Alright, this chapter is going to start first in Willa's Point of View when she woke up, and then it will move to Elli's Point of View whenever she woke up. I'm doing this because they're going to have two totally different adventures….for the first part of the book, anyways.
Willa's P.O.V.
And then there was silence. And it was cold out here, too. I couldn't see anything. Am I dead? I felt my face getting squashed, and I realized I was lying on my stomach with my face in the dirt. I sat up and dusted myself off. I heard a lot of bugs and I realized that I wasn't home anymore. Home didn't have a place like this, and it wasn't night at home.
I'm on the edge of the woods, and there's a huge field. It's a clear, dark night, and the stars are twinkling. There's a large planet moving faster than most planets. It blocks out the moon for a moment; there's darkness, and then it reveals the moon again.
Then, all of a sudden, I see fireworks. They're booming really loud, and I don't know why the heck anyone would be shooting fireworks here, in the middle of nowhere. Then I heard the galloping of horses. Gosh, all this seems so random.
I see a guy on a horse, coming towards the woods. He's going pretty fast. Hmmm, I wonder if he's cute? Then I mentally slapped myself. "Willa, you would think that." Then I see there's some people chasing him. Like, a dozen horsemen are heading straight towards me. GAAAHHH! THEY HAVE SWORDS!
The guy (I'm just gonna call him 'Guy' now) sees me and slows down, but he looks like he's in a hurry. Ah-ah-ah- HE IS HOT! In a weird foreign kind of way.
"What are you doing in the middle of the woods?" he asks in a British-Spanish accent.
"I-I really don't know," I said. He looked behind his shoulder at the angry mob getting closer.
"Get on," Guy said, holding out his hand.
"Yeah, right, you creep," I said, backing away. "As if I would."
"No, seriously." Guy looked back over his shoulder again, clearly impatient. "If they see you they'll kill you. They're out for blood. And I cannot leave a young damsel in distress."
"Don't pull that line with me! Slow down, cowboy!" I said.
"Okay. If you aren't going to come, I'm going to drag you with me." Guy grabbed onto my arm.
"GGGAAAHHH!" I yelled. "Fine, fine, I'll get on, just don't touch me, creep!" I mounted the horse, and he galloped away. "Wow. This—this is really awkward," I shouted over the noise.
I looked behind my shoulder and saw the mob stop when they got to the edge of the woods, and then keep galloping into the woods after having a pep talk from an old guy.
"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah," my scream goes as we gallop over some rocks. And then we go through a river. "ARE YOU SURE THIS IS SAFE?" I scream.
"WOULD YOU BE QUIET FOR JUST ONE MOMENT?" Guy yells, clearly irritated by me.
"HEY, LOOK, ANOTHER FOREST!" I yell. We enter it, and I see there are a lot of tiny twigs in front of us. I duck behind Guy (luckily Guy is muscley and huge) so that he got hit in the face with a lot of them. Good. I hope it hurt.
And then I see this huge tree trunk over our path. It's about the height of where Guy's head is, and I laugh evilly to myself as I duck and don't warn him. And then….
BAM! K.O.! Haha he didn't really get knocked out. I wish. He just falls off the horse all pitifully. And then I realize that I'm on a racing horse. I have no idea how to control a horse.
"WHOA, HORSEY!" I yell. That didn't work. I close my eyes and take a huge leap off of him. And, of course, what with my luck, I landed right in the middle of a huge puddle.
"PPFFFTTT!" I spit water out of my mouth. I was now soaking wet. I crossed my arms and stomped out of the puddle, just in time to see Guy just lying there in the middle of the woods. I stomp over and look down at him. "What now, sir. WHAT NOW."
And then I see movement out of the corner of my eye. There's a badger and a really short guy looking at us weirdly. They had emerged from a little cabin. Wow. I need to get that short guy's autograph.
The short guy said to the badger, "They've seen us." He pulled a sword out of nowhere and ran at us with it.
"AAAAAHHH!" I yell and back up. "no, no, no, I'm too young to die!" I look down to see if Guy is hyperventilating like I am, and see that he's looking like somebody who had too much caffeine from the dwarf to a horn that just randomly appeared on the ground out of nowhere. Oh, gosh, no, Guy, don't go crazy on me now!
