A / N ; So, I don't really know or guess that you will like this guys, because the story is not in the same era with the Pevensie's. You can tell that it happens in present, specifically 2010 / 2011. I thought to make the last story for Ed/Lu like I said before in Dear Aslan, are you there? This is me Edmund Pevensie story, the continuation from the previous stories I wrote, but I think my mind and my hands want me to do different things. So, voila… Just let's see how it will turn out and tell me what you think. Last but not least, I want to thank to all of you who keep encouraging me to keep writing, I'll do my best so please support me till the end. Enjoy…
Disclaimer; I own nothing except the plot.
MY LIFE WOULD SUCK WITHOUT YOU
-Respect-
It wrote Principal on the office door.
Inside, sat Prof. Diggory behind his table. In cross of him, sat a girl with shoulder length honey hair—she's actually very pretty but now she looked very annoyed with everything around her, and a messy black hair boy—whom his head is now bandage and still bleed small amount of blood.
"The new semester just started about two weeks ago and this is already 3 rows since it's begun. It's always the same problem every time either of you came to my office, always between Lucy Pevensie cried all herself out or Edmund Caspian XI injured and bruised severely. You've been know each other and together since the rest of your life," Prof. Diggory putted his arm on the table and opened it widely to the two students.
"Not really know each other, and together-together," the bandage head boy interrupted. "It's just because you befriend with my parents and then threw us to the same school ever since we're born."
"For this once he finally used his pea brains," the girl rolled her eyes. The boy almost protests but she confidently continues. "He's right, if you and his parents didn't do that we might not end up like this." So Edmund didn't protest, because for this once he supported Lucy.
"We did throw you to every school we do know the best in education, just like I did to my oldest son, Peter, and now look where he is, Oxford," the professor explained patiently. "Would you please tell me what is the problem this time."
"She hit me sir! With a bloody wooden stick!" Edmund surely excited to explain that.
"After he mock our family and called me with oh only God know what it means," Lucy viciously added.
"Enough," the principal raised his right hand. "Suddenly I don't care about the excuse this time, but I must say that this is your last year in High School. In a few months you'll graduate, end up in some college or what ever you want. So why don't you use this as the last chance to treasure each other?" he shook his head tiredly and put his glasses off.
"Treasure?" both of his students repeated.
"Yes, you have a very high opportunity to become best friends for the rest of your life! You just didn't see that, and now I hope you will-before you graduate," the professor said it lively.
"That's really impossible," Lucy chuckled.
"Not gonna happen, ever," Edmund yawned.
"I will pend your graduation, I will only give it to you if you learn to respect each other," Prof. Diggory sighed.
"What!" the two students straighten their back on their seat and shriek.
"You can't do that Prof!" the dark hair boy protested. He hated the idea.
"I'm the principal, I can do anything to my students, especially when it will come to greater good," Diggory raised his eyebrows.
"Nothing good will come to this, it's not even the brightest idea," the only girl in that room stated.
"Yeah, and my father will not agree to any of this," Edmund nodded fiercely.
"We'll see," the professor smirked.
"I can't believe this!" Edmund yelled in frustration and drowned himself on the single couch.
Lucy took a deep breath. "Tell me you're not serious. I planned all my life to go to the college and you're not going to be the one who'll get in my way," she looked deeply to her principal / teacher / parent eyes. "Dad?" and pleaded when she didn't hear any response.
"Of course I am serious," Prof. Diggory shrugged.
Edmund cursed his luck quietly, his face turns red. Lucy on the other hand, gets paler.
"Fine," she finally decided, raised her chin confidently. "But I have no idea from where we have to start, neither did he," that she's going to agree with her dad. She doesn't even know since when did the fight with Edmund start, and she's like saving her money and studying so hard to enter the college, for all her sake, she's not going to let this slip the opportunity away.
"You're joking?" Edmund choked.
Her eyes flood with tears and her voice start shaky when she speaks. "Shut up! I'm not gonna let you ruin my future! And I have enough, okay? I'm tired…" she doesn't want to cry, she doesn't want to look weak in front of anyone. But this boy next to her, he knows everything to make her walls crumble and finally destroy.
