This is ChocolatSugar. This is my first Chronicles of Narnia fanfiction! YAH! I STARTED A CON FANFIC! *jumps on a table and starts dancing crazily, everyone around looks at her funny, quickly jumps down embarrassed*

Umm anyway…I'm writing this from memory, if you have helpful information please help me out here. I'm looking up things on Google and I'm watching the movies so bear with me if anything is wrong.

Disclaimer: Chronicles of Narnia belongs fully to C.S. Lewis, but I do own my two OCs so I'm living the dream ;)

Sorry if this chapter is a little boring. You're meeting my OCs and their journey to Narnia so bear with me, it gets better.

Special Thanks to my Beta Misaki Kinomoto, who even though was busy with exams corrected my story thank you sooo much! I recommend to anyone to read her story The Rhode Knights. Enough of my A/N let the story begin!

CHAPTER ONE

THERE'S A LION IN THE LIBRARY

The sun was shining brightly over a small town in California. It was mid-November and for days the weather had been dreary and foggy, and the sun never came out.

Now, after five long days of gloom, the town was finally getting a break from weather. Most of the town was outside enjoying the sun while it was still out. However, while the rest of the town was outside – literally – having fun in the sun, two girls were inside the large downtown library, in the back most part near the Fantasy Section.

One of the girls was biting her lip thoughtfully looking down at a piece of paper in front of her while the other girl was running a hand through her long hair.

The girls were polar opposites of each other. They were both young, not yet eighteen, and went to the same high school. Besides that, they were as different from each other as night and day.

Leah Williams, the younger of the two, studied the piece of paper before her with great interest. She had sandy blonde hair, which fell to her shoulders in waves. She had hazel eyes, which showed so much emotion that it could almost be written on her face. Her skin had a warm, tone to it. (A/N : picture in profile.)

She was small about five-foot-four, making you think she couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds soaking wet. Leah had a strapless pale flora pink dress that went to mid thigh, and plain brown flip flops.

Charlotte or Charlie Martin stared around the room annoyed at the quiet, being not use to it at all, then ran a hand through her long hair again, it was thick, brown, waist length hair. Her light green eyes looked around the library for any sign of entertainment, almost sparkling with energy that she was keeping contained. She was tanned but only slightly. (A/N: Picture in profile)

She was petite, five-foot, yet she was very athletic from playing volleyball. She was wearing black shorts that had suspenders that dangled on her thighs and a V-neck white tee with black combat boot on her feet.

Both girls thought they were alone in the library, but unknown to them, on the floor above them was a large lion, looking down and smiling.

CHARLIE

I looked around bored, and then turned back to my best friend, Leah Williams.

Leah was sixteen, a sophomore in high school, while I was turning eighteen in three days and a senior in high school, both of us popular. I being the loud, pranky, honestly blunt, volleyball player; while Leah was more the quiet, sweet, kind hearted, school president.

In some ways we balanced the other out, I was always up-in-the-clouds and Leah kept me grounded.

After several minutes of silence I couldn't take it anymore, so I just started absently tapping my fingers on the table, showing my impatience.

"Charlie if you're bored, then go home." Leah said without looking up from her paper.

"To go home and listen to my parents yeah right." I responded with a casual flick of my wrist.

Leah looked at me, with pity – I hate pity, everyone expects me to break down crying. Well I won't.

"Charlie…" she began.

"Forget it." I said pushing back my chair, and I could feel her stare as turned away from her walked down the closest aisle.

She knew I wasn't telling her about everything but I didn't want her to worry. With what happened last year, she didn't need to be more stressed about me. Also some things in your life you can't tell your best friend.

I looked at the books around me, something to distract me. Most of the books in the aisle were books I had read before; House of Night, Twilight, and Dracula…

"My god, does every freaking book in this library have to be about vampires?" I murmured, as I scanned the shelf.

"I agree, your library is very much limited."

I nodded my head, "Yeah. So tru—" I cut my self off when I turned and saw a lion about ten feet away from me, and I think it was smiling at me.

I've never seen a lion before, expect on TV, and those lions paled in comparison to this lion. Like I said he was large lion yet, the air about him was powerful yet gentle. He seemed to shine, like the sun, with golden-brown weaving in and out in large mane.

"Uh…" was the only thing that would come out of my mouth it felt like I was struck dumb by the situation.

"Child, would you mind getting lovely Leah?" He asked.

I nodded then over my shoulder I yelled, "LEAH, get over here you've got to see this!"

"What?" She responded back, she sounded annoyed.

"Just come here."I looked back at Mr. Lion.

"FINE!" I could hear the scrape off her chair as she began to walk toward Mr. Lion and me, still talking.

"I come to the effing library to do some work and every time, every time I come here I never get any work done! I wonder why?"

As she walked up behind me, she tapped me on the shoulder, but I never turned my eyes from the lion. "Do you see the lion?" I whispered.

I didn't have to look to know she was staring opened mouth at the lion, and then she whispered softly back, "Yeah."

"Okay, good cause if I was going crazy then you better be too, you hang out with me too much."

Mr. Lion chuckled, "You girls aren't going crazy. Though you may believe you are. My name is Aslan, and I would like to take you away from this world to another place faraway."

"Where?" Leah asked stepping forward so we were now side by side, which was a little cramped in the little aisle.

"Narnia." Once he said it I felt almost like it was getting warmer, the feeling when you're returning home after a long time away. I looked at Leah; the look on her face seemed to mirror my own reaction.

"Narnia?" Leah said then bit her lip.

"Yes. It will be a tough journey. However the ending result will be worth it. Will you accept my request?" His eyes moved in between both of us.

I didn't know what gave me the courage to say what I said next but, I did.

"I'll go."

Leah looked at me in shock, and then several emotions crossed her face: compassion, understanding, finally determination.

"If she's going, I'm in to. We're a package deal, remember." She smiled at me.

I smiled right back, and looking at Aslan, "I think that's a yes."

Aslan chuckled again, "Good, grab anything you would like to take with you, and come back and we will be on our way."

We both nodded toward the great lion, and turned back down the aisle, back to the table. I grabbed my splatter paint backpack, while Leah grabbed her shoulder bag, and then quickly running back toward Aslan.

The lion hadn't moved from the spot. He smiled and nodded his head and began to walk toward the door at the end of the aisle. Leah and I looked at each other, smiled then followed after him.

I could barely hid my excitement, as I was about to enter a world beyond my imagination.

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