The dwarf sees the mob coming closer and spins his little sword around and runs off towards them. Yeah, right. Like he stands a chance against those guys. "Take care of them," he says to a badger and another dwarf that just emerged from the little house. What is this, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?
Dwarf #2 runs towards us, brandishing his own little mini sword. Me and Guy scream "NOOOOO!" Guy picked up the horn and blew it. Yeah, Guy must really be drunk or something. Like blowing a horn would help anything. But apparently the dwarf thought it was going to help, because next thing I know, he's yelling "NOOOO!" too. He hits Guy over the head, and this time he really does get knocked out.
Then he comes at me with his mini weapon.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" I scream, putting up my arms to shield me. "NO NO NO NO NO TAKE HIM, TAKE HIM! I DON'T EVEN KNOW THIS GUY!"
"Likely story," he says in a Scottish accent.
The badger behind him speaks in my defense. "She's a lady, Nikabrik." What? Nick a Brick? "She deserves to be treated with respect." Then, to me, he says, "Come on in."
"OKAY!" I say, getting ready to skip to the cottage.
"Wait!" Nick A Brick says. "AFTER you drag this scum in." He kicks Guy in the head.
"Awww….do I have to?" I ask gloomily. "I don't even know the kid!"
All I receive in reply is a look of hate from Nikabrik.
I sigh. "Fine, fine. Come in, Guy." I grab him by the cape. "Oooh, he's like Batman," I laugh. "Who wears capes anymore?" I started dragging him. Gosh, was he heavy! "My gosh, Guy, lay off the potato chips! I don't even think you can fit through this door!" I finally get him to the doorframe. "I think you need to be airlifted, Guy. BEEP BEEP BEEP! HERE COMES THE TOWTRUCK!" I drag him through the doorframe. Well, not all the way through.
I shout in victory, "I got hi—" Bump. Guy hit his head on the doorframe really hard. "Ouch, that's gonna make a mark. Okay, NOW I've got him!" I drag him all the way through and into the middle of the living room.
And I look up to see Lily sitting in one of the chairs.
Elli's P.O.V.
I was still screaming when I felt sand. Sand? We were in the middle of the woods, for goodness sakes. I had the gritty stuff between my teeth. I hoisted myself up and saw darkness. I was inside a cave.
"Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," I murmured.
"Ya think?" came a reply.
"GAH!" I screamed and jumped. I whirled around to see Justin. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
"What are you doing here?"
"I have no earthly idea; let's go see where the heck we are." I led the way, stumbling over rocks. We finally found the exit, where a bright blue sky greeted us with perfect-weather clouds. I heard people screaming and lots of laughter. Laughter? Where ARE we? Since when does laughter happen at soccer practice?
Then I saw that we were on a beach. A beach with a few cliffs high above us, green trees in the distance, and clear blue water as far as you could see. It was literally a dream beach. The next thing I noticed was that the screams and laughter were coming from the water. There were four kids out there, two boys and two girls.
The oldest boy looked pretty awesomesauce, if I do say so myself. He was wearing gray pants rolled up to his knees, a white long-sleeved shirt, and blond hair.
The oldest girl was younger than him, with a red cardigan on over a white ruffled shirt and a gray pencil skirt. She had long, straight, brown hair.
The youngest boy had a white long-sleeved shirt on, just like the other boy, and a blue sweater vest on over that. He had gray pants on, rolled up to his knees. He had messy black hair.
The youngest girl had on a gray dress and a white long-sleeved shirt under that with her brown hair in two braids.
What were they doing out there without their swimsuits on? I glanced at Justin, who was drooling over the girls.
"Come on, Justine," I said, pulling him by his ear to the water. "Stop gawking."
The oldest girl was the first to notice us, and trotted to the shore very proper-like. "Are you Narnians?"
"Narn what?" I asked.
"Never mind," she said. She called to the others. "Come here! It seems they've been pulled by magic just like us!"
"Magic?"
"Baby, I didn't believe in magic….until I saw you," Justin said, dreamily gazing up at the girl.
"Ugh…." The girl wrinkled her nose.
"Shut up, Justine, you don't have a chance." I felt the urge to slap him. Everyone came to the shore to meet us.
"Hello," the youngest girl said, reaching us first and holding her hand out to us in greeting. I shook it, and so did Justin, only he held on a lot longer than he needed to. "I'm Lucy. This is Susan—" she motioned to the older girl—"This is Edmund—" she motioned to the younger boy—"and this is Peter." She finally pointed to the cuter oldest guy.