Edmund sighed. "This is, really pain," he said inaudibly, referring to his head of course, both physically and mentally. "Can you tell us where to start?" he then looked up to his teacher.
"Well, clearly you have to start respecting others. Every words, every gesture, should mean no harm," a smile started to shape in Diggory's lips. "For you, you can start to act like a gentleman. To tell you the truth, I feel embarrassed to know that one of my male students slipped his tongue and said something so not nice to a girl, as her father I'm actually very furious about it and if not because professionalism I probably already drag you to hell. So starts respect her with walk her to school, walk her home, and anything you think need to do," he started with Edmund.
"Professor, I have a girlfriend," the boy frowned, tried to save his last of good life.
"Congratulation, nice knowing that," Diggory only nodded and congrats him, leaving him transform into a statue. "And Lucy dear, respect him for what he will done to you," he then glanced to Lucy who busily stabilized herself and wiped her tears away. "Of course, says I'm sorry is very necessary when one of you do something wrong, and you can always says that's okay-forgiving is a very difficult thing. Last but not least, I believe that says thank you is enough to make a person day become brighter. Remember, start to spent you're time with each other," he then return his attention to both of them.
Edmund massaged his forehead lightly. "Okay… Let's just say that we'll do that," he said without looking to anything but his shoes. "But how will you know when we really respecting each other?" and finally stare at Diggory's face.
"Believe me, I will know," the old man laughed.
"Ugh…" Lucy moaned heavily.
"You may leave, we'll see your progress to the next one month," Diggory kept his smile and excuse both of them.
"Thank you sir," Edmund stood up quickly, how he wanted to leave this room quickly.
"I'll see you later," Lucy got up too and followed her school mate stroll out from the office.
"May God help us," the professor leaned into his chair and looked up.
"I can't believe this," Edmund shook his head while he walked side by side with Lucy to their different class.
"You think? We have no choice," Lucy busily observed the hall way wall, she wants to look anything but him.
"Damn, Jill wouldn't ever approve this," Edmund sounded as if he really is in trouble.
"As your girlfriend she's supposed to support you through every obstacle," Lucy rolled her eyes.
"Not this one, and don't talk so easily like you know her," the boy warned her.
"Come on, you've just been dating 3 months," she finally looked at him and scoffed teasingly.
"Do you want to feel my tongue again piercing your heart?" he smirked.
"Well, no one can blame you for being silver tongue, but I always have the stick," Lucy stopped in front of her class door, and before Edmund says something. "And sorry, for that. Next time I hit softer," she apologized about his head.
He stunned. "So I think the attitude start now?" stopped walking, and assumed.
"Yeah, why not? Can't you?" Lucy lifted her shoulders.
"This time I have to admit defeat. I will need time to recover until tomorrow," the boy crossed his arms and sighed.
Well, that's not very surprising, Lucy thought. She held herself for not say it out loud and start the fire.
"Give me your number," Edmund said suddenly, made Lucy guard caught off.
"Home or cell?" she asked nervously and hardly tried to hide it.
"Haha.. You're joking right?" the boy laughed coldly while pulled out his cell from his pants pocket. "Of course your cell—never mind, just give me both of them!" he finally ran out of patient.
It's been a rough day for Lucy. She's very grateful that her family still held the tradition of tea time on their home, at 4 o' clock they usually gathered in their porch, eating sandwich, drinking tea, brighten each other day, something like that.
"Oh my God, I can't believe that you finally settle with him!" her brother, Peter, burst out laughed after she finished her story.
"I still don't know if this going to work or not," Lucy said gloomily.
"Of course it will, it's your dad idea right?" their mom, Polly, convinced her.
"Mad dad, wicked!" the thought of his dad made Peter laughter resistant more futile. "Aslan, come here boy!" he finally called their dog to distract him, he still snickered though.
A golden retriever who lay sleepily at their lawn got up, yawned, and walked lazily to him. Peter rubbed his head and played with him for a while.
"So, is he going to pick you tomorrow? Can I peek? Is he cute? Your dad said he's fine, and fine for him means beautiful or gorgeous," Polly took a sip from her cup. She and Peter are so much alike, they both have extremely criminally blonde hair and capturing sky blue eyes, at kindergarten until now anyone would know straightly who Peter parent is is. Lucy is more like her father, they have honey hair-dark brown with golden touch, and beautiful blue eyes, in this case though, Lucy's eyes is the most prettiest-bluest eyes you ever see.
