Okay, thanks for waiting so long! Sorry, Aspen. I tried to sent the Chapter to you, but I don't think you got it...either ways I thought I should post this finally, because...it's been a while. I am going to send you chapter three as soon as I am done. Promise!
Something I Never Had
I keep telling myself, things can turn around with time
And if i wait it out, you could always change your mind
Like a fairytale, where it works out in the end
Can I close my eyes, have you lying here again
Then I come back down
Then I fade back in
Then I realize, it's just what might have been
"Well, he doesn't like her. But really. What can I do?"
"Actually," Edmund paused to think. "not much. But I thought you'd like to know that he doesn't like her. Didn't you?"
"Sure." I said, not seeing where any of this was going.
"Peter," Edmund elaborated. "does not want to marry Andalee. He was forced into it by Cole, his advisor. The only reason Cole would tell Peter to do anything is so that he can gain from it. He doesn't give a damn about Peter."
I stared open mouthed at him.
"Ed, that sounds like an evil conspiracy. There's no way I'd do anything about it! If Peter wanted to break it off, he definitely would."
I broke off to see Edmund laughing.
"What?" I asked, annoyed.
"'Lei, you are so naïve sometimes."
"What?"
"Nothing."
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I helped Lucy out of her gown and helped let her hair down. Lucy sighed with relief.
"I hate all that formality. It's so uptight."
I didn't answer.
"Lei, you okay?" Lucy was studying my face closely.
"Fine."
"It's Peter…isn't it?"
"Kinda," I chose my words carefully. "But it's also kinda Ed."
"What did he do?" Lucy asked as if she knew perfectly well what Edmund did.
"He wants to break Andalee and Peter up," I sighed.
"I thought he was just kidding!"
"Yeah well. Apparently not."
"I hope you won't." Lucy said anxiously.
"Of course I wouldn't!" I said, sounding harsher than I meant to. "Sorry, but do you really think-"
"No…not really. It's the sort of thing Edmund might do." Lucy reassured me. "But no matter how much you love Peter, you've got to let him get on with the marriage. It's really dumb, and the only thing I don't like about this world. but you're reputation is a huge thing. And the reputation of Narnia rests mainly on Peter's reputation." Lucy trailed off.
I stared at her. "Are you against it?"
"Of course I am! Do you think I'd rather have Andalee as a sister-in-law then you?"
I grinned at her, and she smiled back at me.
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My bedroom is on the same floor as the Pevensies. I guess they actually have become as close as family to me. I never really had a family. Darrin and Cale, the old couple who raised me, were wonderful and I could not thank them for their hospitality enough.
I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was too exhausted-emotionally and physically- to change out of my gown.
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The next morning I woke up extremely uncomfortable and unhappy. It took no time to trace the source of my discomfort to the fact that I had not changed into my nightgown, but it took a moment to trace my unhappiness. Then, quite suddenly, it all came back to me.
Peter, Andalee, that stupid engagement and the fact that I was dumb enough to think Peter would know that I liked him if I didn't tell him. It was almost enough to make me cry.
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I spent the next few days at Cair Paravel learning about how a proper lady should act. It was damn boring. I first learned the proper attire, then the proper manner, and then the proper blah-blah-blah. Notice I said that I spent the next few days. I, er, eventually lost my temper at the teacher when he tried to tell me not to run, and to walk gracefully, like a swan.
"What!" I yelled, chucking the book he was trying to force me to balance on my head at him. "I will not do anything of the sort."
Needless to say I did not continue my lessons after that.
Several times I almost ran into Peter, only to duck into an empty broom cupboard. Both times he looked unhappy, and he was muttering under his breath. It wasn't that I was happy to see Peter angry. It was…well, maybe it was that. I wasn't really sure of my emotions anymore.
Okay guys. I'm really sorry about that chapter. It's not that good, but it will only get better. I am having a major writers block (like a serious one) and I know what's going to happen in Chapter Four, but this one and the next are coming. Slowly, but they are coming.
And thank you to everyone who gave me constructive criticism. Yes, I did mean it, and it helped. See the revised Chapter One! Okay, okay. Thanks for bearing with me.
Sam
