A/N- I don't own anything related to the Chronicles of Narnia! I only own my character ( Darby)!
Steam met Darby Harrison's pale skin as she stepped into the warm shower. Today had been a long day and this shower was helping ease away all the tension. First off, she was failing calculus. It wasn't that she was a bad student, well maybe it was. She shouldn't have been staring at the back of Chris Thompson's head. Speaking of Chris, her boyfriend, that leads me to the second bad thing that had happened to her today. Chris told her that they "needed to see other people" and we all know what that means. While she was pouring her heart out to her best friend about the break up, she saw Chris. With the ugly girl from her Literature class. That's the reason for possibly the worse thing to happen to Darby today. She was fired from her part-time job because while she was crying into her best friends shoulder she completely forgot that she had to be at work. She tried to explain that to her manager, but her told her that she had been late too many times and he wasn't going to put up with it anymore. So here she was, boyfriend-less, job-less, and failing.
She turned off the shower and wrapped a fluffy, pink towel around her slim body and stepped out of the shower. She washed all the make up off of her face and combed through her wet, midnight hair. Her hair was one quality that she particularly liked about herself. It set her apart from the sea of blondes. When she was done, she opened the door that connected her room and the bathroom she shared with her little sister, but instead of her red bedroom with the canopy bed, she found a forest! Okay, Darby thought, if this is a joke, this is NOT funny. Definitely not funny. Slowly, she walked out among the trees and looked around her. This was not her room!
The sound of galloping horses met Darby's ears, but as she turned around she found that the door to her bathroom was not there anymore! The horses were getting nearer and there was no where Darby could go. Aha!, Darby thought, as she noticed a big tree she could hide behind. She fled towards the tree but what she didn't notice was that there was a huge root sticking up out of the ground, and as you could guess, Darby landed with an "oof!" on the forest floor.
"Stay still!" a voice commanded her. She would've looked to see who it was, but her little trip left her lying face first on the ground. She heard the sound of feet walking towards her and was trying to mentally prepare herself for what was coming next.
"Get up," a second voice commanded with no emotion showing in the man's voice. It was obviously two men with British accents. Cool, maybe I'm in England. Yea, maybe I was teleported to a English countryside forest, and yes, pigs do fly, Darby joked as she pushed herself off the dirt. When she saw who her captors were, she wished she had stayed laying down on the forest floor and just let them kill her. They were two extremely handsome men! But what were they wearing? It looked like they were in some kind of medieval costume. It was just then that she realized that she was only wearing a fluffy, pink towel. Great, she thought, here I am in the middle of a forest wrapped in a fluffy pink towel surrounded by two good looking guys and to make matters worse, I have no earthly idea where I am.
For a moment, the two men just looked at Darby like she was a lunatic and the exchanged a glance between each other that made her feel quite uncomfortable. She just kind of stood there, holding onto the fluffy, pink towel just to make sure it didn't fall down and embarrass her to death. She was hoping that this staring contest wasn't going to last much longer because she did have a lot of questions to be answered. Fortunately for her, she didn't have to wait very long.
"Who are you?" one of the good looking men asked her suspiciously. Oh, did she have a bad feeling about this.
"Uh, my name is Darby Harrison, but first of all, where am I and who are you?" Darby replied while the two men looked at each other knowingly.
"We had a feeling that you weren't from around here," the second one spoke up.
"You are in Narnia."
"Where?" Darby asked with a very puzzled look on her face. She had never heard of Narnia before. Maybe it was a place in the English countryside.
"Narnia," the second one repeated again.
"Where?" She was still confused. " Is that in the English countryside?"
The two handsome men looked at each other and laughed. Darby felt like she said something extremely stupid. Well, she did. Apparently the two men thought that what she said was hilarious, but she was still confused. Narnia must not have been in the English countryside, but where was it?
"What? I don't get what is so funny?" Darby cried out. Both of the men turned to look at her. Their faces were red from laughter and they were grinning.
" It's a long story, Milady," the second one stated to her., "but you are no longer in that world anymore."
"Oh my god! Did I die? Am I in Heaven? Or am I in Hell?" Darby freaked out, and again the two men started laughing again.
"Calm down, Milady!" the first one said after he and his friend started laughing. "It happened to us, too. I'm Edmund by the way and this is my brother Peter."
"So this is…uh, normal?" She asked while fiddling with the fluffy, pink towel.
" Well, besides Peter, you, our two sisters, and me, this has never happened before." Edmund replied.
" Will I ever get back?" Darby's eyes widened at the thought of never seeing her family or friends again. She'd even pay to see that slut that - never mind. She didn't miss people that much.
" More than likely, " Edmund stated, "but you'll never know."
"Milady, if you don't mind me asking, why are you wearing a towel?" Peter asked and Darby just blushed.
"Toto, we're definitely not in Kansas anymore," She muttered to herself as Peter and Edmund offered to take her back to their home to meet their sisters, Lucy and Susan. She knew this was going to be a new experience!
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