Fantasy

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"How could you be what I wanna see?
When my reality
Could never live up, could never live up
To the fantasy."

- Fantasy by MS MR.


Susan Pevensie walked slowly and quietly down the quiet streets of Finchley, a smile plastering itself on her lips as her eyes focused on the pavement beneath her feet. For once, it was a warm summers day without a cloud in the sky; a perfect day to call the end of term.

The warm sun shone down on her pale skin, feeling herself instantly warming and her school uniform getting hot and heavy with every step she took along the street.

Thank god I'm almost home. She thought; her eyes squinting as she removed her dark blue blazer and loosened her tie from around her neck, allowing some air to circulate around her body. She took a deep breath, resting her blazer on her arm as she opens her front gate with her free hand.

She unlocked our front door, carefully stepping over the post on the floor as she walked inside. "I'm home!" She called out, picking up the post from the floor and closing the door behind her.

Susan was usually home before everyone else; Peter normally finished around five while Edmund and Lucy were around four, leaving her home alone when she got home around three to wait for her siblings so she could start to prepare dinner for mum and dad.

She flipped through the letters in her hands, most of them being bills and letters for her siblings. Not getting any letters wasn't a rare thing for Susan now that she had told all her friends that she was leaving school and had been accepted into another.

Susan gently placed the letters on the kitchen table before running upstairs to change and make a start on her preparations for dinner, so they would be ready for when Edmund and Lucy came home.

She throws my schoolbag and blazer onto her bed before she opens the window, allowing some cool air into her hot and stuffy room. She took a deep breath, her lips breaking into a wide smile as she practically tore off her school uniform, throwing it onto the floor as she turns on her dark red radio beside her bed.

The sound of some new boy-band's song blared through the quiet house; along with the jumping around of an over-excited seventeen year old almost made the whole house shake every time Susan jumped up and down. After the song finished, Susan lay on her bedroom floor, trying to catch her breath as her heart hammered inside her chest.

Susan slowly sat up as her heartbeat slowed down to her normal rate, her eyes scanning her room before pinpointing her favourite book; Land Of Dusk, laying down on her bedside table beside her radio.

She admitted herself, her copy of the book was tatty and worn down but she still loved it. She had read it over a hundred times but she didn't care, every time she read it her heart leaped, just like she was reading it for the first time all over again.

The story was about a prince called Caspian and his quest to save his kingdom from the never-ending dusk that forces itself onto the land, dooming every citizen of Narnia to a life of darkness until Caspian breaks the curse and rules the kingdom as king. However, she did feel slightly jealous of lady Suzanna as Caspian was hopelessly in love with her, even though Suzanna didn't even like Caspian.

If I was her, I'd marry him in a heartbeat.

A small smile played on her lips as Susan slipped into a slightly oversized t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts before grabbing the book and carrying on from where she left off.

"Chapter fourteen; Edge of freedom." Susan muttered softly to herself as she started reading, feeling her whole world dissolve around her as she completely loses herself in her book.

~#~

"Susan, have you even made a start on dinner?" Susan jumped at the sound of her mother's voice, bringing her back into reality with a massive THUD.

"Oh shoot! I'm sorry, mum. I lost track of time, I guess." Susan placed a hand over her rapidly beating heart as she puts her book down and stands up.

"It's alright, we'll just order pizza instead." Her mother gave Susan a small smile before gently patting her shoulder and walking out of the room, leaving Susan a tad book-hungover.

Susan looked out the window, noticing quickly that it was dark outside and the temperature had dropped dramatically. Shivering, she closed her window and throwing on a grey cardigan to keep her warm before walking downstairs to face her siblings.

"Ah, she awakens." Peter joked, gently nudging Susan's side with his elbow as he walked past her, slice of toast in his hand and a plate full of toast and pate in the other.

Susan smiled softly, shaking her head as she walked through the hallway to get to the living room, which leads to some French doors which lead to the small garden, where she'd always find Lucy.

Susan quietly sneaked out onto the patio, sitting on the plastic chair next to Lucy. Both of them did this almost every night, looked at the stars and talked about anything that was bothering them, it had somehow become a tradition and if it was missed, one or the other would feel a hole inside of them had been left empty.

"Thank god you're out here now, Su. The tea's getting cold." Lucy smiled at her older sister, pouring some warm tea into an empty mug before offering it to her sister.

"Sorry, Lu. I lost track of time again. I was reading." Susan confessed, taking a sip of her tea as she looks up to the starry night above them.

"As usual." Lucy laughed softly, her gaze following Susan's as she looked up at the bright stars and constellations above them.

Nothing was said for a while after that, both girls had almost nothing to say. All they could do was stare up at the stars above them both and every once in a while, take small sips of their drinks.

"There's a shooting star, look! I wish to be as pretty as you are when I grow up. What do you wish for, Susan?" Lucy asked, taking a small sip of her hot chocolate as she turned her gaze towards her sister, almost knowing what she was going to say almost by heart.

"I wish that I could live in my favourite book." Susan whispered, in a dreamy rather sing-song voice as her eyes slowly closed and a small smile rose across her lips, her face instantly brightening just at the thought if her wish came true.

Please work, please work, please work. She silently prayed, but little did she know her wish was just about to come true.

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