Hey, I'm back with another chapter. I am finally done my finals, so I decided to update. I would like to thank everyone who is reading this story. I am assuming people like it, since I have close to a hundred and sixty visitors. I would also just like to say that this story is not plagiarized. The person that told me that was an anonymous reviewer named Sabrina. I'm not annoyed that this was pointed out, but, if you are reading this, would you please tell me in what way you think it's plagiarized? Then I can maybe fix it. Well, here is the next chapter!

Careful What You Wish For

What a Jerk

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Who is it?" I asked. Normally, I would have just yelled come in, but, hey, I'm in an unfamiliar place, and you never know who the crazy people are.

"Housekeeping," said the very bad imitation of a woman's voice.

Shaking my head, I hollered for them to come in.

"Isn't this place awesome?" Cody asked slash exclaimed as he took a flying leap onto my bed.

"It is," I said, raising my eyebrows, "Since when do you like castles? I didn't think you were into the whole fairytale thing."

"I'm not, but come on! This place is sweet! Plus, I don't have to work for that nag of a boss, Bitch Jones, anymore," he said, giving a shudder.

I couldn't really blame him either. The last time I had went into her music shop, I saw her constantly hounding Cody about stuff that wasn't even his fault. Honestly, I think he has the patience of a saint or something. I would have quite.

"Do you think we'll get to go home soon?" Jenn asked, finally voicing what I had been wondering since we got here.

"I don't know," I said, flopping onto my bed. Jenn had turned the couch to face the bed, and was now sitting on it. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Grandma is probably having a fit right about now."

"Yeah, she's probably called the cops by now," Cody said, "and since they say it takes at least forty-eight hours for us to be missing till they file a missing person's case, she would have told them where to shove it. She's probably looking for us herself."

Thinking about my grandma telling some poor cop where to shove it made me smile, before the thought of her out in the woods looking for us now made my stomach clench with worry and fear. What if she got lost? Or hurt? Or killed by some wild animal?

"I'm sure she's fine," Jenn said, "She wouldn't be crazy enough to walk around in the woods by herself." I gave her a small smile. She was right. Grandma wouldn't do that. Though, we've never gone missing before. Before any more negative thoughts could fill my head, a knock on the door caught my attention.

"Come in," I said, too lazy to get up to actually answer the door. If it was an axe murderer, then he would have to deal with me, and I wasn't in a good mood at the moment. I would still get hacked to smithereens, but I could probably cripple him before that happened.

"Oh, there you are," a voice that I recognized as Lucy's said, before silence feel. I could vaguely hear her say something to someone else before the door opened, and people entered. I was assuming people since I could hear more than one set of footsteps. Raising my head, I saw Lucy and Susan enter.

"We just came to see how you all were settling in," Susan said, sitting on the couch next to Jenn. "and to supply you with a change of clothes."

"I'm all settled in," I said, finally sitting up, "and I'm assuming these two are too, since they're hanging out here." Jenn and Cody gave affirmative nods.

"Wonderful!" Lucy said, "I am sure you will love Narnia."

"Queen Susan," Jenn said, before catching the looks that Susan and Lucy were giving her, "Sorry, Susan. I was just wondering, aren't your parents worried about you?"

Susan just gave her a puzzled look. "I do not understand what you mean."

"I mean, they don't think you're missing or anything?" Jenn asked.

You could just see the light bulb go on over Susan's head. "Oh, no. Narnian time and the other world time work differently. When you are here, time just stops at the place where you have come from."

"Really?" I asked, feeling better. Grandma wouldn't even know that we had been gone.

"Yes," Lucy said, "No one will notice your absence."

"Sweet," I said, smiling, "So, why the change of clothes? I mean, it is dark out, so I don't think we'd be going anywhere."

"The only place that we are going, is to supper," Lucy said.

"And it is not polite to go to dinner in dirty clothes," Susan said, than she turned to Cody. "Peter has loaned you some clothes. I had a servant put them on your bed."

Getting the hint, Cody got off the bed and headed to the door. "I'll just come back here when I'm done." Then he was gone.

"Now then," Lucy said, coming over and pulling me up, "time to get you two dressed."

"Uh, whose dresses are those," I asked, pointing to the green and purple dresses in Susan's hands.

"Why, ours of course," Lucy said, smiling at me. "Whose did they think they were?"

"Oh, no ones," I said, picking up the purple dress and holding it to myself, "I don't think this is going to fit me."

