This is the story of Susan's very first heartbreak in Britain. I know that she's a bit young in some of your opinions, but I think she is completely fine to date. There are people who date since they were like 10, so why can't Susan at 13? This is post LWW but before Prince Caspian. This is while the Pevensies are attending school and mainly involves Peter and Susan. In my imagination, the Pevensies go to school for a single term before returning home for the summer. They go back to Narnia when they are returning to school for the fall term. Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or any of the characters. I take full credit for this idea, however. I came up with it a while back and have been dying to write a story about it since.

Sobbing. That's how Peter found his little sister, Susan. She wasn't actually that little, she was 13, just a year younger than him. He and Ed came to visit the girls at school on one of their boring Saturdays. Ed went straight to find Lu, but Peter went looking for Susan. He stopped by her room, but her roommate said that she hadn't seen her since breakfast. Worried, Peter searched the entire school for his sister. He searched in the gym, the library, and even the lacrosse field.

Finally, he stumbled upon her in the gardens, a place that she'd referred to as her thinking place, sobbing her heart out. "Oh, Su." Peter sighed as he dropped beside her. He grabbed her in a hug as she leaned into him and sobbed her heart out. He pulled her even closer to him, not even caring that her tears were staining his shirt. All that mattered to him at the moment was his sister and her unhappiness. He absolutely hates seeing her like this. Broken. Upset. He hated that he couldn't do anything about it. He hated that he didn't even know why she was this upset in the first place. He hated that he was so caught up in school that he hadn't realized something was up with her.

Time ticked by slowly. Susan was still crying steadily into Peter's shirt, not even caring how weak and pathetic she looked. Her sobbing eventually decreased to crying and then to sniffles. Once Peter could hear nothing but silence, he decided to ask "What's wrong Su?" casually, so she wouldn't suspect anything. "Nothing," She hiccupped "I'm fine."

As High King of Narnia, Peter could control a lot of things. The one thing he could not control, however, was his temper. The said King was known for his fiery temper that was almost impossible to control. Once he was mad, fireworks were to be expected. "Nothing?!" His voice grew tremendously "I find you sitting here sobbing your guts out and you call it nothing?! Well, we have completely different ideas of what nothing is!" He replies harshly.

In most cases, Susan would bite back with her own scathing remark, but today was different. Susan didn't even bother to defend herself. She just started crying again. Peter turned around to yell at his sister some more until he took notice of her. His eyes softened and took a seat next to her on the bench she was perched on and proceeded to hug her again as a fresh set of tears started streaming down Susan's cheeks. Peter couldn't even begin to explain how guilty he felt for making his sister cry. He had sworn to himself that he would never ever be one of those siblings who made their younger siblings cry. He'd already broken that promise with Ed before Narnia. When they came back, he swore that it would never happen again. Not even a year later, he broke his promise again.

"I'm sorry Su. I didn't mean to yell at you." Peter softly whispered to his sister after she finished her second bout of crying. "Do you want to tell me what happened? And before you say nothing, I've never seen you cry this much over anything, ever. So this cannot be nothing, it has to be something." Susan looked like she was at war with herself. Peter could read her really well, so he knew that she was debating whether she should tell him what happened.

In a hoarse voice she started to talk "About a month ago when Lu and I came to visit you, I ran into someone on my way to your dorm. He was super rude and dismissive. The immediately blamed me and shouted at me. So I gave him an attitude back. I know that I shouldn't have done it, but I was just so sick of being treated like a kid. I gave him a piece of my mind and stalked off towards your dorm. The next week, I ran into him at school. When I questioned him, he explained that his little sister went to school here and he came to visit her. That day, he was completely different. He was charming and gentlemanly and I couldn't help it. I fell for him. After he met his sister, we spent the entire day talking. I found out that his name was James and that he came to visit his sister every week. We talked about everything. The next week when he came back, he asked me to meet him here in the gardens. When I came up here, he told me that he's fallen for me and kissed me." "HE KISSED YOU?!" Peter seethed. He was the explosive type of angry person. "Yeah, he did. It was absolutely perfect. When I finally pulled away, he asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend. And I agreed. We dated for the next few weeks. And then this morning, I was on my way to meet him up here when I saw his talking to Janet. He told her that he'd gotten me to fall for him and that he wanted his money now. He made all of these remarks about how ugly and stupid I was. And he saw me listening. And right in front of me, he went and snogged her." Susan drew her knees up to her chest and buried her face in it. By the time she was finished, Peter's hands were balled into tight fists and he was visibly shaking.

"How dare him! How could he do that to you?!" He raged. "Susan, look at me." Susan pulled her face out of her knees and looked at him with watery eyes "You are not ugly or stupid. You just fell for the wrong guy. James is the worst type of guy, Susan. He lives to break hearts. You don't deserve him. You deserve someone better, like Kade." Susan blushed "I know that you broke up before and that he's my best friend, but you guys are meant to be together. You're supposed to be with him. Not some arsehat from the street." "Arsehat?" Susan laughed. "It's a great insult." Peter defended.

"Did you hit him?" Peter asked after a while "Of course I did! Slapped him straight in the face. I may be the Gentle Queen, but it doesn't mean that I can't hit someone." "Atta girl!" Peter grinned "Well I had a great older brother that taught me how to slap and punch." Susan smiled. There was silence for some time until Peter said "Why did you say had? You make it sound like I died or something." He was returned with an eye roll and an elbow to his rib.