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Narnian @ ❤️ (Part 1)

Wind swept your feet along as you made your way through town. "Why did he have to give us so many textbooks?" You murmured to yourself, trying to keep each book in your grasp. It was midday and you had just come from a lecture on the mystery of Troy. You may be considered a history nerd. But, forgotten cities and wonderful stories couldn't help but tempt you. I mean it's 1942.

When the Cold War started you had to leave your home and stay with a friend of the family. His name was Mr. Lee and he was the most fascinating man. He had a gigantic library and let you read whatever you wanted. But, when the war seemed to calm down a little you moved back with your parents in Cambridge. There you resumed studies at Summerhill school. Mr. Lee always told you 'history is a mystery Ms. Y/L/N. You must solve it'. Now, you're trying to solve the mystery that is Troy.

"England is so beautiful," you said, looking at the hard brick buildings that stood before you. But, your observing was distracted when the books started to slide right out of your grasp. "Oh no!" You shouted, chasing your notes down the lane. You caught a page swiftly stepping on it when you slipped and face planted on the pavement.

"Here," you heard a kind voice say from what seemed to be behind you. You turned around to see a petite girl with simple yet gorgeous features. Freckles painted her face as her hair danced around in curls. She helped you to a bench and had you sit down. "Is this yours?" She asked, holding one of your papers in front of you.

"Thank you," you replied, accepting the paper she held before you.

"I believe... I caught the rest," A young man said, out of breathe. He had your pages all crinkled up in one hand and in the other some of the textbooks you had dropped during the fall. His dark hair was tucked inside a brown applejack hat that matched the long coat he wore. His eyes seemed so deep that you might drown in them if you couldn't swim. You knew right then and there that it was going to be very hard to talk to him.

"Y/N," You said, holding out your hand.

"Edmund Pevensie," he replied, shaking it with your notes still grasped in his hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can take those from you."

"Only if you don't lose them again," he said, handing you the pages.

"I'm Lucy," the girl said, moving to stand next to Edmund.

"Hello," you said, with a smile trying to not seem strange. "Well, I really must be going," you started, grabbing the textbooks from his hand. "It was nice meeting you Edmund Pevensie & Lucy?..." You questioned slightly, limping away.

"Pevensie, and wait you're hurt!" She shouted, as you walked away. At this you stopped in your tracks and turned around.

"Pevensie? Are you brother and sister?" You couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!" They replied in unison.

"I thought she was your girlfriend," You said, embarrassed by the fact.

"Is that why you're leaving?" Edmund asked.

"No... I have homework to do," Lucy smiled at your lie.

"Sit down, you're hurt," She said, pointing to the bench. You started to walk over. When suddenly, your leg started to stop working. You covered your face with your arms ready for impact when You were caught. Edmund helped you to the bench to sit. "May I?" Lucy asked, gesturing to your wound.

"Uhm... sure," You replied. "So, do you have more siblings or is it just you?" You tried to make small talk.

"There's Peter the oldest, then Susan, Edmund, and me." She said, trying to dab the blood with her handkerchief.

"Those are wonderful names! A friend of mine always said to try and guess who a person is by their name," you said, beginning to think. "Peter is a wise name, Susan is a brave name, Edmund is a strong name, and Lucy is a kind name." You smiled at Lucy.

"What about the name Eustace Scrubb?" Edmund laughed.

"Ed!" Lucy said, getting up and smacking him on the arm.

"Ow!" He replied, rubbing his wound.

"Are you the relatives staying with Ms. Alberta?" You asked.

"Sadly yes," Edmund replied, seeming annoyed.

"It isn't all bad," Lucy started. "Every so often we get a letter from Susan and Peter in America."

"That must be wonderful,"You said, unbearably smiling.

"Sort of... Anyways," Lucy started, trying to change the subject. "You need that cleaned and bandaged," She pointed to your knee. "Do you live nearby?"

"About a mile that way," you said, pointing to the open road.

"That is way too far for you to walk. You must come home with us," Lucy said, looking to Edmund for agreement.

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to burden you especially since it is almost time for dinner."

"That's perfect you must stay for dinner,"Lucy insisted.

"Just be sure to not Let Eustace get on your nerves," Edmund stated, grabbing their bicycle.

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