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

Ok, today I'm totally putting up what songs I was listening to. You guys should really listen to them too while you read it, because it SUPER helps to get into the moment. :p I have been writing a good bit, but not for here. I've been home sick for the last few days. :rolleyes: But after this next week or so things should start moving along again!



Edit: I went through the thread and got through page 31 with what songs I listened to. Enjoy!


N'other Edit: Just a little FYI, Edmund and Jennifer's 'theme song' is so totally The Grand Finale from Edward Scissorhands. :D
 
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lol, so this is repeat from the other thread, but that's ok, right?? ok, so some of it's new. :p


“Thanks,” she said sweetly. He gave a stiff smile and a nod. “I’m Jennifer.” This startled him a little. He wasn’t expecting conversation. He ran his finger around the inside of his shirt collar.

“I’m Edmund,” he said.

“I met your sister just a little bit ago,” she said shyly. “She… she said that you go to Hindan House.”

“That’s right,” he answered shortly, still standing there awkwardly.

“I’m going to be going to your sisters’ school starting this semester.”

“Really?” he asked. This was very interesting news to him. He went to sit on the bench next to her, but then he realized that that could be potentially awkward for her.

“You can sit down,” she said with a small, mirthful smile. He gave her his slightly crooked smile and sat down next to her. She studied him for a moment before passing judgment.

“You look a lot older than your sister,” she observed innocently. His chest tightened and he stared at the ground.

“I’ve… lived a rougher life than she has,” he said with a nervous laugh, hoping that she wouldn’t notice how on edge she was.

“I suppose,” Jennifer answered. Her voice told him that his answer didn’t really satisfy her. “Is your family busy getting ready for Christmas?”

“Yes, well, at least the girls are. My brother and I don’t shop as much as they do.” This made her laugh, and Edmund began to feel more at ease. “What does your family do for Christmas?” she sat silently for a moment, and Edmund instantly regretted his question. “I’m sorry if I…”

“Don’t be sorry,” she insisted. “I don’t really have a family to speak of. I’m not sure what I’m doing for Christmas yet. What are you asking for Christmas?” Edmund grinned and leaned back.

“A new torch.”

“Why is that so funny?” she asked, watching him intently. He coughed and thought about how he was going to explain this one.

“I got a new torch for my birthday,” he explained, and she nodded her head, “but I lost it at… the train station when we went back to school.”

“Oh, that’s too bad!” Jennifer said sadly. He shrugged.

“It was my own fault. I’m sure some other person is enjoying it right now,” he said, thinking back to Narnia. He wondered who had found it in the Telmarine castle. Perhaps the mice had found it. That would be a sight to see.

“I still don’t understand what’s so funny about it!” Edmund turned, remember Jennifer again.

“Sorry, it’s just… well, it was amusing. Ask my sister sometime, she’ll say the same thing.” Edmund sat and let his eyes rove over her calm face for a moment. He took a deep breath; he was about to be bold. “Are you doing anything tonight?”

~*~​

Peter walked into his bedroom to find that Lucy was in there arguing with Edmund. He threw his satchel on his bed and listened with amusement as the two bantered back and forth.

“I did it to help you!” cried Lucy as she stomped her foot.

“Some help!” snorted Ed. “I wanted to die I was so embarrassed.”

“She talked to you, didn’t she?”

“Only because I beat up some kid who was bothering her! You had nothing to do with it!”

“Ed, did you talk to that girl?” asked Peter, happily surprised. Edmund grinned and colored.

“Yes. Her name is Jennifer.”

“She was my friend first,” declared Lucy with a smile twitching at her lips.

“Yes, Lu, whatever you say,” said Edmund as he rolled his eyes. He turned back to Peter, saying, “And I asked her to come over for dinner tonight.” Peter’s mouth hit the floor and Lucy stared at Ed with wide eyes.

“Well, what did she say?” cried Peter eagerly.

“She said she can’t come,” Ed answered, cheeks getting red again. Peter let out a big guffaw. “But she said she’d like to do it some other time!” the young teenage boy added quickly.

“Well, we all know what that means, don’t we!” said Peter as he crossed his arms in front of his face with a smile.

“No, no! It wasn’t like that!” Edmund insisted, jumping up from his bed. “She was honestly sorry that she couldn’t. She said that her family is having company over, which I was disappointed about, but then she said that maybe we could do it some other time. I told her that we could if she wanted to, and she said that she’d like that,” Ed explained, his face now as red as a cherry.

