I waited outside of the school for my siblings, sighing as I glanced around the yard. Lucy had promised me she would be here by now, what was taking here so longs?

I watched as a group of guys, the same from before, walked past me, snickering. They were just like the girls, gossiping about her like crazy. I mean, was this school so boring that the biggest piece of goss was a girl who suddenly started getting As in school? Shaking my head, I looked around again, intent on locating my late sister.

"Susan!" I heard a familiar voice cry out behind me. I turned around and saw Lucy running towards me.

Sighing, I waited until she reaches my side that I started scolding her. "Where were you?" I questioned her.

She looked up and gave her signature I'm-innocent-smile. "I was talking to my friends," she explained as we walked side-by-side towards the boy's school.

That was the difference between Lucy and me; She had friends, I didn't. Well, I did before going back to Narnia, but ever since I had gotten back, I haven't been the best person to be around, so I sorta lost all my friends.

"Luce, Susan!" Simultaneously Lucy and I turned our heads towards the familiar voice. There were Edward and Peter heading our way - the former of which had shouted our names for the whole school to hear.

"You know you don't have to shout like that," I scolded Edward when they got closer.

"What, you embarrassed Suzie?" Edward teased.

"I just don't like any added attention to myself," I simply replied.

"What do you mean added attention?" Peter questioned me, looking at me curiously. Before I had a chance to answer him (and thank goodness because I couldn't think of a reply for that) Lucy spoke up.

"Can we please get some ice-cream before we go home?" she pleaded Peter. When his face took on a reluctant expression, Lucy turned her puppy-eyes to me.

Laughing, I shook my head. "Fine, I think we all deserve a treat anyway. Let's go."

And off we went, towards the ice-cream parlour, drenched in the sounds of Lucy excited squeals.

At home later that afternoon, I sat at my desk doing working in an assignment when I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I called, expecting it to be one of my siblings. I was not really surprised when my mother walked in though.

"Hey Mum," I greeted her, closing my notebook.

She glanced toward it. "Homework?" she questioned.

"Assignment," I answered and she made a face. I laughed. Mum had been great at school, but she shared the hatred of assignments with all her children - except Lucy, who wasn't old enough to get assignments, lucky girl.

I shook my head and brought myself out of my day-dreaming. "Is there something I can help you with, Mum?" I asked her with a smile.

Returning my smile, she answered, "I simply want to know how you are doing."

"I'm doing fine," I answered, wondering what it was about people asking how I was.

"How are you truly doing?" Mum persisted.

I sighed. If there was anyone I was going to tell the truth, it was my mother. Either her or Lucy or even both.

"I haven't been feeling great lately, but it's nothing. Just a bit of anxiety about finishing school and what not."

"Peter told me about Caspian," she said knowingly.

"Wait - WHAT?!" I turned to my mother slowly, fearful of what she might now know.

"Yeah, he told me how you meet this guy and fell in love and then he had to move away in a sense and now you can't be together," Mum explained, confused by my reaction.

Oh, so Peter must have left out the whole thing about going to a different world and all that crazy stuff that she would never believe.

"I must say, Caspian does sound like an odd name for this age in time. He does sound charming, though," Mum commented.

"Like a prince," I agreed with her, smiling to myself.

"So tell me about him," Mum leant in from where she was sitting on my bed.

"Well, he devilishly handsome," I said with a sly grin.

"Oh yeah," Mum said with raised eyebrows and a matching smile.

"Yeah," I sighed. "He is so nice and thoughtful and funny and easy to talk to…" I trailed off, suddenly not feeling good. "And - gag."

"And 'gag'?" Mum's eyebrows raised further.

I just stood up and ran to the bathroom. Just reaching the toilet in time, I retched into the bowl. Mother was fast on my heels.

"Oh darling," cooed as she held back my hair. Once all my earlier ice-cream was out of my stomach, holding me to her in a comforting hug. Pulling back after a minute she looked into my eyes. "Are you sure talking was all you did?"

Author's note: Hey guys, yeah I know, I suck at updating. I lost my muse for a while, but thank you to Susan Pevenise16 for helping me get it back! Thank you for all the nice comments guys, keep them going and I will be inspired to update quicker! I'm sure by now you can see where this story is going, and yes I know, it's cliche. Oh well! See Y'all soon :)

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