Another, (yes, another!) fan-fic!!! except this one has a catch...

Lady Beth said:
I hope you can too, this is an awesome story.

I haven't been on for nearly a week because of hurricane Ike.:(
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I'm sorry to hear that, Beth!! :( I hope everything is going better down there!

so guys... my tests went well! I have a small project that I have to work on over the weekend and my regular homework, but I really hope to write more, cause I'm pretty stoked about it!!! I'm actually considering writing a smaller fan-fic for Edmund after this one. I'll let y'all know about that. :p;)
 
more!!!!!! :D



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Polly took Josian in her arms, chattering all the while to Katriana, who listened contentedly. Katriana pulled off her mittens and put them in her coat pockets. Polly plopped Josian on the counter and began taking off his hat and mittens as well. He helped, staring intently at the bootie in his hand. Polly laughed and took it away from him.

“Kathy, dear, where did you get this wonderful material for these?” Katriana sucked in her breath. What would she say?

“I had it lying around somewhere,” she said as casually as possible. “An old sweater that I had no use for anymore,” the girl said as she turned to hang up her coat, cringing at the words that had just come out of her mouth.

“Well,” Polly said with a short laugh, “I don’t see anything wrong with the material! It must have been a beautiful sweater. Oh! I have something for you, dear. I’ve been holding onto it for a while now, and I thought it was about time that you should have it.” The older woman reached in a drawer and pulled out a white envelope. Katriana took it with a curious look on her face. “Open it!”

Katriana did as she was told, and gasped quietly, putting her hand to her mouth. It was her hair from the first time it had been cut at the Girl’s House. She swallowed hard and closed the envelope again. “Thank you,” she whispered. Polly smiled at her and reached out her free arm for a hug. Katriana came forward and started sobbing into her shoulder.

“It’s all right, sweetheart. It’s going to be alright,” Polly murmured as she rubbed the crying girl’s back. “Oh, Aslan, help her.” Katriana jerked back with wide eyes.

“What did you just say?”
 
Thanks, Kate. :)



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Lucy was sitting with Edmund in the park. They weren’t talking at all, just enjoying watching the snow fall. Lucy studied her brother as snowflakes landed on his red, freckled cheeks and dark eyelashes. His head was tilted back and his eyes were closed as he relaxed in the quiet park. There were children playing on the swings further down, but they weren’t loud enough to disturb the peace the two Pevensies were sitting in. Laughter mixed with the soft sound of snow falling were all that Lucy heard.

“So, Ed, why did you ask me to come with you here?” Her brother shrugged his shoulders without opening his eyes.

“I thought you might like it. Everyone knows how much you love snow.”

“Ed, you’ve never just asked me to go anywhere without a reason,” Lucy said, unconvinced with his explanation. “Are you listening to me?” she asked, because it was becoming obvious to her that he was not. He had sat up now, black locks falling in his eyes, and was watching something intently on the other side of the park. Lucy glanced over to what he was looking at. She saw a couple of girls from her school walking down the path from the playground. They were older than her, but younger than Susan. There was one girl whom she didn’t recognize; a curly haired brunette who had a pleasant look about her. She was listening as the other girls chatted and ran the conversation. Her brown eyes fell on Edmund, who glanced away immediately. Suddenly everything clicked into place in Lucy’s mind.

“I’m a diversion!” she cried, quite put out with her brother. He turned to her now.

“Shh!” he fervently whispered, grabbing her arm. Lucy jerked it away.

“I can’t believe you would do this to me! I honestly believed that you wanted to spend time with me. I should have known better,” she said in a huff as she jumped off the park bench and marched away.

“Lucy!” he whispered, trying to grab her coat, but failing miserably. He groaned inwardly and put his face in his hands. This had not gone the way he had planned.
 
Edmund with a secret crush? Why didn't he just asked Susan or Lucy about it? I mean get their opinions? This is interesting.
 
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