AN: '' means thought

"" means spoken

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A Rocky Start

A cool breeze was felt all around as Laylee walked home from school. She had been there working on her schools musical, "Grease", for four hours after school and it was now 7 o'clock. 'Damn' she thought, 'I was supposed to be home 1 hour ago'. She pulled her jacket tighter around her, it must have been 2 degrees outside. (AN: That's degrees Celsius). As Laylee walk through the woods, a short cut to get to her house, she pulled a bag a chips and her I pod out of her bag. Sometimes the woods would get a little scary when it was dark at night, so she turned on her I pod and opened her bag of chips. As she did this, Laylee started thinking, everyone's point of view she was the perfect everything. The perfect daughter, perfect pupil, perfect friend, perfect girlfriend and she was sick of it. After school she had broken up with her boyfriend, she said that she wasn't quite ready to go far with him. You should have seen his face, he was so angry. He called her a bitch and said that she shouldn't have kept him around for so long unless she had some plan for them to be together. Then the worst thing of all, he slapped her. It wasn't a light slap, it felt like he had punched her.

Even now as Laylee brought her hand up to touch her face she could feel the stinging. With her golden blonde hair swinging behind her, Laylee began to wish she was heavy, scarred, and disfigured. It wasn't her fault she was born lucky, her mother had been a model in New York, and her father was a dentist without any extraordinary features. Everyone said she could be her mother twin, they both had blonde hair, an ivory complexion, bluish grey eyes and an hourglass figure. Laylee kept on walking until she got to the difficult part, she had to climb up and down and pile of big rocks which were about 20 meters high. Laylee started up the pile, she was glad she was wearing runners, she got up about half way when her foot slipped.

"Shit" she said, as she cut her jeans

At least they weren't that expensive. Laylee was almost at the top, and she started to breath heavy from climbing.

"Almost , there" she panted to herself

At the top she stopped and looked around. When she stood up she could look just over the top of the trees. When she looked up, Laylee saw the wide expansive sky, each star looking like a separate universe.

'Hmmm', she thought as she turned to look at the moon 'I wonder if it is really made out of cheese'. 'Oh well, I guess I'll never know'

As Laylee turned around her cuff of her jeans got caught on a rock. Laylee started to get it free, as she eventually did.

"Yes", she cried

Then she turned around, just then she slipped on a wet spot. She cried out in pain as she bounced down the side of the pile. She stop tumbling, she whimpered but it wasn't over yet.

"No" was the last word she said, as a big rock came loose and hit her on her head. With that her world faded to black.

AN: I'm a Canadian so all measurements are in metric. Also please don't tell me that Laylee's a Mary Sue, I know that. I also know that this doesn't have anything to do with Narnia yet but this was more to introduce the character. I like constructive criticism not people telling me that my story sucks. I know it needs work so if anyone wants to Beta it let me know. Also If anyone is a resident Narina know-it-all could they let me know because I might need some help with names later on. Please Review and Ill try and update soon.