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Chapter 1: The Pevensies

Stella had been waiting for Mrs. Macready to get back with the other children from the train station for quite some time now. Professor Diggory Kirk, Had kindly volunteered to take in a family of four children who were being evacuated from London like her. They were lucky to be coming as a family. So many children got split up. But Stella was also nervous. This family was probably really close with one another, there being two boys and two girls. She hoped they would at least attempt to be friendly with her. Stella hoped they wouldn't ask about her family. She suddenly heard Mrs. Macready talking. So stella got up and left to meet the new people.

" And above all, there will be no disturbing the professor." Mrs. Macready concluded Right when Stella appeared at the door way. " Ah, Stella. There you are. come meet the children, dear." So Stella walked up to the tall blonde boy who was most likely the oldest.

" Stella Parker." She said extending her hand out. The boy shook it out of politeness not of friendliness. She could tell.

" Peter Pevensie."

" Pleased to meet you."

" Susan Pevensie." Stella smiled at the girl. Then went over to a boy with a scowl on his face.

" Edmund." But he didn't shake her hand. So Stella nodded to him.

" Lucy Pevensie. Nice to meet you! You're very pretty." This shocked Stella. No one had ever told her she was pretty before. Most people thought she was odd looking because of her too- pale skin, long, wavy, dark brown hair that fell past her waist and deep blue eyes that were so blue that it made people feel uneasy. Lucy seemed to sense her shock.

" Are you all right, Stella?" Lucy asked.

" Oh! I'm fine! It's just that no one except my Mum has ever called me pretty before." Stella said, laughing. But all the Pevensies seemed shocked at her answer. There was an awkward silence between them until Mrs. Macready broke the silence.

" Well, you've had your introductions. Now Peter, you and Edmund will share a room. There are two seperate beds there so that won't be a problem. Susan, You, Stella and Lucy are sharing a room but there is one double bed and one single bed, so you girls can figure it out. Stella, why don't you show them to their rooms?"

" Of course." So Stella started up the stairs making sure the rest were behind here. She stopped in front of a big wooden door and started opening the door.

" Now this is the boy's room." Stella said gesturing around while Peter and Edmund put down their stuff and took off their coats. Then they came back out to come see where the girls room was. Walking a few doors down Stella stopped and opened the door to a room. " This is our room."

" It's lovely!" Lucy exclaimed. Jumping on the single bed. " Stella, Susan, you two won't mind sharing a bed, would you?" Lucy asked.

" Lucy, that might not be a good idea. Stella and I just met."

" It's probably out of Susan and Stella's comfort zone, Lu." Peter added.

" Oh no. It's fine with me as long as Susan is alright with it. I used to share a bed with my sister." Stella said smiling warmly at Lucy and Susan.

" Why isn't your sister here?" Edmund asked. Stella stopped smiling and looked at Edmund with her penetrating blue eyes.

" Well, my sister went over to a friends house and the house was bombed. No body who was in the house survived. And my father was killed in battle a little while ago." Stella said letting a tear run down her face. " I'm sorry I get upset talking about that." She said quickly wiping away the tear. Peter had a sudden urge to go and hug her. It was hard to restrain himself. Her whole figure shook. It was actually heart breaking. She looked so fragile. She was so thin. Thankfully, before he actually went and hugged her, Lucy wrapped her self around Stella, who graciously returned the hug. " Anyway enough about my sister. Susan do mind sharing the bed?"

" Of course not. I just thought until we got to know each other better it would be easier for Lucy and I to share a bed." Susan said. She really liked Stella. She was kind and sweet. She seemed to have wisdom that most girls her age wouldn't have. " Not to seem rude, how old are you, Stella?"

" I'm fourteen."

" Your the same age as me." Stella looked over at Peter. That was the first time he actually said something to her without her addressing him first. She smiled at Peter.

" You don't look fourteen. Your just a bit taller than me and your so thin!" Edmund stated.

" Oh... well, there's not always enough money to have big meals so we usually have some bread and a little bit of soup." Stella said, blushing slightly.

