“How did you ever get here, Maddie Brodatt?""'Second to the right, and then straight on till morning,'" she answered promptly-it did feel like Neverland."Crikey, am I so obviously Peter Pan?"Maddie laughed. "The Lost Boys give it away."Jamie studied his hands. "Mother keeps the windows open in all our bedrooms while we're gone, like Mrs. Darling, just in case we come flying home when she's not expecting us.”

“Second to the right, and straight on till morning."That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to the Neverland”

“What’s your name?’ he asked.‘Wendy Moira Angela Darling,’ she replied with some satisfaction. ‘What is your name?’‘Peter Pan.’She was already sure that he must be Peter, but it did seem a comparatively short name.‘Is that all?’‘Yes,’ he said rather sharply. He felt for the first time that it was a shortish name.‘I’m so sorry,’ said Wendy Moira Angela.‘It doesn’t matter,’ Peter gulped.She asked where he lived.‘Second to the right,’ said Peter, ‘and then straight on till morning.’‘What a funny address!’Peter had a sinking feeling. For the first time he felt that perhaps it was a funny address.“A moment after the fairy’s entrance the window was blow open by the breathing of the little stars, and Peter dropped in.”

“She asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning.”

“She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.”

“I guess its time you officially met the lost boys," I said to Daniel. "Lost boys? You mean like that old Kiefer Sutherland movie?"What? No, I mean like Peter Pan and the lost boys.""Is she calling us fairies?" Asked Slade."No," Brent said. "She means the lost boys that never wanted to grow up, and got into mischief with Peter Pan.""Still sounds like fairies to me." Slade crossed his tattooed arms in front of his chest."Still sounds like that Kiefer Sutherland movie to me." Daniel smirked."We were in the play together, like, seven years ago. You were mad because my mom made you wear tights, but you wanted to be a pirate."Daniel held his hand up. "Partial amnesia here, remember? I must have blocked out any and all recollections associations with said tights."Brent, Zach, and Ryan laughed. Slade almost cracked a smile. ~ Grace, Daniel, and The Lost Boys”