A/N: Hello my lovelies! As I promised, I wouldn't keep you guys waiting any longer than 3 months and since school is about 1 month away, I knew I couldn't exactly start a sequel when it does. Without further hesitation, I've decided to write up the first chapter in the sequel to Bad Boy. To any readers who clicked this story before reading, Bad Boy which was published before this, I strongly suggest to read it first to prevent any confusion as the story goes on. And since this story is just starting, I'm praying that I'll be able to finish it.

I know I caused a lot of confusion at the last chapter of Bad Boy, and I'm terribly sorry, I hope the sequel will explain everything to you in dear times. When I first thought of publishing a sequel, I was pretty thrilled that you guys agreed to my suggestion. I started daydreaming and doodling in class wondering if this time's plot would be even better, now that Chloe is back - did you guys expect Chloe to return? I started playing around with the plot and decided, since the third installment of the The Chronicles of Narnia (Movie) Series is about Aslan testing everyone, in this case, Lucy, Edmund and Eustace, I've decided to do exactly the same but including Alaura/Emma and Chloe.

There was a delay in getting the sequel up. As you know, I went along with the Prince Caspian movie version, and I was able to update faster using an online movie script but since I was unlucky in getting another script for The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, I was forced to watch the movie itself, and word by word, write down the dialog. It wasn't fun, but I managed to get a lot of ideas just by watching the movie. I'm still not complete in the script, only being 30 minutes through, and I'm asking for my lovely followers/reviews to help me in getting the script down, so I'll just watch the movie and I'll be able to continue with the story faster. I'm also using stories on Fanfiction based on the third movie, please, please help as I am sacrificing my time to do this sequel.

Also, if you need help imagining how Emma Montgomery looks, please continue reading until the very bottom where in another author's note, explains what to look up to get a closer picture of how Emma looks like.

I'm putting an end to this rather long author's note so we can head on to the story itself. I hope all of you enjoy the first chapter, I'm sorry if it isn't the best starting to a story. But please, enjoy and hopefully you can review and continue reading the story.

Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes.

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Chapter One: Not The Same Girl I Was A Year Ago

"Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?

When will my reflection show
who I am, inside."

-Reflection (Mulan)

She's been asking herself the same questions since the day she had woken in the hospital, since the doctor told her with a sense of devastation that her mind had been completely wiped out due to the accident that happened exactly a year ago. All she had remembered that day she woke up was the splitting pain that caused her face to contort in pain, the sense of anxiety when she hadn't felt the recognition of the people in the room with her. The commotion caused in the room when she tried to pry her hands free from the wires and tubes that had kept her bedridden.

She had felt like a newborn infant, screaming and making a fuss for having a mind blank like having writer's block. It was like someone shoved her a piece of lined sheet paper, along with a sharpened pencil and telling her to write down an essay about her life. She knew she'd fail because she couldn't bring back the memories that had been long gone when her head hit the concrete, they were locked away in a box with no key hole. She could reach for all eternity but her fingers would never come in contact with the box, and like what she did in the hospital, she hung her head in defeat and began to cry.

Everyone who knew and cherished her stuck next to her, but the grief didn't settle, the anxiety didn't settle either. They knew the girl they were expecting to hug when she awakened, but she didn't. She'd plead all she want, but they'd only force a lopsided smile and leave her hanging. She didn't spend the time with them, instead, she had torn apart her room for any recollections of her past. No, all papers and certificates were taken from her and the only information they could provide her was that her name was, Emma Montgomery.

A girl whom lived her life with her mother, Dani Montgomery and her significant other, Derek. She shared most of her past with Chloe Carter, a girl she had when she first started middle school and they had quickly become best of friends despite being opposites. Her parents were divorced, her father had left heartbroken while he remarried another girl and started another life with them. Despite being heartbroken, Derek was there to help heal Dani and on board with maintaining a good friendship with her.

