"Into A New World...INTO NARNIA"

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"Your guide will be here shortly. Stay along this path through the forest. Do not stray from it. Keep straight. Your guide is awaiting you at the end." Cepheus said.
 
(( thank-you ginny!))

Laruel listened to the Centuar, but at the moment was more preocupied with the nymphs. For some reason or another they seemed drawn to her, almost like a moth is to a flame. The water and flower nymphs seemed the most friendly. It was fun and amazing at first, but now.. it was getting a little weird.

"Umm, can some one tell me what's going on?" Laurel yelped a little bit. She snatched her arm away from a water nymph that a little more friendly than the others. " And why they only attacking me?! - Hey, hey! not the leg! "
 
Laruel finally was able to escape the nyphms and ran over to Joy. She skidded to a stop and leaned on her kneed while gasping for breath. " Welcome to the club." she panted.
 
"Do I look like a songtress to you?" she asked sarcasticly. She then turned bright red and turned around to shooe away a courious nyph who looked like they were trying to figure out what Laurel's skirt was.

"Pervert!" she seethed as she tugged down the back of her skirt.

The nypth titled it head in confussion. " Why is your dress so short my lady?"

Laurel tried to think of something as continued to pull down at the edges. " Umm it's the style now, and it's easier to move in."

( Lol, i was cracking up while i wrote this XD. BTW. Laurel is wearing biker shorts under the skirt. XD. oh an the "songtress" comment is just a reffrence to an old irish term. Nymphs/fairies and ect love music - so their favorite humans are people who sing and etc )
 
" I didn't unpack anything." She said bluntly before she throwing her hands in the air. " If I new I was going to end up in Middle Earth today, then I would have gotten out my jeans and bow."
 
" same thing - either way we sure aren't on earth anymore." Laurel sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest. The glanced at Tom when she over heard his comment about his dad. " You too huh? Well welcome to the club."
 
She locked her fingers with his " Dave hm I was wonder hm why are you holding me hand," she asked, a whisper only he can hear.
 
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Laurel shook her head at the couple as she walked by them. "Get a room you two." she said bluntly " You'd get more privacy."

She knew she was acting cold, again - but really it wasn't her fault. Out of everyone in the group, she was probably the most street smart and grown up one. They may have been in the same age group, but Laurel had the mindset of an 18- 20 year old, even if she was only 16-17.

She didn't fall in love easily- thought it was too much hassile to begin with. Why would anyone do such as thing only to get their heart broken again and again. But that didn't mean she didn't believe in love, she'd just rather not date every guy she thought was cute, had great eyes, or a perfect body. She'd rather date 2 or 3 guys that were nice ,solid men and get it right on the 3rd try or what not.

But then again she never stayed in one place long enough to even have a chance to even like a guy, and the cold streets of her home town of Philly had showed more than once that life was never fair.

"Love is patient, Love is kind, Love is slowing making you go out of your mind.' Laurel thought to herself

(sorry if the out look on love is a little snyical in this, but right now due to personal events I'm pretty much sick of love. But i think the funny thing is i'm not even the one in love- I got myself in the middle of this thing between 3 of my friends, where 2 of them are dating each other and the other one needs to grow up and get on with life.)
 
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