So, this is my first fanfiction… read and see what you think!

Chapter 1: For a Girl

"Run! Run! They've seen us!"

Laughing, the Lost Boys and I sprinted as fast as we could away from the lagoon, where mermaids squealed with anger at our latest prank. Shaking more and more sand out of their hair, they screamed several threats and warnings and such to our retreating backs. We ignored them all and kept running until we were safe in the forest.

Leaning against a tree, I finally caught my breath. I caught the eye of Nibs, and we both promptly burst out laughing again.

"Oh, gosh, that was great!" The Twins chorused.

"Jillian, you are really good at pranks!" Tootles wiped a tear out of his eyes. "That was hilarious!"

"Oh, don't act so surprised," I joked, which brought more laughter. Even my fairy, Bella, was tinkling with her bell-like laughter.

"I don't know, Tootles, I think she's better than pretty good," mused Curly with a twinkle in his eye. "For a girl!" This brought the boys to their knees with laughter.

"Why, you little-" I launched myself at Curly, laughing all the while as the Lost Boys chanted, "Fight, fight, fight!" I had him pinned to the ground in thirty seconds flat. I saw surprise flicker in his eyes, and I sighed and let him lose.

"You shouldn't be surprised," I told him. "I beat you every single time we fight."

"Yeah, but…" he hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. "It seems so easy for you."

I smirked. "Well, maybe if you worked less on your insults, and more on your muscles, you'd actually be able to defeat me in a fight. Not that your insults are getting any better," she added as an afterthought.

Curly's face turned bright red as the other boys laughed harder. It was his turn to say, "Why, you little-" and lunge at me, fury dancing in his eyes.

A rooster crow sounded above us, saving Curly from pathetic humiliation and saving me from having to deal with him again. We looked up and cried out, "Peter!" as one.

Curly and I quickly glanced at each other. Had Peter seen us fighting?

When Peter landed, he looked directly at Curly and me, and we both snapped.

"He started it!" I yelled, pointing at Curly, at the same time that he pointed at me and yelled, "She started it!"

Peter frowned. "Started what?"

Just as simultaneously, Curly and I exchanged looks, and said "Uh…. Nothing!" nervously.

Peter cocked his eyebrow, obviously confused. "But… what were you two doing?" His eyes lighted up with an idea. "Were you two fighting again?"

"No, no, no!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Are you positive?"

"Yes!"

"Are you lying?"

"Yes! Wait… no, we didn't- that's not- we weren't-" Curly and I were even stuttering in sync. Ugh.

Peter smirked, and began pacing around us. "Now, who's going to tell me what happened? Jillian? Or Curly?"

I glared at Curly. He was not going to win. "Curly insulted my gender again," I sniffed.

"But she attacked me!" Curly yelled.

Peter turned to Slightly. "Did Jillian attack Curly?"

"Well… yes," Slightly admitted.

Peter nodded, as if it were a small matter, then added, as if as an afterthought, "And who won?"

Slightly smiled. "Jillian," he was happy to announce. Peter turned slowly back to Curly, his green eyes glinting mischievously. I suppressed a smile. Curly looked nervous. All the others were drooling with anticipation. Pigs.

"Curly…" Peter said slowly. "Is this true? Did Jillian beat you again?"

Curly hesitated, then caved. "Yes…."

Everyone was silent for a couple seconds, but then of course, Peter being Peter, he burst out laughing. "You really need to work on that!" All the Lost Boys joined him in laughter, and even Curly managed a faint smile at the silliness of the situation.

Peter came over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. "You really showed him, huh?" he laughed, wiping a tear from his eye. Curly shot me a look behind Peter's back, one that clearly said, This isn't over. I rolled my eyes in response. Whatever.

Bella landed on my shoulder, pink with hysterics. That… that was great! The pixie chimed. I smiled.

"I know, right?" I answered.

Curly's such an idiot, Bella told me.

"Yeah, I knew that," I smiled, "but thanks for telling me I'm not the only one who knows."

Bella smiled back, literally radiating happiness. I couldn't help but feel happy too. I love this place, I said to myself for about the millionth time. But hey, what's one more?

Suddenly Peter regained seriousness, and a mischievous grin spread across his face. Nibs was the first to notice. "Peter…. What are you thinking?"

"Curly may still have a chance to redeem himself," Peter said, then stated to alk away with no explanation. Curly ran after him, exactly as Peter wanted.

"What do you mean?" Curly asked, confused. Peter smiled. He held his arms out, as if about to hug us all in a grand gesture.

"Boys, we're going to play a little trick on our dear friends, the pirates."

Everyone was silent once again. Was he serious?

"But… how?" asked Tootles.

"What are we going to do?" asked the Twins.

Peter's eyes glinted again, with that It'll be fun look. "I have a plan. You guys just follow along."

A chiming came from Peter's tousled red hair, and Tinker Bell popped out and bean scolding Peter. I could tell that Tinker Bell knew Peter didn't really have a plan.

"Oh, relax, Tink! It'll be fine." More chimes, angrier. "No!" Tink exploded into furious bells, but Peter ignored her. "Now," he said, clapping his hands, "who's with me?" The Lost Boys clamored and fought to be over next to Peter, but I was hesitant. Hook didn't know about me yet.

"Peter, I don't think this is such a good idea," I told him.

"Oh, don't be such a girl," Curly told me. I could feel my face turning red with anger. Don't let him get to you! Bella chimed. Just stick to your original plan; it's smarter, and dealing with the pirates… I cut Bella off.

"On second thought, let's go kick some pirate butt!"

Whooping, Peter took to the skies. Bella reluctantly gave me some pixie dust, and I was right behind him. The Lost Boys followed on foot.

When the Lost Boys could no longer hear us, I asked Peter, "Do you really have a plan? Or are we just going with it?" Peter only winked in response. I sighed. Oh well.

Peter did his infamous rooster crow, one that was heard all over the valley and echoed across the mountains and the ocean. The Lost Boys and I answered with our own rooster crow, a warning sound to the pirates so that we could have a fair fight.

"Who are we?" Peter called down to the Lost Boys.

"Lost Boys!" They yelled up to us.

"What do we want?"

"Hook!"

"Let's do this!"

Crowing and cheering, the Lost Boys chased our shadows through the forest to the ship that lay in the sea in front of us. Peter gave one last crow before he dove down to the boys. I followed him. We were all ready for our attack.

"This is going to be fun," Curly smiled wickedly. "I'm ready, Peter."

"I'm ready, Peter!" called Slightly.

"I'm ready, Peter!" repeated Nibs.

"I'm ready, Peter!" yelled Tootles.

"We're ready, Peter!" the Twins cheered as one.

"I'm ready, Peter," I told him.

Peter smiled. "What are we waiting for? Let's go then!"

Swooping and swerving through the brush, we all were hyper on excitement. None of us could wait for the next prank we were going to pull- our biggest yet.

You better be ready, pirates, I thought with a smirk. The Lost Girl is coming for you.

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