One I get comfortable back on my feet I turn to the door way of the treehouse I awoke in and make my way down the ladder. This place is strangely a dream come true, Pan has listened and understood my whole 'not the right gender thing'. It truly appears he wants to help me, this is all so strange. Somebody wishes to help me. Me. Odd, abnormal, unloved, unwanted, sick, useless, weak, damaged me. Though I do suppose neverland is a home for all the unloved boys. And I sure as hell am an unloved boy.

"Faith!" It's Pan, his voice strong and cunning as ever. I do not believe he means to wound me with that name.
"Yeah?" I shout back, god hearing my voice sometimes so high and girly... anyways.
"Come meet the rest of the lost boys!" He shouts back. Rest... that must mean! Oh my god he considers me the newest lost boy!!!
I don't give a reply I just quickly jump down the rest of the ladder and jog over to the ever loud presence of the lost boys.
"Ah here's our newest lost boy." His words are met with alot of surprise
"LOST BOY???"
"What the???"
"Huh?"
"I'm not even going to ask!"
"YES. Lost boy. Other wise he wouldn't be here. Or are you questioning me?" His question met with instant cries and yelps of "No never Pan!"

"But we do have a bit if a predicament boys!" Pan shouted out captivating the lost boys ever further, its strange how Pan is able to capture our attention in the snap of his fingers but I mean it is Pan.

"Our newest lost boy is going to need a spot" he continued voice raised loud enough so all of us could hear
"And we don't have anymore! So who here's going to teach him how to make a hammock or a mat?" I truly believe he was going to mention the clothes thing which in the long run wouldn't have really helped, I need to do things for myself. I'm a lost boy now so I better fucking act like it!
"I'll do it" A strong deep voice sounded from the left of me, from the boy who dealt with me during my time in the cage.
"Ahh Rufio perfect! Now you two run along!" Pan instructed in his Pan-like way of speaking, it is such a strange way to say it but it really is and I simply cannot think of another word that could fully encompass the way in which he speaks, the way in which he acts as a whole. Overall Pan is Pan-like in every aspect.

I weave through the cluster of boy doing my best to not make myself seem smaller and to walk confidentially. I do my best to walk opposite of how a girl would.
"Rufio right?" I question once I get to him.
"Yeah. And you're Faith the newbie."  He responds with certainty.
"I hate that name, but yes Faith Rushcotte" I confirm.
"Here we need to get some shit from in the woods so keep up." He starts as he begins to stride away. "Well Faith is a pretty sissy name, we'll have to give you something better! Well we would've anyway but still. And don't bother with the last name alright."
"So my name won't be Faith anymore?" My fingers cross as I ask the tan boy next to me.
"Nope we'll find something cool by tonight's bonfire! No more prissy fancy ass name for you" he grinned.
"Does everyone get new names?" I question everything here is quite new and strange, very very strange.
"Most. Only a few don't they already had names they went by like latchboy, and nibs. Rest of us did get our names here and that'd be me, Tootles, no nap, and all the others."
"Oh here we are, so do you want a mat or hammock? I forgot to ask earlier"
"Let's go with a mat." I've learned from experience that hammocks will end in disaster for me, I tend to fall out of them more often than not.