This Is Home 》Edmund Pevensie

Chapter 11

Surprise update! I couldn't resist updating! I felt really bad if I didn't upload! This chapter isn't the very best, but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting for too long! I wanted to add the sort of hormonal thing in this chapter because, c'mon what teenager doesn't have those thoughts?!

"Amelia...Amelia, wake up dolly - daydream," a faint voice called. Snapping out of my thoughts, Lucy stood at beside me, giving me a concerned look. "Lunch is ready," she told. Was it lunch already? I must of missed breakfast. I stood up from my bed, taking ahold of Lucy's hand and we both walked out of my tent, together. "You do realize I was calling you for several moments." she chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I just got too caught up in my thoughts," I laughed. "Is Edmund up yet?" I asked quickly, Lucy giggled.

"Yes, he's awake. Why do you loooooove him?" she mocked with a silly grin. I chuckled at the little girls amusing remark. I put my head down, trying to control the hot feeling in my cheeks.

"No, of course not!" I mumbled.

"Oh Amelia you lie! You too would make the cutest couple!" she yelled, shaking my arm violently, while jumping up and down. Peter who was leaning on a rock, Susan and Edmund who sat on a picnic mat, gawked at us in confusion.
I blushed like a red tomato due to embarrassment. We walked over together and stared in awe at the food which were served on shiny, silver plates. There was bacon, toast, boiled eggs and cups of juice. 'FOOD' I screamed mentally. "Oops, did I say that a bit too loud?" Lucy whispered, reaching the blanket.

"Just a tad." I muttered back sadonically, sitting next to Edmund while Lucy sat on the other side of him. As I wiggled closer to my plate, my knee touched Edmund's leg. Butterflies sprung in my stomach, waves whirled and my heart drummed. I could see Edmund turn to me in the corner of my eye- a smirk plastid on his plump lips. My cheeks began to rise in heat, and my heart leaped. I kept my head down, my hair curtained my face, masking my excitement. Grabbing a piece of toast, my empty stomach growled loudly like a whale singing to it's family. Everyone laughed and I couldn't help but to blush even more.

"Keep your head up. You shouldn't hide your face," Edmund whispered in my ear in a husky voice, still sounding tired. I mentally screamed but I somehow kept my cool.

I thought I was going crazy, I've been driven completely and utterly mad! After realizing it was just hormones trying to give me a heart attack my body relaxed.
I brushed my hair out of my face, smirking at Ed. "There- better?"

"Much!" He declared with a cheeky smile. Instantly he turned away quickly before he stuffed his face with toast. Well that's not attractive...

"Narnia isn't going to run out of toast Ed." Lucy commented with a giggle, making all of us laugh.

"I'm sure they'll pack you some up for the journey back." Peter said making his way toward us. Journey back? Hell no! I'm not going back! I need to stay and fight for my home.

"What?!" I said shocked, my mouth falling to the ground.

"We're going home?" Susan questioned, sounding upset.

"You are," Peter started, sitting down next to me. "I promised mum I would keep you two safe and Amelia, I do want you safe too. But it doesn't mean I can't stay and help."

"But they need us," Lucy protested. "All five of us."

"Lucy it's too dangerous. You almost drowned! Edmund was almost killed." Peter argued.

"Which is why we have to stay. I've seen what the White Witch can do and I've helped her do it-" Edmund told sadly, full of guilt. I placed my hand on his, giving him comfort. "And we can't leave these people to suffer for it." he was beginning to show that he is a real king of Narnia. Standing up for what he believes in, and I was proud of him.

"Well I suppose that's it then." said Susan sorrowfully, getting up and walking away.

"Where are you going?" Peter called. She marched towards her tent and picked up her quiver and bow.

"To get in some practice." Susan smiled. And with that I jumped up from my spot, sprinting into my tent and grabbed my quiver and bow. And I jolted towards the archery area.

"Susan-" I started. "Firing an arrow and getting a bulls eye, takes practice for a begginer. So do not fret if you don't get it the first time. So you ready your bow- aim- take a deep breath- and release," Susan hit the target, but did not get a bull's eye. Susan sighed looking a slightly upset. "Don't worry Susan, maybe ne-" I was cut off short when Lucy's dagger hit dead set in the middle of the target. I looked at her gob smacked, and smiled widely. "Great job Lu!" I congratulated, patting her back softly. I spun around to the sound of horses neighing and swords clashing. Peter and Edmund were sword fighting while riding horses.

"C'mon Ed! Swords point up! Like Orieus showed us." Peter called to Edmund. They weren't too bad at it. They were both blocking each other's attacks, they were doing quite well for beginners.

"PETER! EDMUND!" Mr Beaver yelled racing towards them. Causing Edmunds horse to rear upwards.

"Woah horsey!" Edmund shouted.

"My name is Philip." the horse groaned in annoyance. I chuckled holding my stomach, trying to control my laughter from erupting.

"Oh, sorry." Edmund apologized.

I ran over to Mr Beaver and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Witch has demanded a meeting with Aslan," Mr. Beaver announced. "She's on her way here." Oh no, this can't be good. What if she hurts Edmund? Or takes him? She'll have to get past me before she lays a single hand on him!

We all darted to back to the camp, no one spoke a word. We all feared for what could happen in a matter of minutes. My entire body stiffened as the evil, little dwarf cried out.

"Jadis. Queen of Narnia!"