A/N: hello everyone! I'm so glad you like my story, thanks for all your wonderful reviews. So, because of your positive response I'll make this story into several chapters. English isn't my first language, so anybody wants to be my beta? Please tell me if you want to help me. Now enjoy!

Edmund still thinking about that writing. Was that really for him? There was so many Edmund in England but maybe, just maybe he was the only invisible Edmund. Honestly, he really hoped that he was the Edmund that she loved, whoever she was. He wanted someone who loved him as much as she loved that Edmund. He knew he was being cheesy and his friends would tease him if they knew what he was thinking but hey, no one could read his mind, right?

He stopped thinking about that writing when he saw her. His first love, the one who didn't notice him, the one who made him felt invisible. Today she looked very beautiful, as usual. Her blonde hair fell perfectly behind her back. Her smile was light up made him smiling like a fool. But maybe he was fool, he never stop loving her even she didn't know him, even she didn't notice him. hhh… why that writing was so right?

Lucy got A- for her assignment, after deciding to cancel her previous writing, she decide to write a happily ever after fairytale. Not like her life story, dark fairytale. Maybe that was the reason she didn't got A for her assignment, she couldn't felt that fairytale with her heart.

When she came to the cafeteria, she saw Edmund sitting with his friends. She noticed he didn't touch his food; he just played with his food. But she shrugged it off, probably he was thinking about something. Then she saw he was no longer playing his food, instead he was staring at something. But when she saw what it was, it was someone, it was her. And once again she made him smiled. It was sad and made her smile at the same time. It was hurt when he saw him smiling but not because of her, but she was happy when she saw him smiling, it light up her day.

Lucy needed a break. Her homework really spent her energy. She watched outside her window and once again, she saw Edmund sitting but today he didn't read his book. Instead he read a piece of paper, she wondered what it was. One thing she didn't like when she watching him was she couldn't look away from Edmund, just like now. She couldn't look away from Edmund, she was sure this night she had to do her homework and she would sleep late. How she missed her brother, usually when she felt so depressed and needed someone to talk to, her brother always there for her. But Peter was in college right now and she didn't want to disturb him with her silly problem. She knew that Peter was busy with his college; she didn't want to be another problem Peter needed to worry.

Sure, Peter called her once a week. He asked her how her day was and did she has a problem but she always told him that she was alright and he didn't have to worry. Then after assuring that she was alright, Peter would tell her how his day was. Then they would talk for hours until their mother disturbed their conversation. That made her wondered when Peter would call her this week, she missed his voice.

Her day dream was end when her mother called her from downstairs and told her that Peter called her. Quickly she came downstairs and grabbed the phone.

"hello, Peter?" she said excitedly

"hey Lu! How are you?" she heard him asked her

"good, how about you?" she asked him

"I'm fine." he answered her simply

"Peter I miss you, when will you go home?" she asked him

"I miss you too, I hope this weekend I can come home." He told her

"good, I'll wait." She said excitedly

"but Lucy, today we can't for hours. I need to finish my assignment, is that okay?" Peter asked her worriedly

"yes that's okay as long you'll be here this weekend." Lucy reassuring him

"okay, I'll see you this weekend. Bye."

"bye"

It was the first time Lucy felt very excited when he called her. Finally he would be home, and it felt very good when she had someone that she trusted and loved like her brother beside her. At least she would forget about Edmund for a moment.

Edmund sitting outside his house, reading that writing again and again. No matter how many times he read that writing it always same, he couldn't know who wrote it. And this afternoon he was hoping she would throw another writing and tell him who she was. That was why he sat on the same spot. But until this time, there still nothing. Then he noticed she wrote about watching him from her window part, was it possible that he was really the Edmund? If the answer was yes then maybe she was watching him right now, from her window. He looked around, searching the open window, but there were so many open windows. He couldn't look the house one by one so he could find her. So, he gave up, he couldn't find her by the clue watching him from her window. But maybe if he read the writing all over again, he would find another clue.

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