The Guardians of Narnia: Daughter of the Peace

Chapter 8 - Boys Are Such Idiots

Chapter 8 - Boys Are Such Idiots

Thank you for sticking with this story! I know my updates are very spaced out but I am trying to get this one finished so I can possibly get working on the third movie(second book)! If you think I should leave a comment with a few suggestions as to what should happen to her. Sometimes all it takes is a little prompt to get us writers going. Anyway here is Chapter 8! Hope you enjoy it! Read and review please!!

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“How have you been Ana?” She had been walking out of the How to get some fresh air when Peter caught up to her and attempted to start a conversation with her.

“Just fine.” She told him shortly looking in the opposite direction. Her effort to show him she wasn’t interested in talking fell short.

“You haven't changed.” Peter remarked. She could hear the disappointment in his voice.

”Why would I have?” She stopped and looked at him for a moment., contemplating what was on his mind. She couldn’t read him though.

“I just assumed that when I came back again you would have already broken your curse.” He told her. She groaned and continued walking. He had brought that topic up so often the last time she had seen him it had nearly driven her mad.

“Leave that be Peter. I told you years ago that it was none of your concern, that hasn't changed either.” She was annoyed. He never knew when to drop things. They were just exiting the How when he grabbed her upper arm. Stopping her in her tromping.

“It could be.” His voice was low and it sent shivers down her spine. They weren’t shivers of pleasure. They were shivers of discomfort. She didn’t like where this conversation was going.

“What?” He seemed to snap out of his revere when she spoke and he stepped away from her, letting her arm go.

“Nothing. I'll...uh...talk to you later.” He said softly, red tingeing his cheeks as he walked away. She just stood there looking after  his retreating form. She sat under the archway just before the How and closed her eyes. Listening to the world around her. Feeling the earth and air move around her. By this time the sun had already gone past its peak, descending in to evening.

“I hope Peter wasn't bugging you.”  Lucy joined her on the ground, facing her.

“No more than usual I suppose.” She said with a sigh. Peter had always been like that around her. But she didn’t want to think about that. “How have you been?”

“I missed being here. School is awful though. I can’t tell any of my friends about this place and I so desperately want to but they would call me crazy.” She replied looking off into the distance a look of loneliness taking over her features.

“I'm always with you, no matter where we are.” She reaches over and takes Lucy’s hand in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“How?”

“In here.” Using her unoccupied hand she points at Lucy’s heart. “Just think of me and I'll be there.” She smiled.

“I'll remember that. How long have you known Caspian, again?” Lucy giggled after she asked the question. This made Dris raise an eyebrow at the younger girl. She had learned in the past to be wary of Lucy’s mischievous demeanor.

“Since he was a baby. Which is odd to think about.”

“You two seem very close.” Lucy smiled watching her friend carefully.