I do not own any of the characters! The characters from the lion the witch and the wardrobe, or just Narnia in generel,were all made by C.S.Lewis! Irepeat I do not own them!...thank you! hope you will enjoy the story!

Fieldtrip

"Please keep up everyone" said Mrs. Davidson with her high- pitched voice that made Emma flinch.

Emma was a normal 17 year-old. She had brown hair and green/brown eyes. She lived with a parents and her sister in a small town. Even though she should be happy and grateful for everything she had but she still never felt like that was it! She had this strange feeling that there was something more, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Emma and the rest of her class and some of the older students were on a field trip to some museum in London. They had only been there 30 minutes and Emma was already starting to fall asleep, along with everyone else. The trip would have been interesting if it weren't for Mrs. Davidson. It was like she had some magic power to make even the most exciting and coolest thing into the most boring and dull thing.

Emma saw a bench and sat down she was so exhausted from standing up listening to Mrs. Davidson for so long. Nat, her best friend quickly joined her. "God this is dull" she said laying her shoulder upon Emma's pretending to be asleep, "You don't say so!" Emma said. She was slowing starting to close her eyes. Just when they were almost closed she saw this thin shadow standing in front of them. She looked up and saw Mrs. Davidson looking down on them with her well. Known tight face, "what do you think you are doing!" she asked tapping her foot "we are in one of the greatest museums in the world and you are falling asleep! Now get up and keep up with the rest of us...Now!" she almost screamed which made them both jump up from their seat.

"God she is bossy!" Nat said almost dragging herself. "She is the teacher from hell!" Emma said helping Nat.

They kept on walking for what seemed like hours, from one room to another; the old China, Greece, the Stone Age until they came to the middle age. This was like none of the other rooms. It was amazing. "WOW! I feel like I just stepped into a fairytale!" Nat exclaimed, looking around. The room was filled with beautiful swords and jewels like they had never seen before. The walked over to some mannequin dolls dressed in the most beautiful clothes. There were four of them. They were each wearing a crown, a cape and an amazing set of clothes. The two smallest ones were each wearing a silver crown, while the two taller ones were each a gold crown.

"Emma I think we should go now!" Nat said practically pulling Emma. "Yes we should, you just go ahead and I will be there in a sec." Emma said almost in a whisper, she was almost hypnotised by the clothing on these dolls. "Fine!... Whatever, but don't blame me if Mrs. Davidson freaks out on you for not keeping up with the rest of the group!" Nat said being quite irritated, as she got no response from Emma, she rolled her eyes on hurried out of the door to find the rest of the group.

Emma however still stood starring at the dolls. There was just something about the capes and the crowns that she could quite figure out.

The capes were each decorated with its own individual pattern on the border. The cape on the tallest one was red and had a pattern with a lion and a wolf standing on two legs facing each other as if they were ready to attack and in between each of them there was a crown, the same as the doll was wearing.

The second cape was quite different from the first one. It was purple and you could easily tell that it had belonged to a girl.

This cape was decorated with a pattern consisting of what looked like two quills that was drawing patterns, each pair with a heart in between them.

The third cape had also belonged to a boy like the first one. It was dark green, with a pattern of two horses prancing facing each other, a bit like the red cape, but with horses. And in between the pairs was what looked like a wand. The last cape had obviously belonged to a girl. It was blue like the night sky. The pattern consisted of something that looked like a pair of fauns playing an instrument that looked like a kind of flute she had never seen before.

When she was finally able take her eyes of the dolls she saw a sign next them. It said "These sets of clothes were found in an old trunk along with the crowns. Our specialists have originated to be from the medieval times, but what surprised us the most was the amazingly good state they are in considering their age. We haven't yet been able to tell where they originally come from.

Please do not touch!"

"Please do not touch! What a stupid thing to write" She said to herself out loud. "Rules have never stopped me!" she said and with that she quickly made sure no one was looking before she took the purple cape of the doll and put it on. "Wow it fits perfectly!" she said admiring her own reflection in the shiny shield standing on the floor leaning up against one of the dolls. She spun around once pretending she was a lady from the middle ages.

Suddenly everything started to get all blurry and spin around her.