Somewhere in Neverland | All Time Low *Completed*

16 year old Wendy Price isn't the prettiest or most popular girl in school. After being dragged to an All Time Low concert by her emo best friend Gemma, Wendy finds herself stuck in numerous unlikely situations with lead singer, Alex Gaskarth. But maybe Alex turned up for a reason? Maybe Alex can take Wendy to a place where anything is possible? Maybe he can take her to Neverland? Based on the All time Low song 'Somewhere in Neverland'. Contains slight mature content

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18. Forgive and... Forget?

I packed my things ready to stay at Gemma's that Friday night, feeling both excited and... suspicious. I was wondering why, all of a sudden, she was acting friendly toward me again. I mean, I'd heard what she'd said about me behind my back. I guess now that I wasn't so dull any more, she wanted to be friends again.

 

I blasted "I Miss You" by Blink 182 through my speakers as I packed some things. I was quite into all those punk rock bands now, but I still wasn't keen on the ones where people were shouting... I was only just a beginner with his kind of music.

 

I texted Gemma before I fell asleep.

 

Can't wait to see ya tomorrow. Be there at about 2.

 

-Wendy x

 

She instantly replied;

 

Okay! See you there, Wendy Woo c:

-Gemza xD xoxo

 

It was weird, she almost was texting like her old self again. Heck, she was even using her trademark little scene "c:" face... and she was calling me Wendy Woo, the nickname only her and Mom had for me.

 

I lay back on my soft pillow and surveyed my room. One wall was dedicated to posters, as it always had been... but now my Beethoven posters were covered by Marilyn Manson ones, my Mozart posters were covered by Blink 182 ones, and my posters of cute kittens and puppies were covered by ones of All Time Low, Paramore, Tonight Alive, You Me At Six and all my other favourite bands.

 

Against that wall was my rose pink desk and chair, which had my apple computer on it along with a few pictures of me and Gemma and some classic books that used to be my favourites, but that I didn't really like anymore. Next to that was a bookshelf, which had a few framed pictures of me and Alex in. My room sure had changed over the past six months since I'd met Alex Gaskarth.

 

As I stared out of my balcony windows onto the beautiful night sky, I let my eyelids flutter softly as sleep slowly took over my body. My last thoughts before sleeping were, if only every was so simple as this....

 

* * *

 

"WENDY!" Gemma yelled as I pulled up in her drive. She ran out of the doorway and hugged me tightly.

 

She'd changed her appearance again, but only slightly. Her hair was still that bleach blonde, but she'd dip dyed the tips bubble-gum pink, and she was wearing her usual amount of eyeliner and mascara. Her fake tan was wearing off slightly, as if she hadn't bothered re-applying any, and she was wearing a pair of black leatherette leggings along with a black tank top that had a pink rolling stones logo on it. Her snakebites and all her other piercings were in, too.

 

"Gem? You look so different!" I hugged her back, with equal enthusiasm.

"Yeah... I just, well, wasn't as in to that look as much as I thought I was." she said, looking at the ground.

 

We walked into her house and sat down on the red leather sofa in her living room.

 

"So, are you and the cheerleaders not friends any more then?" I asked, as we chomped on some popcorn.

"Ah, oh, no, we're still friends." she said uncertainly.

"Oh." I said, wiping crumbs from my mouth. Her phone beeped and she glanced at it, and gulped.

"but, you know that you're a better friend then any of them." she looked me in the eye. "Always."

 

Suddenly, I felt a surge of guilt. She'd just said we'd be friends, always, and I'd been secretly dating the boy she fancied. Speaking of Alex...

 

"So, what do you think of Alex?" she asked.

"Alex? Oh, yeah, he's, um, nice."

"Nice? He's GORGEOUS. With a capital G." she winked.

"Hahaha," I giggled uncertainly.

 

Again... what had I gotten myself into...

 

 

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