Lucy was keeping hold of my hand as we raced across the busy London streets. We were in our school uniform as we were about to get the train home when Peter got into trouble.

The uniform was a grey bowler hat with a scarlet ribbon around the bottom, a grey pinafore over a white long sleeved shirt and finally a a grey blazer with a scarlet pocket to match the hat. I had on delicate ballerina shoes with knee high socks and my dark hair was messily pulled back into two plaits. Of course, everything was oversized, I was very small for my age (as I got reminded of every time I saw someone over the age of 35) but I made up for it by being mature. Maybe it's because all my siblings are much older than me so I learnt from them.

I had left my bag back at the train station, it was a horrible brown case with a few green and yellow stickers on it (it's a hand-me-down from Lucy from when she was evacuated). Everything I had was a hand-me-down from my siblings but "waste not, want not" as Mother says. I don't understand what it means though.

Anyway I was pulled out of my thoughts as Lucy yanked me in front of a car with a very angry looking man in it. He honked his horn and slammed on the brakes whilst screaming at us to watch where we were going. I giggled at his cheeks wobbling when he spoke. "Sorry!" Lucy exclaimed in her sweetest voice.

We carried along the very busy street and I finally spotted Susan she was standing next to a tall boy with glasses. I think she was talking to him but she didn't seem very happy about it. She held a magazine in her hand that she wanted to read before she was interrupted.

I couldn't exactly hear there conversation but I did hear Susan mutter "Phyllis". As me and Lucy got closer we screamed "Susan" to get her attention. She rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath as she turned to us. " You better come quickly!" Lucy said as we approached the pair. Susan grabbed her bag and raced after Lucy and I as we led her to the train station.

Once we reached the stairs, I pointed towards where our eldest brother, Peter, was fighting two bullies. "Not again" Susan sighed as she rolled her eyes. She seemed to like rolling her eyes lately.

Suddenly I got shoved into the hand rail as Edmund, our other brother, fought through the crowd to help Peter fight. "Eddie" I shouted, whilst he turned to look at me, he got punched in the face. As he stumbled back into the wall I bit my bottom lip and clutched my blazer sleeve.

"Stop it! Both of you." I heard Susan yell from behind me. She had almost a pleading tone with our brothers.

Suddenly there was the sound of a whistle and an angry looking soldier marched down the platform towards all four of the boys.

Everyone on the stairs started running back outside and Susan,Lucy and I got pushed back with them. "Act your age!" the soldier shouted but I'm not sure who at.

*

After Susan, Lucy and I had got back into the station, all five on us were sat on a wooden bench that hurt my back. My feet were dangling uselessly off the bench as I kicked them around and played a little game with them.

I was sat on the end, next to Edmund, but I was slowly falling off. I don't think that bench was made for five people. Out of nowhere Edmund turns to Peter and tells him "Your welcome" his voice was full of venom.

"I had it sorted" Peter spat back.

Susan rolled her eyes,again, and sighed "What was it this time?"

I just sat and watched my siblings talk, it was the same conversation after every fight that Peter or Edmund had so I didn't need to add anything to it.

Peter looked at Susan like a puppy looks at its mother and sighed "He bumped me"

"So you hit him?" Lucy asked like it was the worst thing you could possibly do in that situation.

"No, after he bumped, he tried to get me to apologise. That's when I hit him." he explained in a bored tone.

"Why can't you just walk away?" Susan asked but it didn't really sound like a question.

Personally, I agreed with Peter if the bully deserved a punch in the face, that's what he should get. I don't understand why the others have to sound like parents all the time.

"I won't ignore it and I shouldn't have to! Don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?" Peter asked, voicing my thoughts exactly. I know I'm only four but I'm just as smart as Lucy but everyone treats my like I'm still a baby just because I'm the youngest.

"Uh, we are kids." Edmund stately dumbly.

"Well we weren't always." He said picking me up and setting me on his lap as he sat down where I was just sat. "It's been two years, how long does he expect us to wait?"

"Wait for what?" I asked as I turned to look at Peter.

"Narnia" Edmund said bored but I saw a slight twinkle in his eye as he said it.

My siblings had told me all the stories of Narnia but I still struggled to believe them, it all just seems so much like a fairytale. Talking lions and evil ice witches,but I would love to go there if it is a real place ,of course.

Susan cut my thoughts of as she said "I think it's time to accept the fact that we live here now, it's no use pretending any different." She has already accepted that they weren't going back.

Susan groaned as she looked behind her. The tall boy from the magazine stand before was strolling towards us. "Oh no, pretend your talking to me" she exclaimed.

"We are talking to you" I told her in a sarcastic tone as I folded my arms.

Lucy randomly jumped up from the bench "Ow!" she exclaimed.

"Be quiet" Susan tutted as she turned back to me and the boys.

"Something pinched me!" Lily continued pointing at the bench.

Peter jumped to his feet and nearly threw me out of his arms as he shouted at Edmund to stop pulling him.

"You nearly threw me onto the tracks!" I shouted at Peter and he looked at me apologeticly.

Peter then placed me down next to him, more carefully this time. I just kept my arms folded and scowled at him but I doubt I looked very intimidating. Peter laughed as he turned back to Edmund.

Edmund looked at Peter and told him "I'm not touching you" in confusion.

"What is that?" I shouted pointing at the speeding train going past us.

"It feels like magic!" Lucy shouted excitedly with the biggest grin on her face.

"Quick everyone hold hands" Susan ordered as she grabbed onto Lucy's and Edmund's and Peter picked me up.

Edmund quickly shook it off and shouted "I'm not holding your hand" in a disgusted voice.

Peter rolled his eyes ,talking a leaf out of Susans book, and grabbed Edmunds hand yelling "Just do it!"

We watched as the train continued to race past us and tiles were pulled away from the walls. Everything was peeling back like it was a sticker on a book. I buried my head into Peters neck as the train station disappeared in front of out eyes. All I could hear was noise. From every single angle: Peter telling me we're safe, metal being stripped back, clattering of tiles bashing against each other and the train creaking against the tracks.

Then suddenly everything was silent.