" There is enough here though isn't there?" Peter asked Stella, seeming concerned about her.

" There's plenty, but you see, since I'm used to small meals, my stomach shrunk over time so I get full very easily. But I am trying to eat more. Speaking of food, Mrs. Macready usually brings dinner up to the room at about 6:00 and it's 5:30 right now, so if you could help me set up the table I would really appreciate it." Stella said, walking over to a cupboard. She piled five plates and handed them to peter. " We eat in the drawing room, so if you walk to the end of the corridor and turn right, the first door on your left is the drawing room." She said while handing Lucy some place mats and Susan and Edmund the cutlery while she took the cups.

Everyone had finished eating a delicious supper of mashed potatoes, steak and roasted vegetables. Stella was right, she ate so little. She could barely finish one piece of steak without becoming full. She also had to drink lot's of water to keep from bloating herself. Lucy and Susan seemed to like Stella very much and he could tell Edmund was becoming fond of her. He couldn't seem to tear away his gaze from her eyes though. They were so blue. He thought Susan's eyes were very blue but looking at hers Susan's eye colour was weak. Peter wondered why no one had ever called her pretty. She was completely gorgeous. He observed as she put her finger to her lips. He could just imagine kissing them. They were a pretty shade of pink. He shook his head trying to clear the thought from his mind, but she was so beautiful.

" Peter? Are you all right?" Susan asked, sensing an uneasy feeling in her brother.

" What? Oh. Yea I'm fine. Don't worry Sue." Peter mumbled.

All too soon it was dark and time for them to go to sleep. They had all shared interests about there lives with Stella. That girl could never stop smiling. Just her presence seemed to lift everyones mood. Susan and Lucy had come to say good night to Edmund and him. Right about when he was about to fall asleep, he realized that he had forgotten a book in his sisters room. So he excused himself and walked up to the door. It was slightly open so he could see Stella sitting at the window looking up at the sky. She was talking so he decided to listen...

"Dear God, I know I may seem like a happy person on the outside, but I'm hurting. i miss my sister. And my father. I wish this ridiculous war was over and I could go visit Mum. I wish Alice and Dad were still alive. I hope mum isn't in to much danger. I can only hope. God, please help my mother. She needs your help. All the people who are fighting need your presence to give them strength and courage. I'd offer up my own life to see the world at peace again. I could be an angel for everyone. But right now, I'll I ask of you is that i have a piece from home with me at all times. Thank you lord. Amen." Stella finished. With silent tears running down her face. She wiped them away and started braiding her hair. Peter decided that he could knock now.

" May I come in?" he asked. This obviously startled Stella, because she jumped and started rubbing her face.

" Of course. Did you come for your book?" She asked.

" Yes."

" Oliver Twist is a really good book. I enjoyed reading it." Stella said handing the book to him, smiling.

" A bit gruesome though."

" Yes. But it's still good." She said pausing. " Well good night, Peter."

Susan had come in with Lucy. She had told Lucy a story, which quickly put her to sleep. She got under the covers with Stella.

" I think Peter may have a crush on you." Susan said.

" What makes you think that? Your family is the only that hasn't thought me odd looking, but I would be surprised if Peter liked me."

" When you gave him his book back, when he walked out of the room and was blushing a furious Scarlett. It was quite funny actually. Whatever you said to him you should say it more often." Susan finished, with quite an evil grin.

" I was only talking to him about the book."

" Then he must really like you if you were only talking about that."

" Well, maybe I just make him uneasy, but we can find out more about that tomorrow can't we?"

" Yes. We can. Goodnight, Stella." Susan said.

" Goodnight, Susan." Stella said, blowing out the candle. That night, Stella had a feeling of security and warmth. And she slept better than she had since the war started.

So? What do you think? I think It was an okay first chapter. But tell me what you think. Thanks to all who are actually giving this story a chance. I know a lot of people who don't like stories with OCs, but thank you to every one who reads this. Luv ya!