"Ah, Lucy! Don't!"
Laughing, the little girl pushed her big sister into the water,
"You're in such great trouble now, sister!" the older girl cried, as her head shot up to the surface. "I'm telling Peter!"
Lucy just stuck her tongue out at her, climbing up onto a rope swing.
"Lucy! Be careful!"
She spum around, sticking out her tongue out once more at an older boy who was running towards her.
"I'm alright, Edmund. Geez, you're almost as bad as Peter."
"You know what, Lu?" another voice called, stepping up from behind Edmund. "Tongue teasing isn't a very Queenly affair."
"I wouldn't be surprised if Lucy tried to change that," the voice from the water cried. "Now get in here!"
The three figures standing on the shore just looked at one another, before laughing and purposedly, jumping in infront of their sister, splashing her hard in the face.
The older girl gritted her teeth menacingly, then thought on it. She quickly changed her expression to an angelic smile and faced her siblings.
"How about we have a race?"
The boys smiled mischieviously, rubbing their hands together.
"To the other shore and back."
Lucy beamed. She wasn't the best swimmer, but she had fun messing with her family whenever they tried to beat her.
"Take your marks!" Peter shouted.
"Get set!" Edmund followed.
"Go!" Lucy squealed with excitement.
And so, the two boys raced off, the older girl right behind them. She snuck up behind them, grabbing their feet.
They shrieked, flopping around in the water.
"Susan!"
"Susan!"
"Susan!"
An aging figure suddenly sat upright in her bed. Peering around her room, she saw nothing different. The plain white walls glowed gloomily in the moonlight. Her old fashioned furniture sat propped where they were before. Even the old rocking chair, that the greying-brown haired, hazy blue eyed lady swore secretly would rock in the wind at nightfall.
She released the air she'd been holding in, slowly laying her aching head back on its pillow. She didn't want the nurses to know that she was dreaming about them again. They would think she was crazy.
And what did they do with those people?
They were locked up.
She didn't know who the people in her dream were. She had a strong feeling though, that one of them was her in her youth. But who the other three were, she didn't know.
A middle-aged lady poked her head in the room. Seeing the eldery woman awake, she walked in slowly.
"Are you alright, love?" the lady asked. "Do you want me to get you some medicine? Some tea perhaps?"
"I'm fine, thanks." the woman in bed grunted out. "I'll just go back to sleep."
"Alright, Susan dear." The younger lady forced a plastic smiled, before turning on her heel and grabbing a clipboard.
Please, she thought. Please, whoever is in charge up there, please help me.
Awhile later, a little ways away, a history class was being taught at a local high school.
Clarissa sat, face hidden in her notebook, as she doodled pictures of animals and beasts alike.
"And thus," Mr. Friar droned on, "On Thursday 31st August 1939, the order was given to evacuate the schoolchildren and others out of London."
Narnia! Her head shot up, now listening intently to her teacher.
"Over 1.5 Million children, pregnant women and other vulnerable people were evacuated to the countryside locations in just two days."
"That's insane," Clarissa murmured. "Poor kids."
Suddenly, the bell buzzed. Everyone jumped off the seats and ran out of the room before he could continue.
She stepped off her bus a few moments later and rushed to open her front door. Nobody was home. Obviously. she scoffed wordlessly.
Clarissa grabbed her guitar from its place in her bedroom and ran outside, down the path towards the park and into her favorite clearing in the woods.
When she got there, she stopped, her breathed hitched.
There was movement in between some of the bigger bushes, as if someone had just jumped into them, not to be seen. She stepped a little closer inside the clearing, curious.
"Hello," she called out innocently. "Is anyone here?"
But she knew that no one ever came down here. It was a very guiet part of the woods, seeing as though most joggers and families liked to stay on the path. "Hello?"
She heard loud whispers from the bush. It couldn't have been "the voice in the wind," because there were more than one voice and they were, in fact, bickering.
She took a deep breath, calming herself, from either; running away and hiding, or laughing until she couldn't breath, she couldn't decide. Shuffling forwards, she reached for the bush. It immediately stopped bickering.
"If you want to play it that way then," Clarissa said, pushing the bush away. "1, 2, 3 I found you!"
Three figures stumbled out, landing gracefully on their feet.
A/N : And there we go! Thanks SO MUCH to my reviewers and everyone else who bothered just to read! You all are amazing! I hope you'll understand this soon, maybe you do now, but you will by the end of the next chapter. I'm just put this one up now, because I have a feeling that I'll be up to my eyeballs in homework by tomorrow (I have two advanced courses, and it's the second day of school and I already have Math homework!) Well, talk to you later!