Part 1: Number 13
Lee sat on the plane, headphones blasting, on her way to British Columbia, Canada for the big meeting. Having been in the snow-boarding game since she was fifteen, Evernolia "Lee" Bishopp had finally made her way to the big time. Now a seasoned veteran at twenty-four, she was ready for this race. She was number thirteen; she was in SSX Tricky.
Pulling her headphones down so that they hung around her neck, Lee looked out the window and saw that they were almost on the ground. Cool as she was trying to be, Lee felt a prickle of fear and excitement. She pushed a few strands of her wavy shoulder-length auburn hair out of her face. She had a streak on either side of her face which was dyed white and a little longer than the rest. Like Rogue, thought Lee as she got up and pulled her bag out of the overhead storage and headed off the plane with the rest of the passengers.
After retrieving her boards and other luggage from the carosel, she went to a seat and sat down to wait. After a few minutes, a man in a pinstriped suit came up to her and cleared his throat. "Excuse me, but are you Evernolia Bishopp?" he asked.
Lee nodded and said "Call me Lee." Where she had come from was plainly shown in her English accent, even though her destination was as yet unknown. The man looked happy. "Ah, yes. I'm John Vaughan, a representative of SSX Tricky. We have your cab for you and a separate car for your luggage. Please follow me."
They went outside and a couple of big men took her boards from her and stashed them in a big black van. Then Lee climbed into a cab with Vaughan.
It would take a couple of hours to get to where they were going, which was a private resort on the mountain of Garibaldi, so Lee fluffed up a pillow from her bag and leaned against the window. She pulled out a little box from her pocket, and stuck a cigarette from it into her mouth. She felt around in her pockets for her lighter, then remembered that she'd thrown it out a week ago. Removing the fag from her mouth and stashing it in her pocket, she gave Vaughan an apologetic grin. "I've been trying to quit for a month now." she said before leaning into her pillow and closing her eyes.
Lee sat on the plane, headphones blasting, on her way to British Columbia, Canada for the big meeting. Having been in the snow-boarding game since she was fifteen, Evernolia "Lee" Bishopp had finally made her way to the big time. Now a seasoned veteran at twenty-four, she was ready for this race. She was number thirteen; she was in SSX Tricky.
Pulling her headphones down so that they hung around her neck, Lee looked out the window and saw that they were almost on the ground. Cool as she was trying to be, Lee felt a prickle of fear and excitement. She pushed a few strands of her wavy shoulder-length auburn hair out of her face. She had a streak on either side of her face which was dyed white and a little longer than the rest. Like Rogue, thought Lee as she got up and pulled her bag out of the overhead storage and headed off the plane with the rest of the passengers.
After retrieving her boards and other luggage from the carosel, she went to a seat and sat down to wait. After a few minutes, a man in a pinstriped suit came up to her and cleared his throat. "Excuse me, but are you Evernolia Bishopp?" he asked.
Lee nodded and said "Call me Lee." Where she had come from was plainly shown in her English accent, even though her destination was as yet unknown. The man looked happy. "Ah, yes. I'm John Vaughan, a representative of SSX Tricky. We have your cab for you and a separate car for your luggage. Please follow me."
They went outside and a couple of big men took her boards from her and stashed them in a big black van. Then Lee climbed into a cab with Vaughan.
It would take a couple of hours to get to where they were going, which was a private resort on the mountain of Garibaldi, so Lee fluffed up a pillow from her bag and leaned against the window. She pulled out a little box from her pocket, and stuck a cigarette from it into her mouth. She felt around in her pockets for her lighter, then remembered that she'd thrown it out a week ago. Removing the fag from her mouth and stashing it in her pocket, she gave Vaughan an apologetic grin. "I've been trying to quit for a month now." she said before leaning into her pillow and closing her eyes.