“Oh, Edmund, that’s so sweet!” said Lucy as she patted her brother on the shoulder. “I never knew you could be so romantic!” Here her brother pulled away from her.

“Come one, Lu, you and I both know that I don’t have an ounce of romance in me,” he said with a smile to his younger sister. He could never stay mad at her long.

“You might surprise yourself,” she stated, and left the room. Edmund eyed Peter, who wasn’t making eye contact with him, the reason for which they both knew.

“It’s your turn. Hold up your end of the bargain,” Edmund said to his brother in a serious tone. Peter met his eyes.

“I’ve never made it a habit to let you down, and I don’t intend to start now.”
 
Sorry! Very sorry. Been busy lately. Out of town this last weekend, but I just had my last midterm yesterday!!! I've got pretty much nothing to do this week, so I hope to have lots more to post soon! Don't lose faith. JUST HOLD ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *collapses*
 
thanks for hanging on, guys. here's more!!


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Peter nervously pulled down his sweater one more time. He was sitting on the couch fidgeting because he knew that his mum was about to ask Kathy to stay for dinner. The girl had finished her work for the day and Mrs. Pevensie always talked to her for a good while afterwards. Peter strained to hear what they were saying out in the kitchen.

“Oh, Kathy, dear, won’t you stay for supper with us? We would enjoy it so much.” To Peter’s surprise Kathy didn’t blurt out ‘yes’ right away, but seemed to hesitate. “You could go back home, of course, and freshen up, and then come back here for dinner and maybe a game afterwards.” Peter watched as the girl put her hands behind her back. What his mother couldn’t see was that she was gripping her arms so hard her knuckles were turning white.

“Mrs. Pevensie, that’s very kind of you. I really couldn’t impose on you that way.”

“Nonsense! You would be our guest, and we would be thrilled to have you.” Again Kathy paused, this time for longer. She looked down at the ground.

“I would love to stay, but I can’t,” she choked out. Peter leaned forward with concern. Kathy brought a trembling hand up to her face to wipe away tears. “I… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I really, want to, honestly, but I can’t. I just can’t.” Mrs. Pevensie stepped forward and put her hands on the girl’s shaking shoulders. “I can’t afford to get a cab to go back home and then here and then home again. I simply can’t. I wish I could…” she said, her crying making it difficult to understand her. She hiccupped as she violently wiped away more tears.

“Oh, my dear,” said Mrs. Pevensie comfortingly as she brought the girl in for a hug. “I didn’t know. It’s all right, shhh, now, don’t cry. We can take care of it! Why don’t you let me pay for the cab ride back now?” Kathy pulled away quickly.

“No, no! I couldn’t let you do that! Money’s tight for everyone,”

“Nonsense. Let me do this for you, this once. You will be my guest, and I want to repay you for all of the joy you have brought my house. I have enjoyed becoming your friend. Let me be a friend to you now, and not your employer.” Mrs. Pevensie said with a firm voice. Kathy nodded slowly, and Peter saw fists at her side as she tried to compose herself. “How about you be back here at 5:30 for supper, hmm?” The girl nodded again slowly. “All right, we shall see you then!” Mrs. Pevensie said cheerily. Kathy turned around with a shaky breath and caught Peter’s eye as she walked out of the kitchen to the front door. Peter got up and walked over to the door as well. Kathy paused and waited uncertainly, since he stood in her way in front of the closet where her coat was. Peter surprised her though, and took her coat out of the closet for her. He stood there, holding it up, waiting to help her put it on. Her confused face had smoothed over into one of pleasant surprise. She timidly walked forward and turned around as he aided her with the coat. He noted how thin she was, and couldn’t help if she didn’t get enough to eat. His heart ached for her pain, and he wished he could say something to make her feel better.

“We look forward to seeing you tonight,” he said as she turned to walk out the door. Kathy stopped with her hand on the knob.

“Thank you,” she whispered, and then she left. Peter watched from the front window as she walked down the driveway. She pulled her coat around her tighter against the bitter wind. Her coat was too thin. Peter had heard her coughing softly today as she worked. He worried that she would get even sicker with the shape her coat was in. For the first time he made it his goal to make her evening that night pleasant, instead of trying to make it bearable for him.
 
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