I'm not at all fluttered with boastful men, my best friends are all fancied by men of those kind, they say it's 'cute'. Nonetheless I am not fond of them. I don't find arrogant men interesting at all. Oh, look here's Lily.
"Hi Marie, oh you wouldn't believe who just bumped me today!" I rolled my eyes at her, here we go again. Perhaps she is one of the reasons why I won't ever like Peter Pevensie, she praises him like some kind of King-god even.
"Have I mentioned he has hair like gold?" Lily started blabbing on and on about Peter, it's kind of irritating already. "He had another fight today. Although his little brother Edwand, I think… Helped him a bit. Peter's just soo… sooo"
"And you like men who loves to fight? Plus with such a boastful personality to top it off?" I asked her, sorry but I couldn't help it. How many times do I have to tell her I don't like talking about men like those.
"Well, then what do you prefer? Men like that guy that keeps on bothering one of my classmates?- poor Susan" Lily pointed over to a newspaper stand, I saw Susan, she was getting pissed off already. "Or men like Peter who women like me chase after? "
"Neither."
"Oh, come on! Peter's not half bad! Every girl dreams about being fancied by some guy " I'll put an end to this idiotic talk already.
"We're gonna be left behind by the train if we don't hurry up." Yes, that's definitely the way to end this talk.
"You're such a wet blanket!" I heard Lily cry after me, I may be a wet blanket, but at least I don't fawn over men who barely knows I exist.
"Geez, Marie. If you don't change your attitude, for sure you'll be an old spinster. Never to have a husband and never to have beautiful children." Lily teased me. I've thought about it already, women marry young about 17 to 19. And if you don't marry by 20, hence: you'll be branded as old. 20? Already married and bearing children? Blahh, for me that is still extremely young.
"And you want to marry already?" I asked her, I already know her answer.
"Yes, I'm already 17. And speaking of ages, you're turning 17 too! Advance happy birthday!" Lily greeted me.
"Thank you Lily" I smiled at her. "Although I'll be dreading that day already."
"Why? 17 is the start of men asking your father for your hand! Oh, that'll be romantic! You being there, to tell your father if you like him or not…" Lily kept on going and going until we've reached the platform. I grabbed my bag and reached for my book, Five children and It. Seems interesting for me. I analyzed the front cover of my book; it was given by my mother for my seventeenth birthday. Although a baby brother or sister would have been better. Growing up alone for 16, almost 17 years sibling-less isn't really what I would call fun.
"Oh my God, Marie. You'll never believe who's seating at the bench beside us!" Lily whispered, who is it now?
"Who?" I whispered back at her.
"Peter"
Damn.
"As in Pevensie?" I asked her, if we are seating next to him, for sure Lily would make me do something stupid, like make friends with him or some
sort! "No! What ever you are thinking, no! I absolutely won't do anything you ask of me! Wrong number. Sorry Lily, you are definitely barking at the wrong tree!" I almost yelled at her.
"But, you promised me!" Uh-oh.
"When? I don't remember granting you any promise of any sort."
"Remember? When I turned 13. You forgot to greet me, until a day later! I was so upset and you told me you will make up for it. You promised me, you said you'll do anything, anytime that I want you to do. And this is it. I want you to be friends with Peter and introduce me to him."
"I don't think I'm the type of girl he'll want to be friends with," I told her, more like 'he's not the type of boys I'd like to make friends with'
"Oh, don't be silly! You're pretty, long black hair and black eyes, it's classic! Please! For all the things we've been through, please? Just go talk to him for me! You know me I get a little shy… Please? For all the things we've been through together?" Lily's getting delusional. But if I don't talk to him, for sure she'll get disappointed with me…
"Only if you accompany me."
"I will! As long as you do all the talking and introducing!" Lily's like a business man sometimes. I hate it.
"Great, now let's go over to them." I said Lily immediately grabbed my arm and made her way through the Pevensies pulling me with her. When she stopped all eyes, were on me, including Lily-that little traitor.
"May I help you?" Susan asked me, her voice immediately intimidated me. I could only stare.
"If you don't need anything, mind leaving already?" This time the voice didn't come from Susan but from a boy nearly or possible older than I am. He had hair like gold. This must be him. Peter. Peter Pevensie. Just from the tone of his voice, I can say all my speculations are right. I don't like him. He's nothing more than an arrogant, boastful boy. But before I can open my mouth to say something there were strong winds blowing through us, and I felt somebody grab both my hands and I heard Peter yell, "hold hands". Then that's when I got knocked out.
