Disclaimer: NARNIA!!! why must you evade my ownership???
hey! this is my first narnia fanfic, and it's pretty much random, motivated by a sugar rush and a love for both the series and the movies! so yup, this is what happens when a teenage girl is too obsessive over a series of books and has just enough time on her hands to write a fanfic! so r&r please!
almost forgot... here's the summary: Kacey Brinkley has always been, and probably always will be, an over-imaginative Narnia geek and an Edmund Pevensie fangirl... which kind of makes her a loser. But when she, her best friend, her crush, and her self-proclaimed mortal enemy find themselves in the world of Narnia in the famed Golden Age, well, things start going her way... or are they? Oh yes, she will find love and the true breathtaking beauty of Narnia, but will it all crumble to pieces when something wicked this way comes? The results of this author's hyper-active imagination? Fluffiness, extreme awesomeness, hilarity, drama, and hopefully a great fanfic. I will say this once and probably again: non-Mary Sue. Although it is Edmund/OC... Rated T for overly-flirtatious suitors, evil teenage girls, and Edmund's boyish attitude!
oh yes, and this is the revised version (due to my perfectionism), so anyone who read this before, things might look a bit different =).... fine... A LOT different....
"You think there's any way we could get back? I left my new torch in Narnia!" Kacey recited the last line in perfect unison with the movie. She knew every line by heart, and seeing as she had watched Prince Caspian, oh, about 20 times already ever since she got the DVD for her 14th birthday last week, this wasn't at all alarming. Oh yes, this girl was a Narnia geek, and she was proud of it.
Though, this did present a bit of a problem, as she was so worked up about the movie that she couldn't seem to fall asleep. Especially when you add in the fact that she had just downed 7 gallons of cola.
So instead, Kacey lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling of her room, which was decorated with glow-in-the-dark stars that she had plastered up there when she was a 5-year-old, thinking about her favorite subject- Narnia, of all things! This was a favorite past-time of hers- she loved imagining Narnia was a real place that she could go to, where she could meet all of its inhabitants. She smiled as she imagined that it would be wondrous to meet all of the Pevensies, and (though she wouldn't be the one to admit it) grinned even wider when she thought of meeting Edmund in particular. She would become wonderful friends with the dryads and the nyads and the fauns, and perhaps, she would even meet Aslan! Though her mother might have a fit if she decided to move there, perhaps she could go to Narnia for vacation... and what a vacation that would be!
And as she was imagining all of these things, it was at that precise time that one of the stars above her decided to squelch her scheming by plopping down and hitting her on the nose. Rubbing her nose, Kacey decided that her ceiling needed a change of decoration, and she must take those stars down tomorrow after school. And with that, she promptly fell asleep, dreaming of Cair Paravel and lush forests and fields and of other things we shan't dabble too much into, because the mind of a hyperactive Narnia fangirl is a very scary place to be sometimes.
Waking up the next day, Kacey was very reluctant to get up from bed. She would have preferred to stay under the nice, warm sheets, turn on the DVD player, and watch Prince Caspian again. However, those dreams were shattered as a loud, irritating beeping prompted her to rise from under the sheets in a way much like a zombie would rise from its grave. After trudging as slow as she could through her morning routine, she somehow (she doesn't quite remember how- maybe they invented some kind of fast-forwarding device?) ended up banging her head against her locker at school, trying to pry it open. Unsuccessfully.
"Well, someone's looking awfully chipper this morning!" sounded her best friend, Dani's sarcastic voice from behind her.
"Too much soda," Kacey looked up at her with tired eyes, pointed to her locker, and said, "Open... please."
As Dani got busy entering Kacey's combination in the lock, Janice, the third part of their trio, walked up and greeted the other two. "Morning. Hey, Kace, what's wrong with you?" she asked, noticing her sluggish demeanor.
"She's having a sugar hangover," called Dani, twisting the lock one more time and opening Kacey's locker with ease, "You're welcome."
Kacey mumbled a 'thank you' before getting her things. Together, the three of them walked to homeroom and took their seats.
Taking her seat next to a boy named Brian, Kacey immediately brightened up, and her face turned the faintest pink. If you add that reaction with the fact that Kacey is a boy-crazed teenage girl, you can probably deduce that she has taken a particular liking to said boy. To say it more simply, she has a crush on him.
This means that whenever she would say something like, "Morning, Brian" or "Forgot to do your French homework... again?", and he would look up, smile, and respond, Kacey would turn obnoxiously red. After a bit of small talk, Kacey would turn and talk to Janice, who sat behind her. This cycle has been going on every morning for the past 4 months, and Kacey had come to expect it. She also had come to expect that in three, two, one...
"Hey Brian," a flirtatious voice said, right on cue. Kacey rolled her eyes as Rachel Young (who she preferred to refer to as 'The Evil One') walked by, slapped her hands on Brian's desk in a dramatic fashion, and began her daily flirting session.
