Stuck in the Future 2:

You're the One

By NarnianAslan

Chapter One

.: Author's .:. Note :. Here it is: The sequel to Stuck in the Future! Okay so first off: If you haven't read SITF, I highly suggest you do so… and there should be an update on Dance with Me soon. If you don't read the prequel to this, you will be highly confused. Okay, well, let's see, what else? Oh! If you don't feel like reading all of Stuck in the Future, read the epilogue at least… please? Okay so: On with the story!

The Real Narnia: Cair Paravel: 8 June: 3:22 PM

King Edmund was sitting on a balcony off of a tower at Cair Paravel. He hadn't seen Lise for four years, and it seemed wrong to enjoy everything while Lise wasn't here.

King Peter, Queen Lucy and Queen Susan had been looking for him and finally found him.

"Edmund, you look upset. What's wrong?" Lucy asked.

Edmund didn't say anything.

"It's Lise I suppose." Eustace had come up with Jill.

Edmund nodded.

"Maybe we can ask Aslan's help," Jill suggested.

"D'you think we could?" Edmund asked hopefully.

"It can't hurt, after all, Jill and I asked to go into Narnia (when we rescued Rilian) and He let us in. Maybe He'll let you see Lise."

"It sounds doubtful," Susan said.

"We must try it then," Peter decided.

So all six went to the tapestry of Aslan in the room on the highest level of the tower.

"How exactly do we get it to work?" Edmund asked.

"Er, I don't know exactly," Eustace told him.

"We could just ask Him," Jill suggested.

"I suppose that's the best idea," Lucy concluded.

"So let's do it," Susan prompted.

So Peter just stood there and asked Aslan if they could go and see Lise. He gave reasons and didn't stop talking until the tapestry came alive.

The first thing it did was laugh. A very Aslan-like laugh.

"Children," He started, for it was Aslan Himself, "I understand that you wish to see Elizabeth. You do understand if you go, it will be like starting another life. You will be prepared this time. You will have all the information you may need. You may not get back to Cair Paravel until Elizabeth dies, so there is no going back. Do you truly wish to go? Do all of you truly wish to go?"

"I know I do, sir," Edmund said to him.

"I do also. I miss Liza," Lucy said second.

"I do wish to see my old friends again," Susan considered it for a moment, "I'll go as well."

"As will I," Peter decided.

"I've always wanted to see this girl, I want to go, how about you Jill?" Eustace looked hopefully at his best friend.

"Of course! It shall be amazing fun!"

"Then I bid you all to bed," Aslan said, and then suddenly, the tapestry was just a tapestry again.

"I'll never get used to this queer place," Jill decided as she and Eustace walked to their rooms together (they were in the same corridor).

"Sure you will!" Eustace told her. "Here's where you go in. G'night Jill!"

They had reached Jill's room.

"Night Eustace." Jill said, then she went in her room, and went to sleep. But she never knew what would happen once she woke up.

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America: June 18th, 2008: 7:30 A.M.

What is it about one's birthday that makes one awake so early? The answer may never be known, but nineteen-year-old Lise Summerfield pondered it as she made her way to her bathroom to take a shower.

When she got out, she put on the clothes she had laid out for herself the night before (a white cami and a plum boho tiered skirt). She then went downstairs to find the whole couch covered in presents and Lecia sitting on the loveseat.

"What..."

"Yeah your loving Love fans have kept me awake with this since 1:00."

"Oh. Sorry Lece."

"No problem, just payback from when my fans kept you awake since 2:00 on my birthday."

"Fine. Want any breakfast?"

"Had it. By the way, I heard some strange sounds last night when I was trying to sleep. Sounds like they were coming from the guest rooms."

"I'll check it out," Lise said, then she went upstairs and opened the door to the guest bedroom and was met with a huge surprise.

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"Lucy! Susan! What're you doing here?"

"I don't know. But don't wake Jill."

"Jill? How old are you Lu?"

"Almost nineteen."

"How about you, Su?"

"Twenty-one."

"That means Edmund… Oh my gosh! Is Edmund here?"

"I don't know, but Eustace is," Lucy laughed. "I could hear him snoring."

Susan and Lise laughed.

"I'll go wake them. Wake Jill."

"Alright. See you."

"Then come downstairs."

"We will."

Lise went next door to the boys room. She knocked on the door.

"Hullo?" came Edmund's voice.

"Ed!"

"Lise? Lise!" Lise heard footsteps hurriedly making their way to the door. When it opened, Lise could see Edmund's face.

"Oh Ed!" Lise said, and then she kissed him. "Oh I missed you so much Eddy!"

"I missed you too Lise." Edmund stepped out of the door.

Lise was surprised to see that he was wearing perfectly modern clothes. Now that she thought about it, so had Lucy and Susan.

"Edmund, are you going to leave again?"

"Not for a while. Aslan said so."

"Good. So, can I come in?'

"If you don't mind Eustace snoring and Peter talking in his sleep, then sure."

"I don't."

"Then, will you please come in?"

"I'd love to."

Once they were, inside, they could see that Eustace had woken up.

"Who are you?"

"Lise and you must be Eustace."

"Yeah. Edmund's only told us all about you."

"Really?"

"Yes, he has. He told us about the prank calls even."

"That was funny. By the way, Eustace, how old are you and Jill?"

"Sixteen. Jill's almost sixteen. Her birthday is the nineteenth."

"Of June?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Today's the eighteenth."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Lise! It's your birthday?" Edmund half asked half exclaimed.

"Yeah."

"Wait here, I hope it made it. Yes!" Edmund pulled something out of his travel bag.

"Edmund, what is that?" Lise asked him.

"Your present. Open it."

"Okay," Lise said as she started peeling away at the wrapping, which Lise could tell was Narnian. When she finished, she saw a small trunk. "Edmund, you didn't!" Lise exclaimed. She opened the trunk and found her favorite Narnian gowns (her emerald one, her forest green one, her ruby one, and her gold one), and several pairs of slippers. "You did! Oh Ed!" Lise said, and then she wrapped him into a huge hug.

"Hullo Lise," came a familiar voice.

"Peter! Oh my gosh! I so forgot! Breakfast!"

Lise put the trunk into her room and led them downstairs to the dining room, where there was a huge breakfast on the table.

"How'd you get all of those presents, Lise?" Edmund asked her.

"I'm famous now. Isn't it great?"

"Yeah."

"Lise, the rest of Love will be over for breakfast." Alicia reminded her.

"Lece, the noise was them! Edmund, Lucy, Susan, Peter, Jill, and Eustace! All of them!"

"Jill and Eustace?"

"Yeah."

"Who's Love?" Edmund asked.

"My band, you know, the one that made me famous."

"Lecia, you look, different," Lucy observed.

"I'm an author and artist now. I use your art for inspiration."

"I'm famous too?"

"Only after 1947."

"Lucy's artwork! Lise look at this!" Edmund reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. "Lucy made this. It's you and me."

"He's mad about that thing, like it's you. I drew it when we went back… four years ago."

"And you kept it?"

"Yeah."

"Let's have tea. I'm parched," Eustace said.

"Alright," Lise said.

So they sat down at the kitchen table (they had a kitchen and a dining room table), and drank tea until the doorbell rang.

.: Author's .:. Note :. My first chapter and probably my longest. Have any advice? That's what reviewing is for.

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