According to Chloe, literature and the arts such as; acting, dancing and singing, was a great escape for her. She wasn't familiar with the arts, but after much begging from Chloe, she had decided to take up singing to get her to shut up. Behind Chloe's back, she enjoyed her time cuddled up in a chair and reading a good book or even writing up one, she wasn't into expressing herself and her emotions especially with words that could backfire anytime. Academics seemed like a better escape for her, she didn't know why but she trusted her instincts that the reason she was so good with her education was because, going to university meant living her past behind but now that she had no recollection of her past, she didn't know why it was an escape for her.

The mystery about her identity had only deepened when she took one good look at her wrist, finding the brutally torn skin had healed into a pink puckered lines. Scars were ugly, why did she give them to herself? Did she? She had become good buddies with bangles and bracelets; covering her scarred wrist with them.

She was Emma Montgomery, a girl whose face was obscured by her thick but voluminous, strawberry blonde waves. Her hazel eyes were partially covered by the bluntness of her bangs, it had been cut where longer strayed strands would reach the curve of her cheekbones. Her waves cascaded down her back and on her front, it would reach a bit lower than the curve of her breast. The fullness of her lips and the rosiness in her cheeks were defined due to the contrast of her skin tone; light olive and her hair color, together.

She was the girl who was lied to of her true identity. She was the girl who'd keep wondering, "Who am I?" because no one would give her an answer. Everything, her answers to her past and herself was right in front of her, so why can't she see it?

Chloe saw the hopelessness in Emma's eyes. She was there when Emma tore her room apart to get any souvenir from her past. She felt the guilt caving in the soil of the ground, preparing the ditch her body would soon be consumed in. Where the grave digger would stand alone as he closed up the gaping hole containing her body because no one would even dare to attend her funeral, after doing something awful.

Convincing Dani and Derek and everyone who possibly knew Alaura Hunter, not to tell Emma of her true identity. Discreetly saying that her past was hard enough, the lies, heartbreak was enough to burden Emma. Ruining the chance for Emma to get the life she'd always wanted without the past dragging her down. It took a long time before they were both convinced that a fresh start was better, they'd all agreed that having Emma get her memories back on her own was better than making her life a whole lot miserable.

Changing Emma's appearance, creating a whole new set of traits and ambitions. Emma Montgomery became her own person. Alaura Hunter was nothing but a memory.

It was what Aslan wanted her to do. And she didn't dare question his intentions, but pledged to being loyal and stuck by Emma's side acting but soon becoming a best friend.

The soil they were walking on was damp, she could feel the heel of her shoes caving in. She spied droplets slipping down the edge of the leaves and sometimes falling in contact with a part of her skin. Her arms and legs were exposed due to wearing a bold-colored tank top, and shorts made for camping, her skin was glistening the more they weaved their way through the rain forest.

Parts of her were itching, her hands swatting away the mosquitoes that gathered around them. She was irritated from having to scratch continuously on the redden bumps; mosquito bites. Her limbs were aching from the duration of their walk, she could sit down on the ground if it wasn't so busy being damp. But much to her pleasure, the sun was hidden beneath the darkened clouds. It left the wind to caress their bare skin, but as the continued forward, she could feel the wind growing stronger and began to plead to Chloe to turn back around for camp.

"Blame our stinking parents, Emma," Chloe grumbled in disdain, her nose wrinkling as the flies buzzed in front of her, "It was their idea of fun to take out indoor teens outside, more importantly camping. I mean who does that?" She refused to smile at Chloe's ramblings, it came to a time where Chloe would be serious but amusing to her.

"Then why did you ask them if we could go on a adventure? Aka, hiking?" She questioned, her hands gripping a branch as her foot slipped slightly. Her coordination wasn't spot-on but she was working on it, but she didn't like that she was working on it on such a dangerous site. She breathed in sharply as her foot bumped against a fallen log, she shook her head in dismay.

