SNOWED IN! Visibility sucks, it's freezing cold, and I feel lazy…so I'll be updating regularly :D
So here we go!
Aims5: Ironic that you should mention that because I was just about to bring that to light :D And so I shall!
Oh, and I have to explain that Leroy is not a Narnian dog but was given the gift of speech (much like Strawberry/Fledge) upon their arrival.
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I sighed as I looked out the window. The snow wasn't letting up and there was no going anywhere or doing anything. I had been trying to take up the day by hanging out with Lucy and Susan but they eventually had Queenly duties to perform so I was back in my room, bored out of my mind.
Leroy stood next to me with a bored look on his face as we watched the fat snowflakes fall endlessly.
"Is this ever going to stop?" he mumbled.
'What would you rather be doing, Leroy?" I asked, honestly interested. I wanted to know how my best friend thought after I had wondered for years.
"Oh you know, hunting, digging, running…anything but being stuck inside."
I nodded in agreement.
"Well…I think I'll kill my boredom with books," I said, grabbing my robe from my bed. A big comfy chair, a good book, a thick robe and maybe a hot chocolate sounded perfect. I went down to the kitchen and asked if they could make me some hot chocolate and then I went up to the library. I picked out a book on the 100 Year Winter of Narnia because I thought it was appropriate and then plopped down on the big chair by the crackling fireplace. Ah…this was like a dream.
I became immersed in the words and my eyes were glued to the pages so didn't notice anyone come in the library until I heard a clink on the table next to me. I jerked back to reality and glanced up. Edmund was smiling down at me.
"Looks like we had the same idea," he said, sitting in the chair next to me, "I brought your hot chocolate up for you, by the way. Saved the maid some time."
I smiled at him.
"Why thank you, Edmund."
"Well you're very welcome," he replied with a grin as he snatched up the first book he saw on the table. He skimmed over the title on the spine and nodded, kicking his legs over the arms of the chair. I guess that's just how he always sat when no one was viewing him as a king.
I found my book suddenly less interesting as I watched the young king out of the corner of my eye. He looked like he belonged in this setting. His dark eyes were intensely focused on the book and his pale fingers gripped it tightly so I gathered that must be a good book. I watched him prop the book up with one and while the other tangled in his black hair and I bit my lip to stop a giggle. He just looked so…cute.
Oh geez. I cleared my throat and looked back at my book, shaking my head.
"Something wrong?" I heard Edmund ask. I decided I really liked how he talked. He had a heavy British accent with a slight lisp, but not enough of one to make his an unattractive voice.
"Oh, no," I replied, feeling really pathetic with my boring American accent. "I was just thinking."
"What were you thinking about?"
What could I say? 'Oh, I was just watching you and thinking you're probably the most attractive boy I ever met'? No…I don't think so. So I just smiled and didn't reply.
When I look back, it would have been better to make up some lame thought and he might have been satisfied. But I just shut my mouth. However, my eyes kept flicking back to where he was sitting. More than once, his snapped up to mine and I would look down, hoping he didn't see me looking at him.
Then I looked over again and found him staring right at me, his book closed on his lap and his arms crossed over his chest. A smug half smile stretched from the corner of his mouth and I felt my cheeks blaze as I blushed furiously. I dropped my eyes to the floor beside me and tried to look nonchalant.
I heard him start to chuckle and I was so embarrassed because he OBVIOUSLY knew I had been watching him. Gosh, I was creepy! So I stood up and turned to leave the library but I never have been known for my graceful movements or suaveness, and my foot caught on the edge of the rug sending me sprawling on the floor, face first.
I heard Edmund erupt in laughter and I just laid there with my face to the floor, absolutely mortified. But his laughter ended fairly quickly and I felt strong hands close on my arms and I was lifted to a sitting position as he knelt in front of me, he took my face in his hand and turned it side to side, checking for a broken nose no doubt.
"That was…intense," he said, his voice was sarcastic but his eyes held serious concern. "Are you alright?"
I nodded, not trusting my own voice. He took my hands and pulled me up with him. Then I realized, with a painful jolt, that I had indeed done some damage as my ankle gave out and I found my face embedded in his chest as I fell forward.
"I'm sorry," I squeaked, trying to back up, but Edmund's arms held me right flush against him. I tried to calm down and tell myself it didn't matter because he was just being a gentleman and not letting me fall. It didn't really help because gentlemen are pretty sexy.
I looked up at him and I locked my blue eyes with his brown and a smile spread across his face.
"You're a klutz," he said softly. I hoped it wasn't my imagination when my mind told me he had just leaned in a little closer, his lips stayed slightly parted after his words and my heart began pounding wildly. I closed my eyes…
"EDMUND PEVENSIE!"
My eyes shot open when the voice of Susan shattered the tense silence. Edmund didn't let me go, but every ounce of tenderness I had been seeing was now replaced by embarrassment and a little worry. But my mind had gone from this situation and was in another place entirely.
Pevensie? Their last name was Pevensie? I gasped and pulled away from him and limped out the door. I vaguely heard Susan and Edmund start snapping at each other but all I could think of was reaching my bedroom.
I threw open the door and pulled the bottom drawer of my dresser out and dug through the clothes inside. I pulled out my old, shredded army jacket and looked at the name patch sewn on the breast of it. PEVENSIE.
No. Way.
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*gasp* Makes you wonder about the history behind that jacket, huh? Don't worry, all shall be revealed in time ;)
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