Okay here goes my second story hope you like it. Don't have plans for where it's going I just tend to write whatever pops in to my head at the time so here's to hoping I don't get writers block halfway through. Disclaimer I own nothing coronation street related.

"SOPHIE!" A woman stood shouting up the stair from the living room of her house.

"We're running late," A man said standing just behind her looking at his watch.

"It's fine we'll be leaving as soon as Sophie comes down," The woman replied to him.

"Well I wish she would hurry up," He moaned in return.

"What difference does it make, not like we have a plane to catch is it?" commented a girl who was standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed.

"Rosie would you drop it we're going on a family holiday. We couldn't afford to go abroad this year," He answered her.

"Then how could you afford that thing?" Rosie asked glancing out the window in disgust.

Sitting out the front of the families house was a caravan hooked up to a van clearly intended to tow it.

"Do we have to go through this every five minutes?" Her mum asked with a heavy sigh.

Rosie never got the chance to answer, though she looked ready to, as the final member of the family came running down the stairs. The mum, Sally, was blonde, had her hair cut short and she was small built. The dad, Kevin, had brown hair, along with his two daughters, he wasn't much taller than his wife and was also not a very big man. The eldest of the two daughters was Rosie who was wearing a rather low cut top and a lot of make up completely different to her younger sister. Sophie was wearing a t-shirt that showed off her slender build but covered her up a lot more than her sisters top did with her. And her face appeared make up free apart from a small spec of eye liner which highlighted her piercing blue eyes. She walked in looking clearly unhappy.

"I can't believe you are doing this to me," was all she said to her mum and dad before heading out the door.

Rosie quickly followed her linking there arms as she caught up with her while walking out the door. They headed straight for the car Rosie taking the front passenger seat while Sophie got in the back. They both slammed there doors behind them.

"You would think we were sending them to hell," there mum stated as they watched them.

"Don't worry about it Sal, they'll soon warm to the idea," He told her as they too headed out.

"Well you can tell them we're not taking the car then," She smiled as she locked the door and headed to the van.

"Great," He muttered under his breath heading over to the car he opened the door for the passenger side front seat and bent down so he could see in. "Right out you get."

"We want to ride in the car with mum Soph and I don't like the van," Rosie said simply.

"We're not taking the car," He replied quietly.

"WHAT!" Sophie shouted out looking up with shock from the back seat,

"You want all four of us to squeeze into that van of yours?" Rosie asked in disbelief.

"Yes there is plenty of room now come on," He said.

"This just keeps getting better," Sophie mumbled pulling herself from the car.

"I get the window seat," Rosie burst out as she ran past Sophie to beat her to the van.

Sophie was squashed up in the van between her mum and her sister while they drove away from the street. Rosie waved out at Jason as they passed him leaving the shop.

"I still don't see why I had to come on this holiday when Jason said I could stay at his," Rosie stated.

Sally rolled her eyes having heard her daughter repeat that statement several hundred times over the past few days.

"We're going together as a family and that includes all of so I don't want to hear another word about it," Her dad replied.

They were silent until they passed out of Manchester when Sophie interrupted the silence.

"Are we there yet?"

"No," was the short reply she got from her dad.

5 minutes later…

"Are we there yet?" Sophie repeated for the fourth time.

"No," her dad almost whispered starting to get annoyed.

10 minutes later….

"Are we there yet?" this was the sixteenth time and one too many for Sally.

"What is wrong?" She snapped.

"Nothing it was just a question," Sophie replied.

"Clearly you have something against this holiday so out with it."

"Living in that for a week with you three isn't my idea of a holiday," Sophie replied.

"Well it won't be much of a holiday unless you drop that attitude," Her mum said with a raised voice.

"Dad can you put the radio on?" Rosie asked both her mum and Sophie turning to stare at her. "What I don't won't to sit listening to you two."

"Am with you there," Her dad agreed turning the radio on.

"Kevin don't encourage her." Sally whispered to her husband but it was so loud both Sophie and Rosie heard though neither commented.

"Put it on Capital," Rosie said to her dad as he started changing through the different channels finally landing on the right one.

"Thanks," Rosie smiled looking out the window as they fell in to silence.

