Hi, so this is my first ff. I got nothing to say here, but enjoy! And don't forget to rate and review! : 3
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LITTLE WHITE HORSE OR THE SECRET OF MOONACE.
Every student at the London boarding school sat at their desks, listening intently. All but one single brunette. Who sat half listening, half day dreaming. Her day dreams were interrupted once she, and everyone around her, heard a loud knock on the door. Their teacher, a short woman with gray hair, went to unlock the door and let the unexpected visitor inside. "Excuse me please miss, is Hazel Rose Merry weather here?" in an instant Hazel looked back, her light brown pony tail whipping around her as she did so. "Yes, she is here," the middle-aged teacher turned around abruptly and said "come here Hazel, this man would like to see you." Hazel stood up hesitantly, gathering her stuff off of her desk and turning around to speak with the tall man who was dressed in a black suit. He led her to another hall where he was sure they would not be interrupted "who are you?"
Said Hazel curiously "I am James winter, I have a message for you." James said as he handed Hazel a sealed envelope. She cautiously took the envelope and thanked James Quietly as she went up to the room she shared with her best friend Amy. She entered and sat at her bed while putting away her school books, and then sat there staring at the envelope in her hands for about a minute before she decided to open up the letter and read it.
Hazel,
I am so sorry to inform you that your parents died in a car accident today, you are to return to Moonacre valley today to live in the Moonacre manor with me, your uncle.
Benjamin Merryweather
Hazel read the letter again and again, hoping it was an illusion. But sadly for her, it wasn't. After what had seemed to be the hundredth time reading it, she left the letter to fall to the ground and broke out crying.
Amy entered the room to find Hazel sobbing her eyes out "OhmygodHazelwhathappened!" screamed Amy in shock at seeing Hazel crying, Hazel never cried. "My parents…car crash…I'm leaving." She said through sobs. Amy sat down beside her and hugged her in an attempt to comfort her; Amy is good at comforting so it worked. About five minutes later Hazel stopped crying and looked at Amy with red, puffy eyes "When are you leaving?" said Amy sympathetically "In about two hours." "Well then would you like help packing?
"Offered Amy "yeah, that would be nice." Replied Hazel. And so they started packing.
Amy did the clothes, while hazel packed everything personal, like her diary and her sketch book and her writing book and I could go on forever if I had the time.
Hazel and Amy spent the rest of her time there talking about the times they've had in the past "Do you remember the time that you hid a pin on the teacher's chair?" "Yeah, she was absent for a whole week. Which was a new unplanned vacation for-." Amy was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
A saddened Hazel stood up, embraced her best friend and, took her bag then opened the door.
"Are you Hazel Rose Merryweather?" "Yes" "good, I am Digweed. Come with me outside." Said the chubby old man, while taking Hazel's suit case and walking off Hazel in tow.
As she descended the stairs Hazel was shocked to find a carriage, not at all what she's used to. She stopped suddenly staring at the carriage with her olive green eyes and then started to the carriage once again, this time looking down at her feet, deep in thought.
She sat down in the carriage, wondering how long will it take them to get to moonacre and then said "Hey Digweed, how long will it be until we arrive to moonacre?" "Three hours, miss merryweather." 'great' thought Hazel.
She was bored, Hazel had nothing to do but look out the window and stare at the moving countryside scenery and in the rush of packing, Hazel had forgotten all of her reading books in the old room she and Amy shared. She couldn't draw or write with the carriage driving over the bumpy road either. So all she had was her habit of day dreaming. Even that didn't last long, for an hour later the carriage came to an abrupt stop. Hazel was startled out of her daydreams by the sudden stop, and being pulled out of the carriage window by a man in black wearing a mask. Hazel let out a surprised yelp before looking into her captor's eyes, his beautiful dark brown eyes.
He pulled her out of the carriage and she started struggling, but no matter how hard she tried he wouldn't let go. Hazel had an idea; she looked down at her studded sandals and then kicked the boy in the shins so he would let her go.
As soon as he did, she ran back into the carriage and shouted out to the boy "That'll teach you not to mess with me anymore!"
She sat down in the carriage and looked to see Digweed unlocking a gate and returning to his place behind the horse reins. She glanced back nervously to check if the mysterious boy was still there; to her relief he wasn't there anymore
Time skip
Hazel looked forward to see a big beautiful house, which she suspected to be the moonacre manor, a few minutes later the carriage stopped; her suspicions were correct.
Digweed came off of his place to help Hazel with her heavy suit case. Hazel looked to the man standing out in front of the manor and went over to greet her uncle, she wasn't expecting the coldness in his voice and the indifferent stare he gave her, very unlike her parents who were a loving pair.
Benjamin led her up the stairs which went around in loops and made hazel dizzy after a while. At last they have arrived to her room; it looked rather tiny from the outside; the door was very small but elegant.
She entered the room to find a chair on the right of the door and a desk on the other, the walls were painted with a landscape of what she assumed to be the village just outside the gates of the manor, the bed was big and elegant and had a golden seashell on the middle of the head board.
And then the Hazel noticed the balcony so she decided to go outside for some fresh air, once she was outside she noticed the boy she met earlier, only without the mask he wore the first time they met, Hazel only recognized him by his signature bowler hat and the red scarf he wore around his neck.
"I see we meet again, princess."
So we meet again readers
I will try to update very often but some chapters might not be so good because what do you expect a 12 year old girl to be able to write? A professional novel?
Oh well, hope you enjoyed and please DON'T FORGET TO RATE AND REVIEW UNDERSTAND?!
