Just a friend ?

At The Beginning....

Peter Pevensie is a handsome, tall boy who is the High King of Narnia. Nevertheless, he's an ordinary boy here. He's blonde, aggressive but very concerned about others.

You were sitting by the river watching listlessly as it flows by. You were just his friend. Just a friend and no more than that. That was the very thought in your heart. You held your breath every time you saw him near. You dreamt about him being with you. If you were just his friend why would you feel so?

Suddenly, a huge girl bang into you. You slipped down and were hurt. You look at her in anger. She was Moira. In her dream world, she was the one to wear the crown always.

''--------, daydreaming as usual?'' she asked with a sly smile on her face.

She was trying to cast you down. You did not reply but stared at her.

''Pity. Our poor -------------- is dreaming about her Prince Charming who'll never come to her even in her dreams.'' Again, she was making fun of you.

Well, you weren't supposed to tolerate each and every criticism of that wicked, snob.

''Moira, it's not your business'' you answered her.

Her face for a once darkened but she hadn't given up yet. She tried to open her mouth once again but someone distracted her.

''Leave her alone, Moira. Don't you ever stop sticking your nose into others' things?'' It was him. The Magnificent Peter Pevensie. He was coming to rescue you. Moira couldn't utter a single word. For the first time she was the loser and you were the winner. She couldn't bear it anymore. She left the place at once.

You looked at your hero gratefully with a lovely smile on your face. And he gazed at you for a moment. Yes, he was lost in you.

''Is everything all right?'' he asked gently.

''Yeah, no problem. Nothing at all'' you answered with your whole heart.

He was looking into your eyes. You couldn't take your eyes away from him. So there's something special about you two. Do you still think you're just friends?