An hour later…

"Dad-" Sophie started but never got the chance to continue as her mum cut in.

"If you say are we there yet I swear to god we're turning back." She fumed.

"Are we there yet," Rosie suddenly burst out "Please turn back." She mumbled under her breath afterwards.

"Very funny Rosie," Sally said giving Kevin a light slap on the arm as she saw him smiling.

"Stop the van," Sophie burst out quickly.

"Look I don't know what has gotten in to you but we are no-" Sally was cut off mid rant.

"Am going to be sick," Sophie said barely audible.

"STOP!" Rosie squealed as she pushed herself against the door away from Sophie.

"These Jeans are brand new I do not want puke on them so pull over already!" Rosie shouted to her dad as he pulled into the hard shoulder when he could.

As soon as the van came to a halt Rosie jumped out giving Sophie plenty of room to nearly fall out after her.

"Just let it out Soph," Rosie said still keeping her distance.

"Get back in the van Rosie," Sally said as she walked over to her youngest daughter.

Sophie was bent over staring down at the grass enjoying the slight breeze against her face, she was pretty sure that if she had eaten any breakfast it would have come up. Her eyes were watering and though she no longer felt sick she felt like she was about to pass out.

"Sophie are you ok?" Her mum asked coming up behind her.

"Just brilliant," Sophie managed to mumble before straightening up.

"Here."

Sophie turned to see her mum holding out a tissue and quickly took it heading back to the van.

"Your not sitting next to me," Rosie said as soon as Sophie appeared at the door.

"I wouldn't want to," Sophie said letting her mum climb in before her so she was by the window.

"Everyone ready?" Kevin asked with no reply.

He didn't bother waiting for one as he knew it wasn't likely so pulled out of the hard shoulder and continued down the motorway. Sophie opened her widow a couple of inches ignoring Rosie's protests about the cold. The feeling of the cold kept her from feeling sick and it didn't take long for her to drift off to sleep head resting against the window.

Elsewhere…

"SIAN!" A man shouted standing behind the counter of a small reception.

"Yeah?" came the reply as a blonde girl poked her head round the door that went through the back.

"Can you show Mr and Mrs Stanly to pitch 43, thanks" He said not really asking more telling as he didn't wait for a reply but instead turned to the computer.

"No problem dad," Sian replied in a sarcastic tone before turning to the customers her tone completely changing.

"Hi if you would like to follow me," Sian said holding the door open for them to exit.

"Thanks," The woman said kindly as she followed her husband.

"I'll ride round to your pitch and you can follow with the car that ok?" Sian as she walked up to a quad sitting in a space just by the door to the reception.

"That sounds fine," This time it was the husband that spoke as he and his wife headed to there car.

As the couple climbed into there car Sian pulled on the helmet her dad insisted on her wearing. It was the only concern he seemed to show for her and because of this she thought it was more so he couldn't get in trouble if she fell off rather than her getting hurt. Despite this she still done as she was told all the time. She would put money on that she done more work than anyone else in the campsite, if she had any money that was. Hearing the car engine she started up the quad then with a quick thumbs up to check they were ready she pulled away. She loved riding even though she wasn't able to go fast while she had customers following her she was glad to be out for 5 minutes, it definitely beat homework. It didn't take long to get to there pitch so she soon found her self stopping and directing them in by hand. She helped them park up before she turned to leave.

"Thanks for your help," The woman said with a smile.

"No problem you need anything just head to reception," Sian said before heading back up to reception herself a little faster than before.

"I need you to work the desk for a couple of hours I just got a call from Clark he has the flu or something so am needed behind the bar it'll only be till closing from 4ish," her dad said the minute she passed through the door.

"Okay but I need to get my essay done so am I fine for now?" She asked.

"Yeah off you go I'll shout when I need you," he said.

Sian went through the back and sat at the desk she had set up there with all her school stuff spread out there and got to work.

Her dad didn't shout on her for almost an hour she was surprised he lasted so long.

"What?" She asked sticking her head round the corner like she had before.

"Can you show the Webster's to pitch 82 please."

Okay so I would have liked it to be longer as I wanted more Sian to even it out but this is it hope you liked it.