Janice made a face at Rachel's back, which like every part of her, radiated waves of evil-ness, as Kacey said, "I think my gag reflex is acting up," in a low tone, making sure that the words did not reach Rachel's ears. If they did, who knows what would happen?
If it wasn't apparent enough, Kacey was not, by all means, popular. Quite the contrary was the truth. On the school social ladder, Kacey and her friends were on the lower rungs, wedged between the skaters and the video game addicts. They were the braniacs. She thought that it described her rather well, as she was academically motivated, terrible at sports, and she did love books in a way that most tween girls loved the Jonas Brothers (ack!). And Kacey did not at all mind her position. She had loyal friends and a decent social life, and that's all that mattered to her (in the social aspect of things). She refused to sink to the level of sameness, where individuality was not at all recognized, and every girl was a mindless, gossiping, fad-obsessed clone, with their queen being Rachel (such was fitting). That would not be Kacey-ish at all. However, her reputation did have its drawbacks.
Such as the fact that you could not, unless you wanted to commit suicide, tell Rachel what you really thought, which in Kacey's case happened to mention the queen bee getting sucked into a black hole which transported her to a parallel world where there was just enough oxygen to survive for a few agonizing hours, though she would have probably already disappeared between the jaws of some terrifying creature that lived there. Yes, Kacey had spent many wasted hours dreaming of schemes such as these. Of course, she did not want to die a slow and painful death herself, so she settled for glaring viciously at the back of Rachel's head, which was covered in perfect chocolate brown curls, until she finally walked back to her own desk, restoring peace and happiness back to Kacey's little corner of the classroom.
For the rest of the period, as the class was learning about the surface area of 3-dimensional irregular figures (a subject that most everyone in the 8th grade stayed away from), Kacey stared at a poster of several smiley-faced numerals dancing around an equally cheery calculator, contemplating what people's names would be if the world decided to make things a bit more interesting and started to talk backwards.
Shortly after getting 'Yelsom Mailliw', Kacey realized that class was over, and nearly everyone was gone, except for a frustrated-looking Brian, who was waving a frantic hand in front of her face.
"Hey! Class is over! Kacey!" he was screaming into her ear. He had a look on his face as if questioning her sanity, which was something that Kacey was used to by now. Still, she blushed before packing up her things and hurrying to science class after him.
Walking into class, Kacey slammed her books onto her desk, a little too loudly to be considered out of tiredness. She half whispered, half yelled (she wondered how that worked out) at Dani and Janice, "I am forever in your debt for telling me that class is over!"
"Well, we wouldn't have to do that if you actually paid any attention," Janice retorted.
Kacey opened her mouth to object, but instead Mrs. McMullen's voice interrupted them, "Excuse me, ladies. Do you have a problem with your seat?"
Kacey's face reddened, and she sunk so low into her chair that her bottom would have had a nice encounter with the floor if she had gone any further.
She looked around at her classmates as Mrs. McMullen started to drone out instructions for an experiment the class was supposed to do. Apparently, the class had no interest in doing said experiment- Janice busied herself by fixing her hair in her compact mirror, a boy named Allen next to her was drawing a large pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms on his data sheet, obviously wondering when lunch would finally come, and Sean, the boy next to Allen, was wearing an ear flap hat with two very suspicious wires, presumably belonging to a set of MP3 headphones, sticking out of them, his head bobbing along to a silent tune.
Kacey assumed that it would be safe enough to slip away from Mrs. McMullen's lecture and resume her favorite past-time, as mentioned before. Closing her eyes, the image of Narnia came almost automatically, as if it had been waiting on her to slip away from the real world once again and recede into that quiet little place in her head. There was Cair Paravel, glimmering in the distance, next to an equally illuminating sea. In the air mingled the sound of water trickling slowly over a stream and a sleepy Narnian tune played on flute. A gentle breeze was floating through the forest, rustling the leaves and grasses. If she didn't know better, Kacey would have thought that she actually felt that breeze.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted with Janice's sudden outburst. "Hey! Can someone please close the window? Some people are trying to fix their hair over here!"
This, of course, would have been a perfectly normal thing to hear, since Janice did worry about her hair quite a lot, and the windows were always open during a warm spring day such as this one, with the air conditioner stubbornly refusing to cooperate. However, as Kacey turned to look at the windows they were all, oddly, tightly shut. Everyone's eyes wandered over to the air conditioner, wondering if some kind of miracle had happened, and it had magically started to operate again. It had not.
A sea of baffled faces could be seen throughout the room, all speculating what was that odd breeze that was now blowing throughout the room. Just when the class had started to wonder whether they were all just imagining it (you never know, with the power of suggestion), or if someone had just cut a really big one, Kacey saw a strange sight on the chalk board.
