A/N: This is Hadam in conjunction with Daughter Of The Gods writing this story. So what'll happen is, I'll write one chapter and then Daughter Of The Gods will write one chapter. We love reviews so please please please review and don't forget to enjoy!

Chapter 1: 'Friendly' Welcomes

"Give it BACK!"

Reena screamed as Gail held her pencil case over the edge of the balcony.

"Not until you give me my book back."

She reasoned.

"Come on Reena, just give the book back."

Eleanor said as she leant against the lockers beside Chantelle, giggling.

"Not until she gives me my pencil case back."

Reena told Eleanor, glancing at the two girls over at the lockers who were still giggling as they attempted to get out their homework for that night.

"What do we have? Science, maths, English and PE,"

Chantelle mumbled to herself as she grabbed out her books and put them in her bag, zipping it up.

"OK, swap."

Chantelle said, walking over to the edge of the balcony where Gail and Reena where shouting insults at each other.

"Swaaap."

Eleanor warned when Gail and Reena both threw pleading looks at Chantelle. Reena slowly handed the book to Chantelle and Gail made a grab for it.

"Uh, no,"

Eleanor said, before putting her hand out and looking at Gail expectantly. Gail huffed and handed her the pencil case. As fast as lightning, both the book and the pencil were snatched out of Eleanor and Chantelle's hands.

"OK then, let's go."

Chantelle sighed, sounding half exasperated. The others followed her after a lengthy packing session for Gail and Reena where Chantelle and Eleanor tried to keep the two from stealing each other's stuff the whole time. After about 15 minutes, the group finally left the locker area to get picked up by their parents. They walked down the stairs and onto the grassy area in front of the school where the table they always sat at was.

A light breeze picked up and the girls breathed in the sweet scent of the flowers that had been blown across by it. They relaxed, feeling their sweaty legs cooling down. What they didn't expect though was the wind to keep picking up, eventually landing on gale-force winds. The girls all looked at each other and started to panic, especially when the scenery around them started to blur. They stood in a little huddle waiting for the wind to subside. When it finally did, the girls found themselves in the middle of a forest.

"What the heck?"

Eleanor asked, slowly turning on the spot.

Everyone looked at Gail, the most adventurous of the four, who shrugged her shoulders and started walking through the trees. By now, the girls had all taken off their shoes and could hear the velvety grass beneath their feet. They made their way through trees covered in blossoms of every colour imaginable.

Three hours later, the girls had managed to make their way to the shoreline of wherever the heck they were and stood looking at a white castle. They looked closer at the castle and they saw people with goat's legs running out at them. Hang on, goats legs? The girls didn't have much time to think about this though because then everything went black.

"Owwww…"

Chantelle groaned as she put a hand to her head.

"What happened?"

"I'll tell you what happened; crazy mad goat people just knocked us out and then threw us in the dungeons!"

Gail yelled, obviously pissed that she was just beaten by a bunch of goat people.

"Calm down Gail,"

Eleanor told her friend, trying to stop herself from giggling,

"They're probably fairly highly trained. You know, since they seem to be the palace guards and stuff."

"But of course, to beat the almighty Gail, they must have been really powerful."

Reena interrupted. Gail glared at her friend and stood up; inspecting the lock on the door to the cage they were in. Just then, they heard a noise. Everyone jumped up, except Chantelle who must have gotten hit a lot harder than everyone else because she still looked a little concussed. A boy, around 25, with blonde hair and blue eyes, glanced at Chantelle, then the others who were standing in front of their cell, ready to fight. He shook his head.

"I am only here to ask you some questions,"

He spoke in a regal, slightly cocky manner that really, really pissed off Gail even more.

"I want you to know that you are obliged to answer all questions honestly or we have permission to keep you detained,"

Gail let out a small 'pfft'

"As I was saying,"

He spoke a little louder,

"You need to answer all questions honestly and, if appropriate, you will be set free. First, how old are you?"

It was Reena who spoke up.

"14. Chantelle over here,"

She nodded in the direction of the girl lying on the floor,

"Will be 15 in two months."

The boy nodded his head.

"And where are you from? I mean do you come from this world or the other world?"

"Uhh… well, I assume we came from the other world since one moment, we were standing outside our school and then the next we were in the middle of a forest."

Reena answered back. Gail squeezed Reena's arm, mumbling,

"Do you really think it's a good idea to tell him everything about us?"

"Ahem,"

The boy said,

"Continuing on, I'm assuming you're from Australia from your accents?"

Reena nodded.

"And your intentions in Narnia are?"

This time, it was Gail who spoke up.

"Well, we were planning on burning down the forest, followed by taking over the world, then possibly killing you and then we were going to have tea."

Eleanor let out a short laugh and glared at the boy.

"We don't bloody know what our intentions are! We don't even know where we are! All we know is that one moment we were standing out the front of our school, waiting to be picked up, and then the next we were standing in the middle of a forest!"

"Peter?"

A voice that sounded like the sun itself called,

"What are you doing?"

A girl, about 17 with reddish-brown hair, came and stood beside the boy. She looked at the set look on Gail's face, Chantelle's semi-concussed state, the way Eleanor stood back looking annoyed and Reena's almost timid expression. And she smiled.

"So you're the ones I heard Caspian going on about. Welcome to Narnia. Peter, what were you doing?"

Peter looked hurriedly at his feet.

"I-er-Lucy-I-well-you know the threats we've been getting,"

He finally finished.

"Took you long enough,"

Gail told him, no hint of cheek at all. Lucy grinned even wider and looked at the blonde-haired girl in front of her. Lucy held her hand out expectantly.

"Fine."

Peter said, handing a set of keys over. Lucy freed the girls and they all came clambering out, including Chantelle who had just come out of her semi-concussed state.

"Well,"

Gail whispered to Chantelle,

"This is going to be interesting."

And with that, the girls, along with Peter and Lucy made their way up the stairs and into the main castle.