Ok so now we get to the first Chapter. This is present day.

I picked the names at random, and they are based on no one inparticular.

Review, I would really appreciate it!

Chapter 1: Two Comeplete Different Worlds

"Mom, do we really have to go?" Hannah whined, while clutching her cell phone in her hand. "This is supposed to be Summer vacation, not 'Stay-with-your-boring-Grandma-vacation,'" she said sarcastically, even though she was only 13. Her brother Kyle snickered at her statement, his focus on the television screen, his hands on a controller manipulating the characters onscreen.

"Mom, Grandma Sue is pretty boring," Kyle added while defeating an enemy on his game. Their mother Lilia looked very frustrated, she stood in the kitchen beginning to put the dishes into the dishwasher.

"Well actually she is your Grandmother Susan," Lilia corrected, as she picked up the silverware lying across the counter top.

"More like Grandma the borrrrring," Hanna joked, she smiled at her twin who was giggling.

Lilia was not at all amused and she scowled, "I really don't care if you like it or not, but you are staying in England with your Grandma, it had been settled two weeks ago. So I suggest you don't complain, or jest about her besides you have only met her once." She gave them a stern look, that made them quiet. After filling the dishwasher and starting it she walked off into another room, cleaning it as well.

"Ky, I am going to hate it there, she has never heard of cell phones, computers, or anything cool," she sighed as she slumped next to her brother.
"I know, it's going to be comepletly horrible, imagine a whole vacation with no technology," he agreed as he bit his lip in concentration his eyes were glued to the screen.

"I know it's so dumb," she whispered, he didn't hear her, "Maybe we can take our stuff down there ya know" Kyle still hadn't heard her.

"Come on!" he screamed as he lost the game and the words Start Over appeared on the screen. "What were you saying again?" he asked her laying the controller on the ground. He began to walk over into the newly cleaned kitchen.

"Oh I was just thinking that maybe we can take our techy stuff over there," she said when her cellphone beeped to signal a text message. She looked at her phone and she opened the message.

hi han wats up
guess wat i get 2 go 2 disney land 4 the summer vaca.
so wat r u doin over the summer
txt back

"Who was that?" Kyle said with his head inside of the fridge looking for something to snack on.
"It was Brit, she says she's going to Disney Land, " she paused with obvious contempt,"For the whole summer, but I think that's a stupid idea, escpessially when we live in California." She sighed in envy.

"Then don't be jealous," he offered as he picked through everything in the fridge.
"I'm not jealous!" she said louder then before.

"Sorry but it sure sounds like it," he had a peanut butter and jelly jar, and a piece of bread. He grabbed a knife from a drawer and began to smooth the pb&j across the toast.

She slid her blue phone so that she could type on the keyboard.

Actully I m goin 2 london england
way far compare 2 disneyland

lol 3 u

Message Sent appeared on the cell phone screen, and she laid it on the cherry wood coffee table.

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It was the last day of school, and it was tentioned with excitement as many were graduating into highschool. The eighth graders were sitting in chairs along the green lawn. Hannah and Kyle were sitting next to each other, waiting to be called. It was very quiet as each student walked up and grabbed their "diploma" and sat back down again. Finally it was their turn.

"Hannah Pevensie Mason," her principal called over the mic. She was filled with enthusiasm as she walked down the cleared aisle and onto the dais. She quickly grabbed the rolled paper and stepped off as she heard her brothers name called.

At the end after everyone cheered the Wildcat motto, the twins were overcome with hugs and and shouts of congratulations from their parents and family. Soon they were bustled to their car to return home, when Hannah saw a familiar face.

"Hey Congrats! So I read your text on going to England," smiled Brittni, her best friend, "That's pretty cool," Hannah looked down unhappily.
"Yah I guess," she mumbled, she looked up to see her best friends shimmering eyes, "I hope you have a great summer Britt." She went over toward her and embraced her, they weren't going to see each other for at least three months.

"Hannah!" her father called from the inside of the car, "The plane is going to leave in three hours and you still have to pack!" she walked away from her friend and set a foot into the car, but not without waving goodbye.

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"Oh if only John was here!" Susan whispered as she was rumaging through a wooden wardrobe covered in cobwebs. The room was dark, but the moon was shining through holes in the curtain, making the floor covered in droplets of light. This was in her parents former house, the one she grew up in. The house were very quiet, as she was the only one living there. Her husband had died years ago, and her children had all moved to the United States. She had seen only two of her grandchildren. And they were to be returning.

Hannah and Kyle isn't it? She asked herself. Well this house has to be suitable for children. She was still looking through the items that had compiled over the years in this wardrobe, including insects. Well I should clean this out before they come so that they have somewhere to place their belongings. The room that she was in belonged to her departed brother Peter. It was the biggest room besides her own, and wasn't in use. It was only a storage area, caked with dust and filled with everything that had belonged to her siblings.

She finally reached the back of the wardrobe, almost everything that had been in it was now lain across the wood floor. Her hands felt the bottom of the wardrobe finding some old papers. When she picked them up she found a thick leather journal, it had Peter, Lucy and Edmund Pevensie delicately written across it. She didn't dare open it, but she could not help but wonder why all of their names would appear on one journal. She also saw an envelope, which held two rings that had been found in the palm of her brother. She placed them on the ground along with everything else. As she searched through more old clothing and toys she found herself weeping, tears were slowly winding down her aged face.

Why am I crying? They have been gone for some time now, I thought I've stopped grieving. She scolded herself softly. The tears subsided and she finished sorting everything, she took what she knew would be useful and placed it in her own empty room. She slowly came back to the room and put everything else, articles with no use but she could not bring herself to throw away, under the bed. Except for the journal and the envelope, she put them gently atop the scarred desk, where she felt they belonged.

She gradually swept the dusty floor, and fixed the sheets on the bed. Now this looks better, She smiled exceptionally pleased with herself, as she skimmed the now immaculate room. When her eyes rested upon the wardrobe that had been recently cleaned she felt a pull towards it, as if by some mystical force. As she drew nearer to it her heart began to pound and her stomach become filled with butterflies. Her hand reached toward the handle, then she pulled it back.

What am I thinking? Those were just childhood games, there isn't something behind that door! She turned from the room and retired to her bed.

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Alright how was it?

Forever in Narnia

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