"Would you rather stay back there hearing them talk about financial business?" Chloe retorted with a snort. Chloe had a branch gripped in her right hand, gently probing the ground in case there was an unsteady surface. Emma glanced up, seeing that she was falling behind and made a irrational move to dash forward, being fully aware that her clumsiness would prevent her from doing anything spot-on.

Her foot got caught against her other foot, her hand brushed another branch but missed by a few inches. She tumbled to the ground, her knees throbbing from the immediate contact. She groaned when she heard Chloe's hysterical laughter not a foot away, she remained sitting on her butt as she inspected her hands; caked with dirt, and her knees which had reddened.

"And I forgot, why would Dani and Derek take you camping when they obviously know that you're not an outdoorsy person?" says Chloe as she retreated back with a offering hand to pull Emma back up. Emma didn't respond and instead focused on dusting herself off.

As she brushed her cheeks and began pulling back strands of hair from sticking to her face, she answered, "I agreed to to because they obviously wanted to feel like family. Besides, they were so excited when they announced the camping trip, they were like, children on Christmas morning. I couldn't disappoint them now could I?"

"Obviously they'd understand." Chloe protested.

"No, they wouldn't. And it's time to move on with life and create new memories that won't leave me this time," Emma snapped, "They don't understand that I have no clue on how my relationship with them was. I could finally be that perfect daughter they could have." Chloe blinked, her eyelid drooping in sympathy and her mind relived the tragic day when Alaura had left them.

Chloe could see the difference between Alaura and Emma, Emma was more feisty and aggressive than Alaura had been, but Emma was still vulnerable and sensitive to the topic of losing her memories. It was like, Emma wanted to rid the memory of ever getting in the accident, to forget the time when she had woken up and had remembered nothing. Emma was vulnerable to herself and not her past. And to top it off, Emma had more confidence to speak her mind than Alaura ever had.

"You want to be perfect?" Chloe questioned loudly, when the thunder rumbled in the sky. The sky was darkening, the gray clouds were hovering over them.

"Close to perfect. I'll never be the same girl you guys once knew," Emma replied, rising her voice, "I know you guys just keep me around for that glimpse of hope."

"Are you seriously thinking that?" Chloe asked with a scoff of disbelief. She flinched when Emma narrowed her eyes dangerously at her, her hazel brown eyes had darkened a shade.

"What else are there for you guys to keep me around? I'm your little charity case," Emma laughed with no humor as hurt twinkled in her eyes, "I live in a world of lies. And I'm part of a lie, I can't trust people about my identity cause I know that everyone's hiding a secret about my identity."

By then they were standing in a, now, heavy downpour, Chloe refused to blinked her eyes again in shock. Emma was standing right there, drenched from head to toe glowering down at Chloe though she was on the tip of the slope. Emma's grip on the branch had tightened, like she was holding back from lunging right at her for even bringing up the topic of her accident.

"You don't know if they're lying, and you don't know if they're lying for the better." Chloe replied.

"Forget it, just forget I ever said something so stupid," Emma almost snarled, "Maybe there'll come a time when someone I know might actually bring out the girl I used to be." With that, Emma trudged forward. The taps on the ground increase making it difficult for both of them contact each other, both having to yell at each other to ask if they should head back. Emma was still rigid from the conversation with Chloe.

"Let's head for cover until the rain dies down," Chloe suggested, "This was a horrible time to go on a hike." Emma didn't comment, her eyes still hard and focused on the view straight before her. She followed Chloe down a somewhat ditch leading to more coverage from the rain; more trees grown in the area, her eyes blinked and softened when she spotted a mystical looking lake.

"Beautiful." Emma breathed. The lake was accompanied by some fog, the water was crystal clear with blossoming plants rounding the edge of the lake. On the surface of the lake were lily pads. "It seems so familiar, in a dream of mine."