There, smack in the middle of board, it looked as though someone had drawn a very vivid and believable drawing of a field filled with tall grasses and wild flowers, a small stream cutting through the middle and disappearing into a leafy forest on the far side of the picture. It might have been a trick of the eye, but was the water moving? And the leaves on the trees? Kacey took a closer look. Oh, no. They were definitely moving. Apparently, this was the source of the mysterious breeze.
Kacey, cocking her head to the side, opened her mouth and started speaking incoherent gibberish. "I-I-I... Wait... What? I-I-I... B-but- what? P-p-picture! Water- m-m-moving... And I- and- and- and.... Narnia!
By this time, everyone had turned to look at the commotion unfolding at the front of the room. Looking at the moving drawing on the board, about 2 dozen jaws dropped so quickly to the floor that one would have thought that they were made of lead. Every pair of eyes was plastered to the sight, mixtures of surprise, disbelief, and awe gleaming in them. No one dared to move, even take in the shallowest intake of breath- everyone apart from Dani, who was slowly making her way to the board, reaching to touch the surface of the drawing.
When her eager fingers reached the drawing, they were not met by the cold hard surface of a board, but instead, a liquid-feeling sensation. Her soft touch disrupted the surface and caused a ripple of small waves to erupt along the surface.
As Dani withdrew her hand, her simple reaction was summed up in one word. "Cool."
Kacey broke into a grin as she stepped forward and poked the picture with one finger. More ripples. A few moments later, the pair soon found that they could insert an entire arm into the magical picture, which, by now, they had designated as a portal. To Narnia, they assumed.
"Hey, you don't suppose we can fit through it, could we?" Dani asked, a smile playing on her lips.
"Only one way to find out!" Kacey replied, hoisting herself up on the ledge. She paused, as if remembering something. "Hey, Mrs. McMullen. You don't mind if we were to take a little break, would you?" She looked back at the gawping teacher. She did not reply, and Kacey took this as her having no objection to the idea. She jumped down and turned to Janice and looked at her with hopeful eyes. "You coming too, Janice?"
"I... I don't think so..." Janice said slowly.
Dani practically jumped on her, "Oh, come on! Where's your sense of adventure???"
Janice looked at her incredulously, "Dani, have you had any coffee this morning?"
"Yes, but just one cup! And that's beside the point. Why don't you come? Come on... It'll be funerific!"
"I don't want to!" was Janice's stubborn reply, and before Kacey or Dani could object, she pulled out her nail file and started furiously filing her nails, refusing to speak. Dani and Kacey poked her a few dozen times whining, "come on!", but Janice was using nail care as a shield against them. They eventually gave up and walked to the board in defeat.
"I don't suppose anyone else would want to come?"
For a moment, they were met by fearful eyes and silence, so the girls turned around to the portal, and Dani clambered up on the ledge.
"Wait!" a voice objected. Stepping out toward them was none other than Brian.
Dani raised an eyebrow at him. "Hmm?"
"Uhh... W-Well, you don't exactly know what's on the other side of that... portal... do you?" he said. In fact, Kacey was very knowledgeable of what would be there (as you know, she was quite an avid fan of the books and movies), and she did have a pretty good idea of she was getting into. However, for the sake of Brian's dignity, she remained silent. "What if there's something dangerous there, a-and you get into trouble? So I was thinking that I could..."
His voice trailed off and he didn't finish his sentence, but Dani bluntly finished for him. "So, you were thinking that you could be our body guard." At this Brian nodded meekly. "Very heroic of you, but I think me and Kace can take care of ourselves." He still looked dismayed at this, and Dani finally sighed. She knew that having Brian there would completely distract Kacey, but he just looked so disappointed! "But, I guess you're welcome to go with us."
Brian smiled slightly, but they were interrupted with yet another voice. The whole room was really growing impatient at this point.
"Hey! I'm coming too!" announced Rachel's voice with such confidence and sureness that anyone with a sane mind would not have questioned her. Unfortunately, Dani was not quite right in the head (I say this only in the most polite way possible).
She furrowed her eyebrows at Rachel and told her simply, "No."
"Oh yes I am!" Rachel looped her arm around Brian's elbow, as if to reinforce the idea that he was not going anywhere without her. Brian shifted uncomfortably in her talon-like grip. That $50 manicure is sure to be painful when it's digging into your arm and all that.
As Dani started to stare her down, Kacey gave her a look that said, 'just let her go'. Dani sighed with defeat and disappeared through the portal, soon followed by Brian. Rachel gave Kacey a malicious grin before vanishing into the picture as well. Finally, with a sigh, Kacey climbed through too, deciding that it was best not to argue with Rachel if she wanted to go so badly.
Besides, if she was lucky, Rachel might get eaten by a minotaur.
phew! well that was a long chapter! okay, so i hope you liked the new revised version better! please, please review! i practically live on them! i'll get the new chapter 2 up soon!
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