Hi this is my first fanfic ever, so please read and review! - Bluepine121

-Susan stood next to her brothers.

She was thinking very hard. Do I like him? She thought. He's tall and handsome, but I don't like him for his looks. He's kind, chivalrous, and so much more. That's why I love him. What was that?!

Do I LOVE him?!

She did.

"Su, are you OK?" Lucy asked.

"Of course she's not OK, she has the same expression Peter had when he had that that crush on

Lillie anderson. She's crushing on someone, I wonder who..." Edmund replied.

"oh shut up edmund." susan murmured.

" the three of you all need to shut up, caspian's speaking!" Peter said.

" ….now that aslan will stay for awhile to help rebuild, we can usher in a new era of peace." caspian finished, to applause.

" Children," said aslan " Narnia has spoken to me, and she has decided that you must stay."

Susan was so happy that she could stay in narnia where Caspian was, that she did something she would later regret...she kissed Caspian.

She could feel Caspian relax into the kiss, and she could also hear the crowd of narnians whispering.

Susan could tell her siblings were staring at her. She broke away and looked at Caspian. That was when

she noticed the crowd. Whispering and pointing. She felt herself going beet red, and slowly walked down the steps in front of her.

Susan noticed as the crowd parted for her, and as soon as she was out of the clearing, she turned a corner and ran, ran until she got to her favorite place, a clearing in the gardens. Completely hidden and even her siblings didn't know about it. This was her thinking place. Susan sat down on a stone bench and picked a flower. Twirling it in her fingers, she thought, why did I do it? I don't regret kissing him,

I regret kissing him in front of all narnia, what is everyone going to think now?

I wonder what is going on now.

To help calm herself, she sang a quiet song:

Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass, come over the hills to your darling,

You choose the road love, and i'll make the vow and i'll be your true love forever,

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows, fair is the lily of the valley,

Clear is the water that flows from the boyne, but my love is fairer than any.

(Red is the rose)

Singing always helped Susan calm down , but she wondered , what was going to happen next?