Lucy woke crying. It looked around 1 o'clock ish. It was dark outside, and she could hear the wind blow through the tree's. Sure, the
tree's moved a bit, but nothing compared to the dancing ones back in the place she rightfully belongs.
Lucy got up, and went to the window. She pulled it open, and sat on the roof of the house, just watching the road and listerning to
the wind. She could here no other sound. If the war was still on, they'd have to be sleeping with no lights on whatsoever, but the war
was over, and she was glad. She sat there for hours, re-thinking her life.
"Aslan" She whispered "Aslan. Why would you give us these perfect lives in Narnia if you knew we'd have to return to this boring
life in England? It's basically torturing! I know your there! I just need to know why! Please, Aslan! Let me return to my true home!"
Lucy yells. Luckily, the boys were in a deep sleep like they always were.
"Please" She whispers "Just let me return. I'll do anything for you! My only wish is to returrn. I shall pray every night and I swear to
God, if it takes me my whole life, I will come back!" She yells "And no one, I repeat: No one! Can stop me. I know you hear me. I
know your here somewhere. I just know"
Then she heared a faint 'Lucy!' from the her bedroom. Peter gasped when he saw Lucy on the roof.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Swearing by the name of God that even if it takes me my whole life, I will return to Narnia" Lucy says calmly.
"Get down. Susan, mother and father are getting home tomorrow and I don't want them thinking you've been replaced by a zombie"
Peter orders.
"Fine, whatever" Lucy sighs, very teenage-like. Well, she is a teenager, Peter though, maybe it's hormones? Nah, wont be, just girly
fight after-math.
Lucy get's down and back to her bedroom, and gets in her bed.
"Please go to sleep" Peter says.
"Yes, father" Lucy says sighing because Peter was acting less a brother, more a father. Peter just closes the door and goes off back to
his own bedroom.
Lucy got up late the next day, and woke to the sound of knocking.
"Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn" She kept repeating; no one had woken her up, and she wanted to look her best for her
reunion with her parents and sister. She rushed as fast as she could to put on her clothes. When she was putting on her tights, she
tripped over trying to put them on standing up.
"Oh damn" She says once again, and gets up, finally succeding her tight-war. She puts on a skirt (long skirt, because they wore those
in those days) And a white shirt with a redish coloured cardigan, which maches her slightly-curly longish auburn hair.
"Lucy!" She heared Peter calling her from downstairs. Oh dear, Susan and her parents have already arrived.
"Lucy, they're here!" She heared her name again.
"Coming!" She shouted to as loud as she could to reassure them she was alive "Hold on a minute!"
She finally finished getting changed, and took a 2 second glimpse of herself in a mirror. She looked okay, the slightest bit scruffy
from rushing, but okay.
Lucy hurried as fast as she could downstairs. Halfway down the staircase, she saw her lovely parents and most beautiful - gentle
sister. She smiled.
"Hello!" She says running into her sisters arms.
"Wow...would you look at that? A bit scruffy aren't you dear?" They're mother asks Lucy.
"Hey mum" Lucy says, hugging her mother "And, oh yeah, uhh...well I rushed getting changed. I woke up when I heared you knock
on the door" Lucy explains. Then she looks at her father.
"Dad!" She says happily, accepting her father's open arms.
"You look much...older?" Her dad says "How old are you now?"
"15" She says proudly.
"That's old" Her father says and kisses her forehead. Lucy guesses that her brothers had they're reunion whilst Lucy was batteling a
pair of tights upstairs.
"I heared a thump upstairs, Lu, what was that?" Susan asks Lucy.
"Oh, well, uh...erm...I kind of...hm...how to say this...well...fell over whilst I battled trying to put tights on standing up..." Lucy says
going red.
"Haha" Both the boys and Susan say.
"Did it hurt honey? You could of always stayed in your bed clothes" Her mother asks.
"No, it didn't hurt, but it took a while to get back up, and I didn't want to stay in my bed clothes because I wanted to make a good
impression" Lucy admits.
"Yeah" Edmund and Peter say.
"It feels good to be home. But America was...a jolly lot of fun!" Susan says.
"It sure was!" Her dad agree's.
"How was staying at your cousin's house?" They're mother asks them.
*LUCY'S POV*
I turn to Edmund, who turns to me, and we just weirdly stare until I come up with a simple answer.
"Fine" I say nervously. Susan looks at me weirdly. 'Tell you later' I mouth, she nods slightly.
"Ok..." They're mother and father say "Well, better be unpacking" They say and head off to their room.
"Lucy, what happened while your stay with Useless Eustace?" Susan asks.