"Pleased to meet you," they all said in British accents.
"And who are you?" Peter asked. I broke into song.
"Somebody tell him who the heck I is I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up." They all looked at me strangely. I cleared my throat. "Ahem. I mean, I'm Elli, and this is Justine."
"MY NAME IS JUSTIN!" Justin yelled very whinily.
"Anyways, we have no idea where we are or how we got here."
Edmund scratched his head. "Well, we think that we're in Narnia, but we're not sure. Have you been to Narnia before?"
"No. I haven't, actually. What is Narnia?"
Lucy broke in. "Oh, Narnia is wonderful! There's a lion there—his name is Aslan, and he made all of the animals and the forests. He's like God and Jesus, only in this world. There's dryads and talking animals and centaurs and giants and fauns….it's fantastic. And we were the kings and queens of it!"
I sat in silence for a moment. Oh my gosh, I think this kid is drunk.
"Hush, Lu. I'm not so sure that this is Narnia," Peter said.
I spoke to Peter this time. I was having so much fun rapping Super Bass, I decided to just keep going with the lyrics. "I said, excuse me, you're a heck of a guy, I mean, my, my, my, you're like pelican fly, I mean, you're so shy, and I'm loving your tie—" Peter looked confusedly at the tie he held in his hand—"you're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh!"
"…Thank you?" Peter said, his eyebrows raised. I took the opportunity to use a similar line on Edmund.
"Excuse me, you're a heck of a guy, you know I really got a thing for British guys, I mean, sigh, sickening eyes! I can tell you're in touch with your feminine side, oh!"
"Excuse me!" Edmund stood up taller and puffed his chest out.
"Sorry," I laughed. "I just HAD to do that."
"Come on," Susan said. "Let's go look around."
"I'LL JOIN YOU!" Justin practically screamed.
"Alright….at least I don't get the weird one," Susan muttered under her breath as she walked away with Justin at her heels.
"Hey! I heard that!" I yelled to her.
Edmund shrugged. "Might as well keep looking." He and Peter walked off and started looking. And then there were two.
"Hey, come on!" Lucy smiled up at me. "You can come look with me!"
"Thanks," I said. "I bet everyone else thinks I'm a weirdo." We started off, looking around the ruins of a building.
Lucy picked two apples and held one out to me.
"YUM! I'm starved!" I exclaimed. Lucy giggled.
We walked up some stairs into the ruins of where inside the building must have been. Lucy looked over the edge at the clear blue ocean. I looked with her, though I rarely liked looking at nature. There were a lot of rocky islands in the middle of the ocean.
"Wonder who lived here," Lucy said to Susan, who was walking behind us. Justin, who was behind her, had taken off his shoes earlier and screamed and clutched his foot and fell to the ground. Susan, ignoring him, picked up what he had stepped on.
"Get, up, you baby," I said to Justin. What Susan was holding was a gold chess piece.
"I think we lived here, Lucy," Susan said.
"Na na na na na na na, AMNESIA!" I sang.
Everybody gathered around Susan and stared at the chess piece with their faces two inches from it like it was a miraculous thing. Justin was still on the floor, but when he noticed nobody was expressing any sympathy towards him, he got up and joined the circle.
"Hey, that's mine," Edmund said. "From my chess set."
"Which chess set?" Peter asked.
"Duh, the gold one, Pete," I said.
"Naw," Susan said sarcastically.
"I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?" Edmund said, answering Peter's question and examining the chess piece.
"It can't be," Lucy whispered and ran off to who knows where.
"Wait! Lucy!" I called. "You're my only friend! DON'T LEEEAAAVVVEEE!"
Everybody followed her to a part of the ruins. "Don't you see?" Lucy asked, grasping Peter's hand.
"What?"
Lucy set them all up in a line and said stuff like "Imagine walls", "columns there", and "a glass roof".
"Lucy, I do believe you are going off the deep end," I said.
"I don't think you are, Lucy," Justin said admiringly.
They ignored us until Peter muttered, "Cair Paravel." They all seemed to think that this meant something and stared at nothing in amazement.
"Am I missing something?" I asked.
"Cair Paravel was the castle that we lived at," Edmund explained. "But now, I guess, it's all reduced to ruin."
"Bravo, bravo," I clapped. "Congrats, all!"
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