Hey, people! I haven't seen a story about Lucy's life yet, just Peter and Edmund, so...the temptation was too great. XD
Sorry if the characters are too OOC, but I tried.
Disclaimer: No, I only own Emily, Elizabeth, David, and people you don't recognize. Unfortunately.*sob*
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When Dad got the draft, the very first thing that I heard was nothing. Stunned silence. Then Mum and Susan started to cry. Edmund got mad and jumped up off his chair so fast that it fell over, and then ran up to his room. Peter was trying to stay strong for us, but I could tell that he was afraid. I went over and gave him a hug, and he held onto me. I was scared too. Dad had gotten the letter that morning, and it was obvious that he knew it was his duty to go, but he did not want to.
I had never seen him cry before, except once when Edmund fell out of a tree and landed on his head. We thought he was dead. And Daddy had cried. Now we knew that Edmund was very much alive, but Dad was crying again and holding Mum.
Through my tears, I idly wondered if Ed wanted to come back down, instead of being all alone upstairs. I looked up at Peter and whispered, "Ed?"
He shook his head, "Later. Or Dad will go get him."
Dad was the only person who really understood Edmund, and now he was leaving. It was only natural that Ed would be the most upset, next to Mum. My best friend Emily's dad got drafted, and now he's back, injured. Before he came back, Emily never came outside if she could help it, and her Mum always wore black. I don't ever want my family to become like that.
Peter suddenly shifted me off of his lap and and went upstairs.
I hope he's talking to Ed. Nicely. I thought.
He wasn't. About five minutes later, we all heard them yelling at each other.
"Don't you think we care about Dad too?! You aren't the only one!"
"You know what? You can never take Dad's place! You don't even try to understand!"
And on, and on, and on.
I got up and started heading for the stairs with Dad, but Susan stopped me.
"It's okay, Lu. Dad will handle them," she whispered.
Slowly, it got quieter, and Peter came back down, looking mad.
"I can't stand him sometimes!" he fumed.
"Peter!" Mum said, putting a hand on his arm. "He's your brother! Try to understand him."
"I'll try." Then Mum looked at Susan and me and asked us to try also. "He's taking it harder than you. Please promise that you'll try to understand."
Susan sniffed, then nodded. "Yes, Mummy," I whispered. He was my brother, after all.
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The next day, I tried to walk with Ed to school because I thought he might be lonely. Unfortunately, his friends came up and started teasing him about being with me. When he got mad, I left. I just started walking faster. I don't like his friends. They're mean, and all that they do is bully people smaller than them, me included. They pick on Edmund too, he just doesn't realize it. That's why he joined them. I know he isn't completely like that. He's still my brother.
Eventually Emily came and walked with me. "Where's Edmund?" She asked, looking around. She's always had a bit of a crush on my brother even if he does pick on her. She thinks he's handsome and used to rant about him all the time. Then her Dad left, so she was temporarily distracted. Now she's back to Edmund, so she'll go on and on about the color of his hair. She is pretty, not to mention nice, so if Edmund cared, he could possibly like her back. (I stop that train of thought, because now I'm beginning to sound like my aunt.) She considers it an honor to get teased by Edmund, because then he actually shows that he knows that she exists.
I think she's insane. But a good insane.
"Em? Dad got drafted yesterday."
She stopped walking. "Really?"
"Yes."
"I'm awfully sorry! How's Edmund taking it?"
I knew she'd bring him up. "Not that well. He and Peter got in a fight last night."
"Don't they always?" she asked.
I stared at her, and she looked back at me. "Oh, Lucy! I didn't mean it like that. I meant....well.....haven't they been arguing before?"
I started walking again. "Yes. But not that bad."
"Emmy!" Her sister Elizabeth came running up.
"What?"
"Daddy's sick! Mummy wants you to come."
She looked at me, then back at her sister. "Lizzy, how bad is it?"
"I don't know! Mummy wouldn't let me see him."
She went pale, "Alright, I'm coming. Bye, Lucy! Bye, Edmund!"
I watched her as she ran down the street with her sister trailing.
A notice in one of the windows mentioned something about the queen. I wished that I was royalty; life would be so much easier...
"C'mon, Lucy, we'll be late!"
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First chapter! Just to make it easier to understand, here are the ages: Peter-14; Susan-13; Edmund-9; Lucy-8. If Lucy seems too old, pretend that she's writing this as she grows up, in a diary or something just to remember it all. I based the Pevensie's ages off how old I thought they were when I read the book. I know it's not canon, but that's how I'm writing them. Feel free to imagine them differently.
Sorry about any non-British things. Correct me if you see any!
Reviews are appreciated!
