"Happy choosing day, everyone!" Jane sarcastically cheered at her friends as she sat down with a tray of stale school meat loaf.

"Choosing day?" Wendy Darling took a hearty stab at her own meat loaf.

"Unfortunately, it's a thing now. Everyone's celebrating it."

"Choosing day, is that the lost gang thing?" Anna popped her head out of a Chemistry cramming session long enough to ask.

"Wait what's the lost gang thing?" Wendy knotted her eyebrows together in even more confusion.

"You know, that thing where they pick a victim for their pleasure house every other month or so. Actually, I think it depends on whether or not they need a new one or something. Not exactly an expert on the whole thing." Jane retorted.

"Wait that's actually a real thing?"

"Of course it's real."

"I thought it was like a school legend."

"Wendy, you're new, so I'll excuse you're naivety," Wendy frowned, "Sorry. Anyway, yeah it's real. They really do take girls from their homes and keep them hostage for as long as they like."

"Doesn't anyone contact the police or something?"

"Well the victims usually have special backgrounds like orphans, neglectful parents, homeless, gullible parents and to be honest the gang itself is pretty scary. There's not much that can be done."

Wendy swallowed in anxiety. "I see," she replied weakly.

"So don't treat it lightly Wendy," Anna berated, then took a breath and lowered her voice, "We won't tell people about how your parents are always out and ignoring you; and you should avoid telling people too. For your own safety."

Wendy nodded as the bell resounded.

"Isn't your next period Mr. Gardner? You know how he is with tardy students." Jane reminded her.

Wendy's eyes shot out at the reminder, "Crap that's right," she got up and headed for her locker, "I'll see you later guys!"

Struggling to keep all of her papers and two hefty books in her grasp, her focus left her long enough to get her to bump forcefully into someone. In an instant, her papers flew in different directions and her books fell with a loud thud. One of which fell right on the toes of her victim and elicited an angry growl. Wendy immediately knelt down to begin retrieving all of her things while simultaneously apologizing with utmost sincerity.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry I wasn't looking there for a second. I'm really in a rush to get to class and I was juggling a ton of things in my hands. I'm really so sorry."

She looked up after receiving no response only to look up to the angry face of a handsome blonde boy. Wendy then gathered the last of her things and got up. "I really am sorry. I'm new here, I hope you understand."

Her hand reached out toward him, but stopped once she saw his eyes looking down at her approaching hand with judgement and suspicion. The second warning' bell rang and she took it back, afraid of offending him any further. Wendy gave him one last small apologetic smile and introduced herself, "I'm Wendy, Wendy Darling," before rushing off to her locker.

"You what?" Jane exclaimed in a harsh whisper as she measured a blue substance during Chemistry period.

"I apologized and said I was new... and also gave him my name." Wendy bit her lip as Jane poured the substance into the flask that she held. "Was that bad?"

"Maybe. The way you described the guy, it sounds like the person you bumped into was Pan."

"What do I do, Jane?" Wendy panics and puts the flask down.

"Calm down. Maybe we're over thinking all this. He probably didn't even catch your name totally because you still kind of have that English slur. And even if he heard it, he doesn't have any research on you and the choosing is already tonight. I'm sure they already picked a victim, so don't worry... at least until the next picking." Jane immediately regrets her witty mouth at the sight of Wendy's face darkening further.

Wendy observed the light blue substance fizzing in the flask and recorded the data. After a minute, her face lit up. "Can I sleepover with you?"

Jane paused to think whether she should snort at the fact that she thinks she'll be taken or really consider its possibility and skip the sarcasm. Wendy's face looked more and more scared with each passing second that her friend didn't reply. Jane finally sighed and nodded. "Sure, why not?"

Wendy squealed and hugged her friend. "Yay-

"Quiet down and quit touching, Wendy. We're still in class."

Wendy obliged with a smile, feeling secure.

Behind them, a brunette quietly observed the two girls then smiled coyly as the bell rang. He headed out of the classroom and over to an abandoned AV room, where Pan and a fair haired boy, Felix, were talking quietly with each other. The brunette cleared his throat to signify his presence and the two stopped talking to turn to him.

"Yes, James, what is it?" Pan crossed his arms.

"The girl we're taking tonight, she's having someone sleepover at her house."

"Who?" Felix asked.

"The new girl, Darling."

"So what do we do?" Felix turned to Pan.

Pan smirked. "We'll just have to change the plans."

"At the last minute?" The pale blonde exclaimed.

"Yes. This one's important... This one's mine." Pan smiled deviously.

"So where are your parents?" Wendy followed Jane into her room and observed that aside from a Labrador Retriever, there was no one else home.

"My mom's usually out drinking with friends or going to parties and my Dad's on another business trip outside of the state."

"Oh," Wendy began to feel much less safe then when she had first entered the house. "So we're all alone here?"

Jane sensed the tension in her friend's voice and quickly replied, "Well no my brother should get back from Univ today actually. So we won't be soon enough." She smiled at the thought of her loving older brother coming back home.

Wendy dropped her bag to one side and felt relief slide over her. She decided to change the topic to keep her from scaring herself even more. "Seems like you're really excited to see your brother."

"I really am, I haven't seen him in months." Jane collapsed onto her bed, and eventually felt some weight drop down next to her.

"What's he like?"

"Okay, first of all, you're way out of his league."

Wendy laughed and pushed Jane's arm playfully. "I was just conversing, I don't have plans to date your brother."

"Well I sure hope not, my pretty little bird." A voice replied from across the room, a figure stood in the shadows.

Both girls screamed in fright, alarming the Labrador sitting outside the bedroom. Loud and aggressive barks resounded from behind the door, but it only made the figure advance from the dark.

"Pan," Jane whispered faintly.

Wendy backed away slowly on the bed, immensely frightened. Felix emerged from the window and jumped into the room behind Pan, holding a knife in plain sight. Wendy gulped and her eyes began to well with tears.

"Are you taking us both?" Although slightly shaken, Jane's voice was strong and indignant.

"Watch your tone-

Pan held his hand up at Felix and answered, "Originally we were planning to take just you, Jane." Wendy shot a scared look at Jane, but Jane simply stared Pan down. "But my encounter with Wendy, and your convenient sleepover changed that," Jane growled, but Pan could only smile wider. "We're not greedy, Jane dear, of course we're only taking one of you: Wendy."

At that moment, Jane charged at both of the boys and pushed them with all her strength. Pan fell backwards and toppled Felix over as well.

"Wendy, run!"

Shocked, it took Wendy a second before the words registered in her head. She bolted out the door, where the Labrador was still barking. The dog entered the room as Wendy raced down the stairs and ripping noises began to be heard from the bedroom. Wendy raced out the front door only to be hit by a cold spring wind, at that point she had remembered she was only in a tank and boyshort panties while barefoot. She threw caution over the wind and ran towards her home. Halfway through, a pair of swift footsteps began to echo behind her. Afraid to look back, she pushed herself to run even faster.

"My, my pretty little bird can fly," Pan's voice seemed to inch closer as he spoke, "But you must know I've been doing this for a long while now. So it's only a matter of time," a pair of arms enclosed around Wendy's waist and made her trip backwards closer to him, "before I catch you."