"And in mine. Want to take a look closer?" Emma immediately nodding, forgetting their recent conversation. They took long strides towards the lake, when they reached it, they bent and studied it closely, Emma dripped her fingertips and surprisingly found it ice cold. She cupped her hands to bring out some water.

"Emma, Emma!" She snapped her gaze over to where Chloe was pointing at, "Do you see it?" She did. A massive ship gliding smoothly across the lake's waters, it was like their own television being played on water. The ship was beautifully enriched with cravings, leading towards a large figure head which was also craved to look like a figure. The bottom was made out of dark, rich wood with rows of oars paddling them across the waters. On the boat, were the crew, bustling around in puffy white tops, with a leather tight tunic over top.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful, have you?"

"Yes. When I dream." Chloe laughed then shook her head. Emma smiled and looked back at the boat, her eyes then wandering over to her reflection and the smile slipped off her face. Who is that girl? It's supposed to be her, but she looked like a complete stranger to herself. But her gazed was quickly torn away from her reflection when Chloe harshly pulled on her arm.

"W-What's happening?" Chloe stuttered nervously as the storm brewed around them. The downpour had increased making it impossible for them to see through the rain, the wind current had increased and her chest heaved to get a grasp of oxygen. Emma forced herself to look down, her hands desperately trying to grip anything, "We need to find cover!" Chloe shouted through the winds's screams.

Emma coughed suddenly, nodding feebly and rising. The leaves swayed viciously, the branches snapping back and forth and threatening to break away minute. She struggled to get up, she puffed as her knee trembled almost freezing in place when she found that her body strength wouldn't help her last with the wind howling and already trying to push her into the lake.

"Ah!" Emma gasped as the water sprayed them. She blinked rapidly, desperately trying to clear her vision. She shook her head, her arms rising for protection, "I-I can't see!" she shouted. She spat out bits of water and strands of her hair that stuck to her cheeks. This was not normal, she could feel it that weather like this wouldn't change that easily. She felt panic rise in her chest.

She took a step back, her foot caving in as the ground was basically wet and made it difficult for her to trudge for cover.

There was a loud crackling and ripping noise, like a branch had broke free from the tree's hold. She barely had time to leap for cover when Chloe had screamed, "Watch out!" She whipped around, and instantly regretted it when the branch slammed against her. It was unbelievably large, and struck her right in the guts. She let out a choked cry of pain. The impact was hard, she had lost her footing and made her way into the lake.

The water had enveloped her and pulled her down. She struggled against its hold. She made a huge mistake of taking a large intake of water she mistook for oxygen. She whipped around in the water as her lung tried to expel the water from her lungs, she felt lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. Her arms stilled and black spots erupted in her vision.

One thing she regretted the most: The ability of not being capable to swim.

She closed her eyes and prayed for the best.

A miracle must have happened. She felt her body being tugged upwards, a firm grip around her waist. The water rushed past her, and finally she broke surface. She couldn't respond to someone crying out her name, her senses had numbed and she had felt paralyzed.

"Emma!" She choked, feeling the last of the water in her lungs leave her system. "Emma!" The water was unbelievably salty, well her taste buds were back. "Emma! Wake up!" So she did. Her eyelids flew open, revealing her widened brown eyes taking in her surroundings. Things were silent, the wind must have died down quickly than she thought, or at least she used to think. She shot up, the light blue sky, currently cloudless and the sun was out. The trees and shore were nowhere in sight, in fact, they were floating in the middle of an ocean.

Had she blacked out? The last thing she vividly remembered was falling into the lake because of a branch. Now she was stuck, in the middle of the ocean, with no trace of land with Chloe? She must have gone crazy, but then she looked at Chloe. In Chloe's eyes were a sense of recognition, Chloe knew where they were.

"I can't believe, I'm back." Chloe breathed grateful for her second and possibly last chance of redeeming herself. Emma stared at her incredulously, and thought about letting go.