"Me neither," Jenn said, holding the green dress. Both dresses fell to the floor, and were so long that some of the material gathered at the bottom. This wasn't surprising though, considering that both Lucy and Susan were a good three to four inches taller than us.

"Well, just try them on and we will see," Lucy said.

Glancing at each other, Jenn and I shrugged before walking into my bathroom to change. Two minutes later, we emerged, both wearing a dress, and holding up the skirts so that we didn't trip. They weren't a perfect fit, but, hey, at least they're clean.

"Well, they are a decent fit," Susan said, "Tomorrow we will go to the dressmaker's so that you can have your own."

Hearing this, I made a face. I wasn't too keen on wearing dresses unless I had too. Jeans worked just fine for me. I liked being able to do something active at a moment's notice. I was even less keen to be used as someone's pin cushion. I had a really bad habit of fidgeting when I had to stand or sit for too long, so I usually ended up getting poked. However, I was just going to keep those comments to myself since Lucy and Susan were being so nice to us.

"Is there a way that we can pin this, so that I don't have to keep holding up my skirt?" Jenn asked, then added, "and so Tina doesn't break her neck." I had just tripped over my dress for the third time.

"I don't think I'm going to break my neck, though, the dress may get ripped," I said, taking a seat, feeling that was best.

"I can pin the extra material," Susan said, grabbing some pins out of one of the draws on the vanity table, and setting to work. After a few minutes, during which Lucy had brushed mine and Jenn's hair, Susan was finished.

"There," she said, "Now you should not need to hold them."

Deciding to test it out, I let my skirt fall and took a few steps forward. I didn't trip so I deemed them good.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come in!" I yelled, slipping on my sneakers. My feet didn't fit any of the shoes, and the dress was floor length, so no one would see them.

"Ready yet?" Cody asked. He was wearing black, what looked to me to be tights, black boots and a red tunic and a black undershirt. "Well, don't you two look like a pair of ladies?"

Glancing at the dresses, I thought they were rather simple looking, but that was fine by me. I felt out of place wearing it anyways. Mine was dark purple, with silver designs along the sides of the dress. Jenn's dress was emerald green with gold threading.

"Ready freddy, and yes, we do," I said as Jenn told him how handsome he looked in his getup. He told her how cute she looked, and that started their usually yuck fest.

"Are they always like this?" Lucy asked, watching the pair.

"Unfortunately, yes," I said before throwing a pillow at them. "You can continue your cutesy stuff after supper. I'm hungry, and you're making me lose my appetite."

"I think, Jenn, was right," Cody said, keeping an arm around Jenn, "You do need some romance." I just rolled my eyes.

With Lucy and Susan leading the way, we made our way back to the throne room, which seemed to double as the feast room when there were a lot of guests. When we walked in, Susan and Lucy kept walking towards the biggest table in the room, while Jenn, Cody and I hung back, unsure of where to go. I could see the three kings already sitting there. As the girls approached, the three guys rose. Taking a quick glance around, in hopes of finding somewhere to sit, I spotted many different animals and creatures. They were all laughing and having a good time.

"Move," said a voice, right before someone barged in between Jenn and I.

"An excuse me would be nicer," I said, really annoyed. Pompous ass."

I think he heard me because the person, a guy, judging by his outfit, turned around to face me.

"What was that?" he asked, looking a little annoyed.

"I said that an excuse me would be nicer," I said simply. "Then I called you a pompous ass."

"How dare you speak to me that way! Do you know who I am?" he snarled, stepping closer, probably trying to intimidate me.

"Should I?" I asked, cocking my head, as if the question really puzzled me. Quite frankly, I didn't care. Normally I am good about not snapping at people, but when someone really bugs me, my temper rises, and the filter between my brain and my mouth gets shut off.

"I am Lord Stephan, one of the many advisers to their majesties," he said, puffing out his chest, making him look like a peacock.

"And?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips. I knew that I was treading dangerous waters, but annoying this guy was just so fun. Besides, he looked like he needed to be taken down a peg or two.

"Come on, Chris," Cody said, seeing that this was about to turn really ugly, "Let's go."

"Yes, listen to the boy," Lord Stephan said. Cody gave him a glare, not liking being called a boy. "He actually has some sense."

"I have plenty of sense," I said, starting to get pissed off now. I don't know why, but something about this guy just didn't sit with me.

"Oh really? That remains to be seen," he said, sneering, "Since you obviously do not know that you cannot speak to a man, especially one that is a lord, in the manner that you are."

I scoffed. "I can speak to a man anyway I please, especially if he's being a complete jackass."

"You obviously were not taught your place," the Lord said, now so mad I could see a vein throbbing in his forehead.

