A/N: I'm going to try this out in a response to the 3 challenges post. I'll try to keep it going for as long as I can. This will be my first story that isn't Charlie Bone, so it'll be new for me. No flames please. CC is okay.
Amy sighed as she walked home. The school she was going to was only a mile from her new house, so she didn't mind the walking part. It was the thinking part she couldn't handle. Because her thoughts always turned back to a certain British millionaire.
Dan had gone over to a friends to try out a new video game. Even though it was two years after the hunt, he was still as immature as ever. And just as ninja obsessed.
At least she didn't have to worry about Isabelle coming for revenge. The said ego-maniac, psychotic, blood-raged Lucian had been put on trial a month after the clue hunt. She was in prison, for life.
Amy was at the bend which led into her driveway. She quietly walked down it's length and through the door. She was trying to make it past the butler, a game that she and Dan had been playing for a year, ever since they had hired him. Neither of them had won yet.
" Ah, Miss Amy! May I take your coat." Amy smiled. His record was not broken.
" Hello Gerald." She said while the butler hung her coat up. Gerald was a middle aged man with black hair. He was actually quite handsome, but not Amy's type. No, she went for snobby Brits who tried to kill her. She had exquisite taste.
Amy thanked Gerald and headed upstairs to her room. It was full of books, and all of them were on the shelves in order. Dan often teased her about being a neat freak, but she like to think of herself as an organized person, unlike her brother, who was a complete slob.
Amy suddenly remembered where she was going in half an hour and changed hurriedly into black jeans and a black turtle neck, that was slightly skin tight. The more elusive the better.
Amy grabbed her phone and put it in her pocket, then called to Nellie who was in the living room
" I'm going out with some friends!" With that she opened the door and, right on cue, her best friend pulled up in her convertible. She had her license already, since her father had a few powerful friends.
" You ready?" Her friend said as Amy slid into the passenger seat.
" Well, considering I'm dressed all in black, my hair is put up, and I'm sliding into your car, what do you think?"
Her friend, Sasha, smiled.
" Then let's go kick our little brothers butts!"
Amy wasn't a violent person, but who could turn down a bit of laser tag?