A Sexy Amy
Part I
A year after the Clue hunt, clue hunters meet. A changed Amy has her mind set on taking revenge on Ian. The books about their adventures appear. Not reading of the books-that's overrate it. Although the books will be mentioned, Isabel init&
This is the spell-checked version of Part I. A warning to all of you OOC-phobics out there, this is extremely OOC, but with a good excuse :)
Today we were flying over to meet our relatives. It had been a year since our grandmother died and we started the clue hunt.
I looked at my figure again in the mirror. I had quite grown over the last year. I'd gotten taller, I had gotten more curves, my chest and butt had ... expanded. I stared at myself in the mirror. I was fifteen and I was a changed woman. I smiled, loving the way I looked so sexy and grown up. I also looked a little like Dan. Mischievous. You could see it in my green eyes.
Dan came into the room and said,"Hey, sis."
"Hi, Dan." I didn't tear my gaze away from my reflection but heard the bed move.
I moved a little sideways so that I could see my butt. When I was satisfied, I moved on to my face. I double checked my makeup and even though it looked fine I retouched it.
I put smoky green eye shadow on and put liner and mascara on. I grabbed a towel, cleaned my lips and re-did them. First, I put on a deep shade of red lipstick and then applied my cherry-red lip gloss. My attire and my makeup made me look like seventeen, even though I was barely fifteen.
I was wearing a smoky green tank top that showed a lot of cleavage and super shorts shorts that made my figure show all it's curves. I also have brown cowboy boots. Ah I love my new life.
"Nellie! Come here!" my brother yelled.
I got away from the mirror and made my way to my suitcase and bag. I'd put my phone in there so I didn't leave it behind.
I took a picture of my reflection in the mirror, then smiled. I looked perrrfect.
Nellie came in to the room, one ear plug in her ear. When she saw me, she got a shocked expression.
Nellie said, "Que diablos tienes puesto, Amy?"
"Hm. The only thing I understood was diablos, which means 'hell', right? And Amy. So please repeat what you just said in English."
"I think she said something like 'having hell'," Dan said. I roll my eyes.
"Dweeb," I muttered under my breath.
"I said 'What the hell are you wearing?' And why do you have so much attention-calling make up on?"
I didn't say anything. Well, that's what you get for buying me all of this.
"Nellie," I said, "I perfectly remember you were the one that bought it ..."
Her face scrunches up, thinking. "Oh yeah, right..."
"Amy?" Dan asks.
I turn around to my twelve-year-old brother.
"Yes?" He had an interesting expression in his face.
"Be honest. Are you dressed up like this for someone?"
I smile. "Honestly, yes. But it's for me, too. We're all being nice to each other now. Doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, right." I winked at him.
He nodded and smiled back. He got what I was saying but Nellie obviously didn't.
"What do you mean 'have a little fun', kiddo?" She asked.
"Well, you know how the last time we saw everyone, I was Old Amy?" She nodded. "I wanna see everyone's reactions. They'll be hilarious. Especially someone who'll think that I'll still stutter, blush and fall to his feet when I see him. He'll be in for a BIG surprise when he sees I've changed so much. Get where I'm going?"
"Ah." She, too, got a mischievous glint in her eye. She knew exactly who I was talking about. I was going to have so much fun and get back at that jerk. "Got'cha, kiddo. You make that boy drool over the bare sight of you. I'm really proud of you, Amy." She smiled even bigger.
"Yep. That's my plan."
"Well, get your bags, Amy." I grabbed them and my phone. Dan already had his, so he got up and followed me out the door.
We made our way down the stairs in Grace's mansion-ours now.
Nellie sights and says,"Kiddo, I'm fine with you doing whatever you need to do for revenge but I don't want you getting hurt, you hear me?"
Dan and I share a look.
His eyes say, Even if he tries doing so, I'll be there to defend you with my ninja skills from getting hurt. Deal?
Deal, I say.
Yep, one year's gone by and he's still into ninjas and thinks he's one of them.
"Did you hear what I said, Amy? And stop doing that crazy thing your eyes."
"Yeah."
When we get to the bottom of the staircase, I hug Dan.
"Thanks, Danny." I hug my brother's shoulders and he surprisingly doesn't pull away. "I love you," I say quietly.
He surprises me even more by hugging my waist and saying," I love you too, Ames."
Nelly gives us a weird look. "Since when are you guys so nice to each other?"
"What?" I say. "We're each other's only blood family, we ought to be nice to each other at some point."
She's still looking at us weirdly but goes back to using her ipod.
Fiske came in to the room.
He starts talking," The limo's-"
He stops himself and looks at Dan and me. He, too gave us a question look. I didn't feel like explaining so I just shrugged my shoulders. The crease is still there though.
Nellie takes notice.
"What's up, Fiske?"
He points at us.
"Oh, I know what you mean. Weird, right?"
"That's not the only unusual thing. What happened to sweet little Amy? I don't see her here."