"Have you hit your head? Or are you just delusional?" Emma laughed with no humor, "Where are we? And what is where?"

"Calm down, Emma." Chloe says, that dazzling smile still stuck on her face. "This is magical. Absolutely beautifully."

"Unless you can swim us back to shore, nothing about here is currently magical," Emma snapped and began spitting out the last bits of water, "May I repeat? Where in the world am I?" Chloe refused to grin at Emma's whining, it was really amusing to see someone who used to be so calm and collected, ranting her head off. Oh Edmund will have her head.

"Here's a tip, we fell into the water, the lake to be more specific. I think we're actually in the lake." Chloe tried her best to explain. Emma blinked, her eyebrows ceased in concentration.

"Okay, that's the most confusing and stupidest things I've ever heard." Emma commented. Chloe frowned, guilt seeping in her that all Alaura traits excluding clumsiness were gone.

"You wouldn't be saying that if you haven't almost died," Chloe giggled then frowned, "Come on. I think the inside you would love it here."

"Unless we find land and people, I don't think so." Emma said sarcastically. Emma soon followed with Chloe's frown, she was right, her words didn't seem like the things she would say. But she couldn't help it, she was tired of not knowing anything, and being transported into another world with absolutely no clue where they were made her insane.

"I would stop complaining," Chloe warned, "I really would."

"Why?"

"Because the ship we saw is heading our way and if we don't move right now, we'll be ran over." Chloe snapped finally losing impatience and began tugging Emma with her as she began stroking forward. Emma struggled to gain control of her legs, kicking harshly to increase their endurance. Emma glanced over her shoulder, finding the boat had come to a stop. She felt pain rise in her chest when people leaped overboard, probably for them.

Seeing that Chloe had noticed the same thing, they stopped, staring with worried eyes as they splashed forward.

Someone had surfaced right in front of her, causing both of them to let out a shriek of surprise. It was a man, a few years older than them. The front of his brown hair had been pulled back and secured, it revealed his matching brown eyes and along his jawline and upper lip was a grown, slightly scruffy beard and mustache. He had a gentle smile, silently telling them they weren't in trouble.

"W-Who are you?" Emma stuttered, her teeth chattering loudly when the cold water got the best of her. She began shivering involuntarily. Something flashed in the man's eyes as he began barking orders to the other man to bring Chloe back to the ship. Emma trained her eyes on Chloe, seeing her hesitate, her eyes flashing in confusion as she took in the man.

"Hello, my name is Caspian, King Caspian to be exact." Caspian had introduced, showing off his gleaming smile, "May I say, you look very much like my other human friend, Alaura Hunter?"

"Who's Alaura?" Emma asked. Caspian frowned, and she knew that wasn't what he wanted for a response.

"Never mind, let's get on board safely." Caspian quickly changed the subject, the frown never leaving his face. He had been so sure that Alaura was coming back, more specifically for Edmund. He began to swim forward, but when she quickly grasped onto his arm, he quickly turned around to shoot her a questioning look. She blushed.

"I can't really...umm...swim." Emma stated weakly, her cheeks turning bright red when he let out a loud laugh.

"Well then, hold on tight." With that, they reached the platform; that had dropped for them and mounted it. With a quick warning to hold on tightly, she did, almost throwing her off when they were hoisted up and on board. Emma dropped down to her knees, her aching limbs getting the best of her as she remained there.

"Thank goodness you're safe, Emma!" Chloe flew to her with a towel around her, and another towel in Chloe's free hand.

"Why wouldn't I be? A King brought me to safety." Emma remarked smartly, hissing through her clenched teeth as her body began to wrack viciously. Chloe pouted in sympathy, immediately throwing a warm and fluffy towel around her which in Emma's hand shot up to grasp and pulled tighter around her. They remained sitting, Emma accepting Chloe's warm rubs on her back and trying hard to ignore the crew's meaningful stares.