"Mom, please. It's not like we're start dating or anything. He bullied me ever since I was 5!" Lucy chewed her sandwich fiercely.
"And I can always beat the crap out of him, you know that right?" Peter interrupted. His hands still busily playing with Aslan who looks really enjoys it.
"Yes, but I don't," his mom straightly showed her objection. "Why are you always being so jealous when I mentioned some man who seems more beautiful than you do? You know you always be the most beautiful man I ever know," she then pinched his cheek.
"Thanks for that, but I was more provoke with how Lucy tells that she's been bullied since she was 5," Peter chuckled and defended himself.
"I didn't see it like that?" Polly mocked him.
"If Peter is the most beautiful man you ever know, where dad stands?" Lucy grinned and tried to shield her brother from their mother.
"You're dad is the best gentleman that a woman in my era could possibly married to," Polly confidently told them.
"Wow," Lucy nodded excitedly.
"Darn, he beat me," Peter joked.
Aslan whimpers.
Their mother giggled and glance her wrist watch. "Oops! I'm late for my tennis club, better go now. Are you sure you don't want to come, sweet heart?" she then stood and looked at her daughter.
"No thanks, I'm still in my state shock, best be at home than at field and being risk to kiss by the tennis ball on my face," Lucy rejected her offer sarcastically.
"You want to look fine for tomorrow, okay then," Polly laughed and walked up to her.
"Agh," Lucy groaned as her forehead kissed by her mother.
"I'll see you both at dinner," said Polly as she kissing Peter. "Bye Aslan," she patted the adorable dog.
"Seriously, everyone should stop saying stuff like that. There will be absolutely nothing between me and that monster except respect. I'm just so glad that we'll only have a couple of months together, and he finally out of my life," the girl said to her brother after their mother left.
"Hmm," the brother only mumbled and drinking his tea.
"What?" Lucy asked.
"I'm just saying that maybe mom was right. What if he actually your soul mate or something, you've been with him for years? I mean, who knows what will happen? Fate works in mysterious ways. I hear your whined about him since I was 9, so I think there will be 2 possibilities when he left. You're so glad and start your newly think free life, or you'll getting lonely and missing him," Peter explained carefully and softly as he can.
"The second is not going to happen," Lucy putted another sandwich into her mouth.
"One thing for sure, I haven't see that brat about three years, I can't wait to see him coming tomorrow. I think I'll peek with mom," Peter chuckled.
"What are you now, my sister?" Lucy protested.
Suddenly, Peter's cell rings. "That's my call, gotta go. Susan needs to go to the library with me. I'll see you at dinner," he then stood up and stroll to his sister.
"Yea, be careful," she sighed as he kissed her hair. "Tell her I say hi!" and yelled as her brother leaving the porch. Peter yelled something back for replied.
"Just you and me now," Lucy sighed as she looked at Aslan which looked at her back blankly. Now, she's almost alone, again. And her head began to fill with the monster. She can't imagine what tomorrow will be. So she stood and cleaned the table and the porch-with Aslan tailing her, such a good boy. After that she come to her room and took her towel, prepare for a nice bubble bath when her cell beeps to an incoming massage.
It's from an unknown number, and she wondered who.
Text me your address. Definitely Edmund, who else?
She text her address and clicked the send button.
I'll be there at 7.30, make sure you already prepare. I don't like to keep waiting. Edmund replied come a minute later.
Fine. She text again and send it. After that she threw herself to her bed and drowned her head to her pillow. She woke after she heard Aslan bark.
So that's for the first chapter, of course there are more will be coming to them, the next chapter will be longer than this. I'm sorry if I messed up the grammar because I wrote it at 3 o' clock in the morning when I can't sleep, and back then until I don't know when-that hour is my only time to write because I've been (and probably will) very busy lately. I kinda wrote it with my eyes half close and tiredly, it was suck.
So tell me what you think, suck, good, name it. Please review and I'll see you at the next update.