"My place?" I all but growled at him. I could feel my blood boiling. "And what exactly would that be?"

"To serve the man of the house," he said, as if we were discussing the weather. "Though, I do pity the man that has to deal with you. You are a rather mouthy, little brat, and I must say, it is very unbecoming." I could literally feel myself shaking with suppressed rage.

"What's going on here?" another voice asked, interrupting the conversation. Turning, I saw that it was King Edmund. Jenn was standing beside the table where the rest of the monarchs were; all looking at our little group. Actually, it was then that I realized the hall had gone very quiet. Looking around, I saw that everyone was looking our way. If I wasn't so mad, I would have felt uncomfortable.

"Why, nothing, my king," Lord Stephan said, plastering on the fakest smile I've ever seen, "I was just giving this girl some advice on how to talk to someone of higher rank then her."

Before I could say anything, Cody had stepped in front of me, blocking me from hitting the lord in the face. I way I felt right now, I probably would have.

"By calling her a mouthy, little brat?" King Edmund replied, looking, well, it was rather hard to put a name to the expression on his face, but, if I had too, I would say it was a mixture between dislike and annoyance.

Lord Stephan just stood there, looking like a stunned deer. Apparently, he had thought that no one had heard that last comment. "She called me a pompous ass."

"That's because you acted like one," I said, before Cody gave me a nudge, secretly telling me to shut up. King Edmund glanced at me, before turning back to Lord Stephan.

"You are one of the advisers of the court, yet, you allow a girl to get under your skin? I thought you had more control then that. Make sure it does not happen again," King Edmund said in a tone that said that this conversation was over.

"Yes, your majesty," Lord Stephan said before bowing and then going to sit at one of the tables, where five other guys were sitting.

"I apologize for Lord Stephan," King Edmund said, turning to face Cody and I. Cody had stepped back, and was now standing beside me.

"Huh?" was my intelligent reply. I mentally slapped myself. The first time I talk with the king, and that's what comes out of my mouth, but I was just caught off guard.

"I said, that I apologize," he repeated, shooting Cody a look, as if asking him if I was mental stable or something.

"Yeah, I heard that, but, why? You weren't the one being a jerk," I said, trying to make sense of this.

"Yes, but you are a guest here, and he should treat you as such," he replied before motioning to the table where Jenn was now sitting, still watching. "Come. Susan hates it when supper is started late, and this has really put it back." Feeling a little guilty, I looked at Susan as we walked to the table. She didn't look angry, but confused and concerned.

"What was that about?" Lucy asked, as we took our seats.

"Chris decided to have an argument with one of your advisors," Cody said. "I think his name was Lord Stephan."

"Well, I do not blame you. That man is particularly horrendous," Lucy said, but seeing my confused face, explained. "He thought that it was unfit for Susan and I to be rulers."

"He said that to you?" Jenn asked, looking surprised. If that man said that to the queens, he must have had some balls.

"No," Susan said, "We over heard him telling one of the visiting lords that also shared his view point."

"So, why is he one of your advisers?" Cody asked.

"We are still trying to work out the issues we had with the Telmarines, so we keep him," King Caspian said. That made no sense to me whatsoever, but then, I never did understand all that stuff.

"So, I guess it's safe to say that none of you like him?" Cody asked, already knowing the answer. They all nodded.

"Is that why I'm eating here, and not in the dungeon?" I asked, being completely serious. However, instead of an answer, the kings and queens just started laughing. Actually, so did everyone else within hearing range. "What?"

"You would not be thrown in the dungeon for that," King Peter said.

"What did you do to him to make him so mad?" Susan asked.

"I called him a pompous ass," I replied, before taking a bite of what looked like to be some kind of fish.

"You did?" came five replies at the same time.

"That was pretty cool," I said, then answered the question. "Yes, I did."

"What enticed you to say that?" King Peter asked, while taking a sip from his glass.

"He told me that I needed to learn my place, and that it was my duty to serve a man," I said, stabbing the next piece of fish in annoyance.

"Okay," he replied, looking uncertain. Cody explained.

"Chris, is rather, opinionated," he said, "and she won't think twice to let you know what she thinks."

"Basically, I don't like it when people try to tell me what to do," I said, simply. "You make me mad, you'll deal with the consequences."

"You three, are definitely not from here," King Edmund said. "I don't think anyone would have talked to him like that."

Cody, Jenn and I just looked at each other and grinned.

And that's all she wrote, for now anyways. Let you know what you think in a review, please! Bye till next time!