More Than It Seems

Chapter 4

    "And Peter winds up, poised to take yet another wicket..." Peter yells as he throws the ball and it hits Edmund in the leg

     "Ow!"

     The boys and Susan decided since it was a nice day to play outside. Lucy and I were sitting next to each other by a tree. She was picking at the grass while I was reading a book. Clearly she was still upset about her older siblings, I was too. They have no right to scorn her down on her beliefs. 

     "Are you ready?" Peter asked Edmund as he prepares to pitch. 

     "Are you?" Ed replied, smacking his bat on the ground as he gets ready to hit the ball.

     Peter pitches the ball. It bounces and Edmund whacks it, leading it to smash through a window on the second floor. All heads turned to the sound of glass breaking. Lucy and I look at each other wide eyed, and we scramble up from the ground and run after Lucy's siblings into the house. We made it to the scene of the crime and see shattered glass on the floor and a broken suit of armor. 

     "Well done, Ed." Peter blamed.

     "You bowled it!" Ed fought back.

     "What on earth is going on up there!" The Macready's voice was heard along with loud, fast paced footsteps. I turned towards the door with spiked nerves, if she caught us... man we'd all be dead, then on the streets.

     "The Macready!" Susan yelled.

     "Come on!" Peter yells and he pushed us out of the room. A hand on my back urging me to follow his siblings. 

     We all ran throughout the hallways of the house looking for a place to hide until we entered the room with the wardrobe. Peter closing the door behind us, Edmund runs up to the wardrobe and opens the door.

     "Come on!" He yelled motioning us to go in, Lucy followed straight in with him.

     "You've got to be joking." Susan sighed, but Macready's footsteps were getting louder.

     "Go, go!" Peter pushed Susan and I into the wardrobe. Following last, he turned and closed the door, leaving the door open a crack. Peeping through, he had become our look out.

     "Move back!" He whispered , throwing an arm behind him and pushing us all back as he took steps back himself away from the door.

     "Stop shoving!" 

     "Oww!" 

    "You're on my foot!"

     "Don't push!"

     "Watch out!"

     "Stop it!"

     I stumble back into blinding white snow that crunched under me, I held my balance though. Peter and Susan tripped and fell, turning away from the wardrobe and looking around in amazement, I saw before us a winter forest. Lucy was right. Around us was a snowy wood, and a little off to the side there was a lamppost. Peter and Susan look up behind them and were in awe. Standing up, they looked around with dropped jaws, I smirked at the fact that not even twenty-four hours ago they were completely neglecting the idea of this place.

    "Impossible." Susan states. 

    "Don't worry, it's probably just your imagination." Lucy smirked up at them. I smiled down at her, good for little Lucy to finally prove her eldest siblings right. I walked up beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it in acknowledgement. she smiled up at me with a knowing look, probably enjoying this moment.