Mikishami: Hi, people. Er... So... Uh, this is a story I made wrote with Pillow here. Hope you enjoy :P Well, I hope you enjoy it, because it took us several months to write it all! *yes, the story's almost finished. It's written down in a cute, little Green Apple notebook called 'Shortkid'*
Disclaimer: If we actually owned Narnia, then Aslan would've been a pink unicorn and Peter a chipmunk :)
Chapter 1
Cornelia's POV
I am running. Running as fast as I could, quietly. I am trying to hide from someone... He's coming nearer... and splat!
My mischievous 17-year-old best friend, Chase Crowe, shot another paintball at me. He laughed so hard his face turned red!
"Hahaha, very funny," I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Oh, come on, have a little fun. It'd been, like, forever since I've had this much."
"Uh, you just got detention last week for pranking our Geometry professor."
Mr. Tallman is our Geometry professor. It's quite ironic because despite his name, Alvin Tallman, he is shorter than most of the boys in our class. Anyway, Chase pranked Mr. Tallman by putting some kind of pink coloring in his shampoo, making his hair, well... pink. Apparently, he didn't know about it before Matilda, our class goody-two-shoes and my close friend, told him. He was furious and gave Chase a 3-day detention; Chase tried to get away from it by saying, 'Pink is for men.' He failed. Chase got mad at Matilda for spoiling his prank. Oh, well.
Oh, where are my manners? My name is Cornelia Herring. I am a 16-year old girl, but I am turning 17 on September 20. My best friends are Chase and Olliver Crowe, twins who are completely and absolutely different from one another. Though their looks are similar (both with golden-yellow hair and sea green eyes), their attitudes are very different. While Chase is a prankster, Olliver is a shy, quiet boy who's always at the back of the room. But still, they are my best friends, and nothing will change that.
"I'm going to Olliver's room!" I shouted. "We'll be studying for the quiz tomorrow!"
"Okay!" Chase replied. "But as long as we'll plan a prank for Jerome later!"
While I was walking through the hallways of the Crowe residence, I felt a force pull at my feet. Shaking my head thinking it was my imagination, I ignored it and walked quickly to Olliver's room.
As I was about to open the door, I felt something again, only this time… it sucked me downwards. The last thing I heard was an unfamiliar voice before I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
Pillow-Niddo: Hey there, uh… Fanfiction readers! Like what Mikishami said, it's sort of a 'collab' story. This is my first story ever, like, the first one written on paper. Basically, Mikishami up there said all the words I would've said, too, if I were in her place. I deeply apologize if I'm not a humorous writer (heck, I could barely write anything remotely funny), I'm more of an adventure writer. Mikishami's the one adding up all the humor and most of the romantic bits. So, see that space down there? Before you leave, please drop a comment or a suggestion on the 'Review' box. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter!
