Silent fears

Chapter one

A/N hello there , ok i know the summary didn't really sound that great but i had no clue what to actually put down. this is may first Narnia fan fiction, I may not update that often, depends how i am. By the way i don't own Narnia or the film either which completely sucks.

Bored. That's what was written across her face right now. Lightly tapping her pen upon her book, he bit back a laugh. Looking over beyond her he saw his two other friends, James and David. Noticing that he wasn't paying attention in class like he normally did, she was about to nudge and talk to him when an ear splitting shout was carried across the room.

"Jessica Macfadden, would you stop disrupting Peter and kindly get back to taking notes ready for your test tomorrow, NOW."

Looking at Peter she gave a small smirk but in a demure voice

"Sorry miss, it won't happen again miss"

Shaking her head at the brunette went back to writing on the blackboard for their history lesson. Normally she would have been paying attention to a lesson as gruesome as this one, but up till recently she had been drawing something. Now something had taken over her mind. Peter had seen the look quite a few times in school and when she was at home, friends or otherwise. Looking over at the drawing she had done and taken great pains to get right. The drawing was of a man in a wooden building lying across the table, candle knocked over covered in plague boils. The man had a look of pain and fear written across his face. Around him were those of what was his family laying dead. Noticing that he had stopped taking notes and his mind was on something else, Jessica looked up from her notes and followed his gaze. She smiled slightly, placing a hand on his and with her other hand drew the pictures towards them signed and dated it in the corner and pushed it towards Peter. Looking at James she stuck her tongue out at him and quickly went back to taking notes. James and David looked at one another, smirked and James scrawled on a bit of paper, ripped it out of his book, lent back and waved his arm around behind Jessica to get Peter's attention. Peter smiled to himself and leaned back to get the note from him. Once Peter had got the note from James, he noticed that he had an evil grin on his face. Shaking his head slightly he placed the note in-between his book and unfolded the note

Ah so now not only is she drawing for you, next she'll be asking you to model for her, and we all know where that'll go. Don't we?

Just before Peter could write anything down, everyone was standing up. The head teacher for the school came into the room looking very sombre. Walking slowly to their teacher she was about to start a whispered conversation, when she noticed that the whole room was on its feet. Waving an arm at them all to sit down, turning her attention back to their teacher she nodded then went into step behind her and out the door.

A minute had elapsed before everyone started talking. People at the front turned around to face those at the back. The question that everyone was asking was what just happened there?

While everybody was talking, Peter noticed out of the corner of his eye that one person who would be in the thick of conversation wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to any of them. In fact her attention was focused outside the classroom through the window, watching the two women talk and glancing into the room. Leaning towards Jessica and whispered

"What's the matter? You're never this quite when something like this happens."

Pulling her attention away and to a blank piece of paper trying to block out Peter's stares and what he was asking. Asking again but in a more cheerful tone

"Oh it's about you, AGAIN, what have you done this time?"

Without looking up from her paper she spat

"It's not about me alright. Why is it that whenever someone comes in it's always about me? Just lay off me OK."

Looking put out more than anything he looked over to the window to see his teacher nod and go into step behind the head. The door handle was pulled down which made everyone go quite and stand up. Holding the door open the head slowly made her way to the front desk. Standing with the head their teacher motioned for them all to sit down. In a slow voice the head looked up slowly and said

"I would like to speak to a Miss Jessica Macfadden regarding a matter of great importance, to be discussed in private."

Every eye went straight to look at her with curious and accusing stares. Jessica looked completely bemused and deflated. Nodding once she got up slowly, gathered her things together and made her way to the head whom was standing by the door. Once out of the door and closed behind them she turned to face Jessica and placed a hand on her shoulder. The head said something to her. Jessica hung her head in response and let herself be steered away towards the office.

Everyone in the class by this time had sat down and had seen what had happened outside the classroom. Their teacher did nothing to stop them watching. Now that the show was over, she took a deep breath and asked everyone to carry on with taking notes, and threatened to jail the people who didn't. The lesson went by in a daze for the class, though three people weren't paying attention to what she was saying. They were constantly looking from Jessica's seat to the board, trying to take notes, then their gaze would linger through the window.

Peter was looking out the window when he felt something ping him on his arm. Looking over he saw James and David, looking worried. David mouthed to Peter: "Do you know what's happened?" Shaking his head, Peter looked down at the floor and frowned to himself. Looking up he mouthed: "Do you?" both boys shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders.

Looking at the clock, it was almost lunchtime, and, for the three, couldn't have come at a better time.

Five minutes later an old man came by the corridor, holding a bell. A minute later the bell was ringing outside (the sign for lunch). The others finished what they were doing, putting their pens down. The teacher looked at the clock and shook her head, put her chalk down and told everyone to bring their books and line up at her desk to make sure they had been taking notes on the lesson. Once she had seen everyone and was happy with them; they were dismissed.

"Peter, James and David; can you talk to me before you leave, please? Thankyou."

Looking at one another, they said in unison "yes miss,"

One everyone else had left the room, the three with their things walked to the front desk. Placing her face in her hands, the teacher let out a long sigh. Shaking her head, she looked up at the three teens and in a low voice said "Don't push Jessica, give her some space though be there for her," she advised. "She might night be here for long," she added to herself quietly. Shaking her head she waved her hand and effectively dismissed them.

The three boys walked towards the door and out of the room. Once James was out of the door he closed it behind him. All three took a long, deep breath, then let the silence fill the room. After a few minutes had passed, David spoke up. "What just happened in there? And what's happening to Jessica? It must be bad if Miss Grim came to her." James and Peter smiled at the name David had used for their head, and shook their heads.

"We should find her and find out what's going on," James said, worriedly.

"James is right, we should… but then how do we go about it?"

"You know what? I think… I think we should just do what we normally do… and if she wants to tell us, she will." Peter suggested.

"Peter, you idiot… you just-"

"No James, he's right," David decided. "The one thing she'll appreciate is normality. Hopefully in her own time she'll either tell us or Peter."

Smiling to himself, he walked off and said "Don't know about you two but I'm hungry. It's lunch, and it's Shepards' Pie today!" With that he bolted down the corridor and into the main hall. Peter and James looked at each other and smiled. James ran down the corridor and shouted: "Come on Peter, hurry up!" Peter was about to run, instead walked quickly – giving himself time to mull things over.

Nearing the hall, he said to himself "If something really bad has happened to her then I'll be there for her… no matter what." Grabbing a tray he smiled at James and David and took his place in line for food, trying to forget life's problems and the war that was being waged in the world.

A/N hope you enjoyed it. hoping to update soonish as i'm getting into the story now. let me know what you all thought of the chapter. So R & R