The next few days passed in a blur for both Rebecca and Peter. Nothing else significant happened, except for a lot of thinking. Rebecca thought about what Susan had said, and Peter was thinking about preparing for the war, and shoved away in the back of his mind, but still there, his confusion over his feelings for Rebecca. Following what Susan had said, Rebecca stayed as far away from Peter as it was possible living in the same house. During dinner, she sat as far diagonally across from him as she could without having to add a second table. This is quite a bit harder then I thought it was going to be. I have avoided people very easily before; then again, I didn't live them. You see them all around, walking through a corridor, eating a meal, and walking around the grounds. Thinking was quickly becoming the main past time of Rebecca and the four Pevensies.
Dinner time was the hardest for everyone. It was a time, a meal, where everyone had to attend, not like breakfast or lunch, where food was just pulled out of the kitchen and consumed. Everyone sat down together, and ate together, the tension at the table was so thick some nights, that Ed and Lucy could tell something was wrong. Rebecca would steal a look at Peter, Susan would give a quick look to Rebecca, and then Peter would look up, Lu would laugh, and Ed would groan. Other nights, it would just be total silence, and everyone would eat as quickly as possible, and then leave. Why has it gotten so awkward around here? Silence all of the time, glances from the corner of an eye, maybe a smile here and there, maybe not. This war has really taken its toll on us, it brought trouble for all of Narnia, but it brought Rebecca. How do I feel about here? I wonder all of the time; I am drawn to her, I can't stay away from her, but I can't go near her. These thoughts came to Peter's mind once again at dinner one night, when all was silent, and everyone was taking turns looking at each other.
"Peter, can I come in?" asked Susan one day when Peter was in the library late studying strategy.
"I can't stop you, it's a public room," said Peter, concentrating more on a map of Narnia. Susan looked slightly aggravated, but entered none the less.
"Well, I came solely to talk to you, and you could tell me to leave you alone," said Susan advancing closer towards Peter.
"You might as well say what you came to say then," said Peter, still pouring over the map, lost in thought.
"I noticed you stealing looks at Rebecca at dinner tonight is there more there then meets the eye?" asked Susan, both tauntingly and suspiciously.
"Nothing more then a friendship," lied Peter, which was easy to do as he was lost in thought. Yeah right it's just a friendship, he thought later. We've already kissed twice.
"Ah, well, make sure that you don't-," Peter stopped Susan before she could finish.
"I've heard this from you, you don't control my life, I'll do what I want, and I think I'll start seeing Rebecca more, just to spite you!" Peter lashed out in sudden anger. He was angry at always being romantically advised by Susan, at having her tell him what to do. "I'm sorry, I'm just trying to work on this, and you were getting a big on the nagging side."
"Yes, I was, but I don't regret it. I know that you have heard what I was about to say, but its good advice Peter. We still don't know who she really is."
"Yeah? Well, let me tell you what we do know, she's not a bad person, she was possessed, that's not her fault," Peter defended Rebecca.
"I realize that she is not as bad as I originally suspected, but we still don't know." Susan was beginning to rise in anger as Peter argued with her.
"You mean YOU don't know? I have talked to her reasonably. She is perfectly fine; she just comes from a bit of an iffy background. Again not her fault."
"Peter, what is wrong? You have not been acting yourself lately!" Susan touched Peter on the arm to comfort him.
"I'm just really stressed out, and with the war going on an all, I don't really have too much time to myself to think about it."
"Ah, yes, well, there is so much to think about right now, and there is so little time, I am sorry that I was hard on you, but you understand." Susan used a much nicer tone when she spoke with Peter now.
"No, actually, I don't understand why you attack Rebecca so much; you are so hard on her."
"Maybe I just don't know when to start trusting people, I will try, if you want me to, to be nice to her, and more accepting." Susan gave Peter a little smile.
"If you could, that would be wonderful, thanks Su." Peter smiled gravely at her.
"You haven't called me Su in forever!" said Susan, rather flustered.
"I know, and I won't again for a while longer."