"More humans? My King?" one asked Caspian whom had just accepted a cup of water.

"Yes. They are all from where the Kings and Queens of Old are, but I fear, these are newcomers." Caspian explained, trying to blink out the image of Emma's fearful, wide eyes.

"The Kings and Queens of Old are already here?" Chloe accidentally blurted out, she realized too late as she cupped a hand over her mouth.

"May I refrain? There's only one newcomer, who are you, may I ask?" Caspian suddenly turned to her, his eyes had been narrowed in studying Chloe's appearance, "I do not remember you from history. But of course, I do not know you're name."

"You've been here before? Is that what you've been mumbling about when we were stranded in the middle of the ocean?" Emma began interrogating her, "You knew this would happen?"

Chloe brushed off all her questions, her eyes locking with Caspian's. "Of course you don't know my name. You never asked for it, My King," she snapped harshly, "Are you really a King? Or are you just an impostor like the White Witch?"

"The what in the who now?" Emma says in disbelief. Her mind was becoming boggled by the events that had just happened.

"So you have been here before. You might have accompanied the Kings and Queens of Old, am I correct?" Caspian had retorted with a wise tone. Chloe glared frostily at him. Emma gulped nervously for the sake and well-being of her friend, she would stand up with her right now, but her legs betrayed her and remained planted.

"You're very accurate with you're guesses, I might be more willingly to answer your questions but you haven't answered any of mine."

"Very well, I am King Caspian. You are currently on the finest ship in Narnia's navy," Caspian declared rather loudly, "These are my fellow Telmarines and Narnian crew mates."

Chloe had paled drastically, she let her eyelids close in defeat. This wasn't what she wanted.

"Might as well throw her off the ship, Caspian," a velvet voice laced with venom, spoke up "Her past and her isn't exactly welcomed at this point." Chloe snapped her eyes open in shock, her mind slowly blinked in recognition. She looked at the man whose heart she had broken, there was a pang of regret seeing at how handsome and mature he had grown up to be, it was too late for apologies now.

"It's nice to see you too, Edmund." Chloe's voice thickened as she urged herself not to break down.

A/N: That's the first chapter and I'm already sad. I really miss typing, 'Alaura' instead of 'Emma', it's really odd switching names and I had a smile on my face when Caspian said her name, that's the only time Alaura was mentioned. If you see, I'm trying to make Emma make a connection with Alaura, and I'm also trying to make Emma a little different in socializing terms but Emma still caught Alaura's clumsiness and older traits like academics, and being down-to-earth. It will explain in the next chapter why Caspian couldn't recognize her.

I decided to end the chapter here because they're already in Narnia and I wanted to save the suspense for when Edmund realizes that Alaura's 'not there', also when Edmund and Chloe finally meet. One of you asked if there's going to be something between Chloe and Edmund and I cannot respond to that question because I'm thinking if they should or not.

Also if you have a hard time imagining Emma's appearance, please look up, "Vanessa Hudgens blunt bangs" and that's the bangs that Emma has. Emma's hair color is fairly close to, Bella Thorne's recent hair color. And Emma's hairstyle is when Bella's hair is straight, and her bangs are pushed to the side - Alaura's appearance, exclude the bangs and insert the blunt bangs and there you go. If you still have a hard time imagining her hair color, check out "Shake It Up: Oh Brother It Up" and there you go, excluding the bangs because that was Alaura's old look.

I'm really sorry if this chapter sucked. I haven't written in about 3 or 4 weeks. But please, please, help me in writing down the dialog for The Voyage of the Dawn Treader because even though it's summer, I am quite busy with family and friends plans. Just message me the part of the movie, tell me what came before and after and any suggestions for Emma/Alaura/Edmund moments. You can watch the movie using 'megashare', just type in the movie and add in 'megashare' afterwards.

Can you do me another favor? See that POST REVIEW button? Can you click it?

- Bethany Katie Rose