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I do not own the Chronicles of Narnia nor do I own the characters that are introduced in the Chronicles of Narnia series. I only own my OC Mari and any other characters that sound unfamiliar in the story.

"Just put 10 milliliters of sulphuric acid in the boiling tube with substance B and heat it gently," my lab partner Shania muttered, motioning to me to do as she said.

I picked up a boiling tube from the rack that we had managed to grab before the hoard of teenage girls in my class even got to the Chemistry lab. I carefully placed a spatula of substance B in the tube and poured in the acid that Shania had measured beforehand. I swirled the tube absentmindedly as my mind went to other places. Chemistry was by far one of my favourite subjects and lab days were the best days of my school week. Having the ability to separate chemicals and create other chemicals excited and relaxed me. Performing labs put me in an almost hypnotic trance where I didn't notice what I was doing…and that tended to get me in trouble.

It was known around Northwest Girls' High School that I, Mari Johnson was the cause of every lab accident that happened in the school. It was never intentional, but my mind wandered and caused me to daydream about knights in shining armor saving the damsel in distress (I was always the damsel, but I didn't mind it). My daydreams were far more entertaining than my normal life and I wished that wasn't the case. I yearned for something or someone to take me away from my boring life. I felt hands push me lightly, knocking me out of my thoughts. "Oh, for heavens' sake Mari! Focus!" Shania scolded.

I jumped. How long was I out? I grinned sheepishly as I stopped swirling the boiling tube, "Sorry…what do we have to do now?"

Huffing in frustration, Shania handed me a pair of forceps, "Heat the boiling tube. I already prepped the Bunsen Burner for you."

I saluted her jokingly and proceeded to fit the tube in the forceps. Soon I gently held the test tube over the bright blue flame of the Bunsen Burner but my mind quickly took over and I succumbed to my daydreams. My current daydream involved me being in the midst of a vicious battle. I was dressed in a floor length, maroon dress with sleeves that reached my wrists. Chain mail and armor covered my chest, shoulders and arms and in my hands was a bow that I was in the middle of notching an arrow to. I raised the bow and took aim at the oncoming enemy. I could feel the tension building as I pulled the string and with a resounding "Twack" I released the arrow and watched it sail into the soldier that it was directed to.

Soon however, I felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of men that tried to take me out. I could feel myself getting weaker. The quiver strung across my back started to get lighter as I quickly ran out of arrows. It wouldn't be long until I would be overpowered and defeated. Maybe the opposing side would take pity on me and capture me as a hostage…or they would be merciless and kill me right on the spot. Before my fears could be made into reality, a man on a chestnut coloured horse arrived and began to cut down my enemies before my eyes. The battle came to a standstill and I stared in awe as the mysterious man dismounted his horse and began to take off his helmet.

A scream cut my daydream short before I could see the face of my hero and I jumped in surprise as I was brought back to the real world. "Mari!" Shania screeched.

My gaze was fixed on the fire that started in my boiling tube. I let go of the forceps and watched in horror as the boiling tube broke on the wooden workbench which caused the fire to spread. The fire alarm blared overhead as my fellow students rushed out of the chemistry lab in mild panic. I was rooted in my spot in shock until my Chemistry teacher thankfully pulled me out of the room before I was engulfed in flames.

The car was deathly silent as my mother drove us home. After the entire school was evacuated, the fire services showed up to extinguish the blaze. As a result of my mishap, school ended early and my mother was called to the principal's office. I could tell as soon as she walked into the school building that she wasn't happy with me…she never was but in that moment, as I sat outside the principal's office, I could tell that she was furious with me. I glanced at my mum in the driver's seat nervously. "She's not going to blow up on me yet," I thought miserably, "She's gonna wait until we get home."

Sure enough as we entered the house, my mother turned on me angrily. "Mari Anya Johnson! Suspended! Never would I have thought that one of my children would ever get suspended from school!" She yelled.

I jumped and was quick to defend myself. I protested helplessly, "It wasn't intentional! I never mean to do it mum!"

The woman in front of me rounded on me so rapidly that I almost backed away. "It's always 'I didn't mean to do it' with you, Mari. You daydream too much for your age and it's not doing you any good," Mum scolded.

I opened my mouth to protest again but she gave me a stern look before I could get any words out. "You're almost seventeen. When will you grow up Mari?" She asked, disappointed as she retreated to her bedroom.

I was alone in the living room and I slumped tiredly on the couch. Allowing a few tears to escape my dark brown eyes, I consumed myself in my thoughts. I never meant to daydream, it just…happened and I couldn't stop them from disrupting my daily life. It also didn't help that those daydreams led my mother to believe that I was childish and wasn't ready to enter the adult world. I cried silently at my dilemma until I noticed that the ground was shaking. "An earthquake?" I questioned.

I immediately stood to try and take cover under a table, but my eyes widened in shock as the walls started to crumble away like dust. The shaking subsided but instead of being in my living room, I was in the middle of a forest.