Disclaimer!
I DO NOT OWN OR MAKE MONEY FROM THE PATRIOT OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. I MERELY LIKE TO PLAY! HOWEVER I DO OWN BOBBIE, JO, DANNI AND KIELY. DO NOT STEAL THEM THEY HAVE TAKEN ALOT OF WORK.
Chapter 1
A Hangover From Hell
"Cheers!"
Four friends knocked their wine glasses together, as they began their university graduation celebrations. The academic year had been good to Bobbie(Roberta) Saulter, Jo(Joanna) Cruz, Danni(Danielle) Dean and Kiely (Morgan) Kelly. All four had passed their final exams with flying colours, and were, like most other graduates from their university, celebrating the start of their last Summer holiday before they entered the big wide world of work.
The four had been studying at Cambridge University, but, prior to their University education had been living in America. They had returned there to visit family and friends. In truth, they didn't like England much. Sure the shops were ok, and the fish and chips even better, but the weather was to unpredictable, and the distance away from home made them feel lonely and homesick at times.
"You know if we don't stop drinking we're gonna have a massive hangover in the morning don't you?" Bobbie said, as Jo refilled their glasses.
"Not to mention the fact that we're gonna be in the car all day tomorrow." Danni added.
"Thats why Kiely's driving." Jo smiled at her friend, who was, at that moment, staring in to space as she sipped her coke.
Although her given name was Morgan, she had been called Kiely for as long as she could remember. Petite and curvy, with hair that was almost blood red in colour, and emerald green eyes that resembled those of a cat, Kiely was Irish down from the way she talked in her soft Irish brogue, to her fromidable temper that had yet to meet its match. She had grown up in Boston, after her parents had moved there from their native Ireland. She had pursued a career in Equine Management, intending to start her own riding school, however this idea had been cast aside after a nasty fall stopped her from riding. Frustrated by the treatment she had recieved from her doctors, and upset by them telling her that she would never be able to do more than a gentle trot, she had ended up studying medicine, in particular herbal remedies. She was a non-smoker, non-drinker, and held an almost obsessive interest in issues of controversy. The problem was she had her opinions, and she had the knowledge to back them up. No one messed with Kiely when she was in a bad mood and survived.
The four girls were history fanatics, and had rented out a farmhouse in South Carolina. It dated back to the to 1770's, and had been built just before the American War for Independence. It was five miles East of Charleston, which was rife with History. The girls couldn't wait, and were driving down in Kiely's jeep the next day. Their bags were packed in the trunk of the car, and had left various messages with their employers telling them of their six weeks absence.
"Hmm come again?" Kiely jolted out of her stupor looking at her friends with a smile on her face.
"Bobbie said we're gonna have massive hangovers in the car tomorrow." Jo looked at her friend, a look of amusement gracing her face.
"Then stop drinking."
"This is a celebration we're meant to be drinking."
"Fine but ya'll be the one's suffering tomorrow, and don't think I'm stopping every five minutes so you can be sick!"
"We won't need to stop we can take our alchohol."
Kiely arched a perfect eyebrow. "I'll believe that when i see it." She allowed herself a smug smile. She new very well what her friends would be like tomorrow, and was tempted to lay money on that fact, but decided against it. Everytime she gambled with something she nearly always lost. The luck of the Irish seemed to have missed her out somewhere along the way.
The jeep sped down the little country lanes, scenery whizzing pass them as Kiely sped up from forty to sixty miles an hour, with Pinks, Leave Me Alone (I'm lonely!) blaring out of the radio. Bobbie and Jo groaned from the back seat, whilst Danni had gone a funny a shade of green in the passenger seat. Finally, after six hours of driving (it would have taken less time but numerous stops slowed them down), they pulled up at the driveway of their home for the next six weeks.
The farmhouse loomed in front of them. It was an impressive building, two floors high with a balcony running the length of the front of the house, painted white walls with sash windows and bottle green coloured shutters. A barn and what looked remotely like a stable stood to the left of the house, and the neighing of several horses caught the girls attention.
"Horses!" Jo squeled. All signs of her hangover vanished as she lept out of the jeep and ran towards what had now been confirmed as stables.
Joanna Cruz was a classic latino. Big dark eyes and soft dark curls framed her pretty face. She had been around horses all her life, what with her grandparents owning a stud in Ohio. She was the only one of the four to own her own horse. An Arab/Thoroughbred cross called Zorro. She hailed from Mexico, and spoke with a slightly Spanish accent. Jo was tall and slender, and was not as close to Kiely as the others. The only thing the two had in common was their passion for dancing, and this shared activity had become a limited pasttime together. She was tall and slender, like a racehouse, and was prone to outbursts of temper. She and Kiely would often come to blows, and their friendship was more often than not standing on rocky ground.
Whilst Danni followed her friend, squeling in excitement, Bobbie hung back. She had seen the wistful look on Kiely's face, and knew what was on her mind.
"Are you coming?"
"No."
"C'mon it's been over 3 years now."
"I know that."
"So c'mon then nothing more can happen."
"For someone who supposed to have a hangover you're doing an awefully good job of hiding it."
"Have it your way then."
Kiely sighed as she watched her friend walk away. After a moment's pause she slowly climbed out of the jeep,and began the laborous task of unloading the bags and getting settled in the house.
SO THERE IT IS! THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC EVER SO ALL REVIEWS AND CRITICISM WELCOME. SORRY IF THIS SEEMS TOO SHORT OR SLOW IM JUST SETTING THE SCENE. NEXT CHAPTER COMING SOON!