"I've grown a lot, Uncle. But if you search more than skin-deep you'll find her. As to why I'm dressed like this I'll explain in the limo. It's all part of my scheme."
He looked at me weirdly, smiled and shook his head.
We gather up our belongings and headed to the limo. And one step closer to my crazy relatives.
We'd flown 3 hours and were in another limo. We were 'almost there'. I kept running my hands through my hair and looking at myself in a small mirror.
This was the first time we were going to see them in almost a whole year. Sure, I'd talked to some of them by email and stuff but this was different.
I kept praying that everything would go fine. That I was able to pull this off without making a fool of myself and that I was able to fully enjoy it.
I sight and looked at Saladin.
We finally pulled up to a big house. I didn't wait till the man that was driving had completely parked to get out. I open up the door and impatiently waited for him get me my luggage. He handed it to me and I ran for the house. Dan followed me but slower since he had Saladin's cat carrier and he got asthma. I stopped for the others to catch up to me. While they do that, I slightly move the little camera hair pin into place, not wanting it to fall.
"Aren't you a little too excited?" Uncle Fiske says and chuckles.
"Come on, you're moving slower than that old woman in the park. Hurry up!"
We slowly make our way into the house.
Once there ... there could be a) a fight, b) a party or c) a party and a fight. The possibilities were endless.
I ringed the door bell and am greeted by Mr. McIntire, who I haven't seen in a while either.
"Hello and welcome: Amy, Dan, Nelly and Fiske. You guys look stupendous. Amy, you look beautiful. You're looking more like Grace every day."
I smiled at him and hugged him.
Once he was talking to our little group he yelled," The Cahills are here!"
I expect everyone to come out from wherever they are but they don't.
Mr. McIntire says," They're all in the ball room I think. You can leave your stuff over there," he points to a corner, "and go join them. We'll take care of the luggage. No one will touch it besides our staff."
We hesitantly leave our stuff there. I pull out my cell phone out of the side pocket and follow Mr. McIntire. Dan frees Saladin from his cage.
We go into the ballroom that was within a few twists and turns of where we had started. There are a lot of people there. Jonah and his dad, the Holts, the Starlings, Uncle Alistair...
As soon as Uncle Alistair sees we're in the room, his face lights up.
He comes over to us, saying, "There you are, my favorite niece and nephew. Come here. Come here."
Dan and I make our way to Uncle Alistair.
He swept me and Dan in a hug.
"I've missed you two so much. You have gotten taller and overall, grown up a bit. Amy, you look more beautiful then the last time I saw you." He kissed my head. "You could maybe even say that you look almost like Hope's long lost twin sister." I smile. That's what I'm going for: cute, beautiful, pretty, sexy, different.
So far, I'm loving the attention. Unlike Old Amy. Over the past year, I'd gotten rid of my crowd and attention phobia.
I hear a growl behind me.
I turn around to see the pit-bull growling at Saladin. Oh right. Cats and dogs don't get along. Saladin's cowering behind Dan's legs.
"Come on, Dan. Get Saladin. Let's go meet the others."
Fiske and Nellie stay at the entrance, talking among themselves.
I took Dan's hand and quickly squeezed it. I looked at my brother.
Ready? His eyes asked.
I nodded and let go of his hand.
We made our way over to the Holts.
I could see kids everywhere. Talking, joking, laughing, but not the Holt kids. In their blue (yes, they changed their suits from purple to blue, a surprise) workout suits, arguing.
Nobody else noticed we had arrived yet.
"Hey, Holts." I said loud enough so that they could hear me over their own voices.
They stopped and looked at us. It took a few seconds for Hamilton to recognize us.
"Hey, Amy. Hey, Dan." He steps forward shakes my hand and gives me a hug. He then bumps fists with Dan.
"Hi, Ham," I said.
"Hey, dude." Dan said. "What up?"
"Nothing much, just my sisters arguing." He nods at his twin sisters. "What about you?"
"Same here."
"So how has your summer been so far?"
"It's been good ..."
They kept on talking for a while about guy stuff. I noticed that Ham seemed to have gotten more muscular while his little sisters were much or less the same. I looked at myself up and down and realized that the same thing had happened to Dan and me. He looked more or less the same, but I had changed. A lot.
I finally had enough and pulled him away from his friend. We talked to other people, they were really surprised at my changes in attitude and fashion and even got a few compliments but they were not him and his sister.
Dan and I splitted up and went our separate ways. Me going to find a British jerk and my brother going to find Saladin.
A/N: Hey! I know I said that I wasn't going to write more 39 Clues fanficts but this one just kept bugging me and I had to write it. This is probably a two or three-shot, so don't expect it to be longer than that. In this fanfic, Amy's not going to be all lovey-dovey. As you might have noticed, she's planning on taking revenge upon Ian. And she does not fall for him. This is just a friendly revenge thingy. I noticed that Amy is very OOC but I made her that way for a reason. If you like and want me to update, review! And if you don't and think that is stupid or something, tell me( not that I'm going to change it) but still! Review! XOXO, emeralgreenlove