"Well" I say, and sigh, like I'm about to say the full thing, but I turn to Edmund; one of my tricks. Then I remember my anger
towards him for the argument we had yesterday. It's still there, and now it's come back since mum and dad are upstairs.
"Fine" Edmund sighs "I'll tell it. We went to Narnia, through a painting, and we met-" Edmund then wiggles his eyebrows at Susan
"-Caspian-" He smiles, and Susan blushes a bit "-And Reepecheep. We sailed on the dawn treader. Did I forget to mention, Lucy
wore trousers and a waistcoat?" He says, laughing at me, and I put on my most embarrised-annoyed face of all time.
"I'll kill you if you tell mum and dad" I say seriously.
"I wont" He sighs "Anyway, we went in search of the 7 lords and their precious 7 swords, around all the islands in Narnia. Lucy was
almost sold to a stranger on a certain island, before me and Caspian escaped the dungeon and we attacked them. Hah, Lucy fought,
and she was damn good at it, we should use her for battles more often. So yeah, we escaped that, we found a sword there, blah blah
blah, so we went to another island, where Lucy was kidnapped and taken into an invisable manchion. She met mr...uhh..I can't
remeber his name, but he told us about the green mist everyone was dissapearing from and the blue star we must follow to get to
the island where Aslan's table is located. We headed to another island, where Eustace was changed into a dragon, that was funny, and
Gail was the first to see the blue star. Lucy saw it second, then we all headed off into it's direction. Sure enough, it led us to that
island. But we only had 6 swords, and we needed seven, so we went off to the dark island, and found the last lord who had, sure
enough, the last sword. He was kind of crazy, but we got the sword off of him. We were heading back, when a sea monster I pictured
by mistake, appeared. It attacked the boat, Lucy ran downstairs, told Gail to wait there, and she took your bow and arrow"
"Oh" Susan says "That's alright"
"So anyways, we were all trying to stay alive, Eustace the dragon had tried to battle it and all that, he failed, but he helped and that's
a rare thing. Eustace flew off with the last sword stuck into him thanks to the crazy lord. We were all struggling, so I headed to the
top of the boat. Lucy shot the monster in eye, I think, with an arrow. Lucy were you aiming for the eye?"
"I'm pretty sure" I reply, not that certain. Susan looks at me in amazement.
"And so that happened, the monster went off for a couple minutes, when I got the sword and I was trying to kill the monster with it.
Eustace must of put the last sword with all the other swords at Aslan's table, and my sword started glowing blue. I stabbed the
monster's throught with the sword, and it died! That was a good few seconds, to know it died, so yes. We got back, journey'd to
Aslan's land, said our goodbye's and Aslan told us me and Lucy couldn't come back. And that's what the argument is about"
Edmund says, and he sighs long after his last sentance. I send daggers at him; I did not want Susan to know about the argument.
"What argument?" Susan asks.
"Oh well, Lucy, you can explain that" Edmund says to me.
"We had an argument on the train. Edmund was going on about how I should live my life here in England, but I will never give up
faith in Narnia. I will always be Narnian, no matter what you guys do to make me normal. I don't want to live in England, I want to
spend the rest of my life in Narnia!" My voice raises "If it takes me the rest of my life, I will go back, to Narnia" I say more calmly,
proving my point.
"Lu, there's no point in trying. You can't go back" Susan says.
"I don't care. I'm going to try anyway, and you can't stop me" I say proudly, with all the courage I have. I walk away slowly, and hear
Susan sigh.
"She's lost her mind again" Susan says, thinking I can't hear her.
"No I haven't. I'm Lucy Pevensie, and I swear I will one day return to Narnia" I vowe. Then I just try a dramatic walk away like the
ones on the theatre screen, but no, I trip up on Peter's shoe that was just lying around on the floor infront of me. Darn it. I took
ages getting ready, and by auburn hair (that look's really, really pretty by the way; long, flowing, you know) flips and looks really
messy when I fall.
Of course my wonderful siblings laugh.
I can't help but laugh at myself; it was pretty funny. But it hurt, so I go back to seriousness - or at least, TRY to.
"Peter, your bloody shoe tripped me over" I say.
"Hah-" He says, then laughs again "-I can see"
"It hurt" I say with all my seriousness.
"Your trying so hard, Lu, not to laugh at yourself" Susan notices. I just burst out laughing now.
"That was a fun fall" I say.
"Yeah" They all nod. And then I remember why I was trying to dramatically walk away.
"But, I'm still mad" I say, this time, real seriousness, with a marvellous hatred expression on my face. I walk away upstairs to my
room, and started searching for any signs of returning to Narnia.
