as kicking as if he were bored. Short greasy black-brown hair, wearing dark wooly garbs that were mostly dark brown. He didn't look up, he seemed deeply focused on whatever he was carving, or he was only ignoring them both. "Here--"

James nudged Mara's arm, getting her attention from Slightly, and had given her a plate of food. It was some sort of a meat, she couldn't tell what it was, she couldn't remember the last time she ate but she remembered red berries she had during the hunt yesterday.

They moved along around camp, "Slightly doesn't talk much, you can tell that he's the saddest looking Lost Boy in Neverland" James's voice was low, Mara glanced back over her shoulder to look at the boy again. Yes, he was sad looking. "This is Tootles" Mara shifted her head front, and James raised his hand a little at the boy on their right, sitting on a log and eating.

Like Slightly, he didn't gazed up. A shy looking boy kept his head down, a chestnut thick haired boy, wearing dark shade of green all over, even his cloak was dark green and he bore a tomahawk that tucked into his belt.

"You'll like him for sure, but he's quite shy right now because of you, he has never been this close to a girl before" James laughed through his nose.

"And you have?" Mara said as he stepped away from the shy boy.

James didn't speak for a moment, "I know it may seem that you're the only girl on the island but believe me, you're not"

Mara's brows lowered in confusion as he looked at James. "So, you and the Lost Boys aren't the only inhabitants here on the island?"

James shook his head lightly, "We'll get to that later, or Pan will tell you all about it"

They mainly walked around camp, Mara learnt the boy who attacked her yesterday is name Nibs before she fell unconscious which ended their hunting game. Nibs had a merciless and fierce in his look. Pan's right hand boy, the first boy who had spoken to her on her first arrival was name Felix, James was Pan's left hand boy, it is what Mara calls them. The youngest she had ever seen was Thomas, she knew she was taller than him, younger than the Lost Boys but James said that Thomas is the fiercest and toughest Lost Boy despite his age or his height but he was quick and he was one of Pan's favorite.

Then there was Rufio, a dark-skinned boy who nearly shot Mara yesterday at the river, James said Rufio was sometimes kind but Mara doubt that very much. There was twins, they weren't identical at all, but their heights, jet black hair, personality were the only similar things they shared, there was Twin One, a slender one with brown eyes who never knew his real name and Pan nicknamed him Twin One. Twin Two was the built looking one, a blue eyed boy, Twin was his real name until Pan named him 'Twin Two'.