The night sky sparkled, the ancient stars burning as bright as ever. Scarlet Winters sighed as the stars passed by, one after the other. The moment they had arrived in London, her father (Arthur Winters) picked up the car he had purchased in advance and they had spent the past SIX hours driving to their new home in Knightenburry Square. Six hours with her father alone would not be the end of the world, but even one hour with Rosemary Martins, her step-mother, was unbearable.
She increased the volume of her music (which was already at full blast), trying to drown out Rosemary. Scarlet was seriously considering jumping out the window as a form of salvation when she caught a glimpse of something amazing, and completely and utterly impossible. She saw an owl, white as snow, flying whilst carrying an envelope in it's mouth. The flying part is completely normal, but the envelope? Why in the name of sanity would an owl be carrying an envelope in it's mouth?!
I must be hallucinating. Thought Scarlet.
Scarlet had decided to forget the strange "vision", when suddenly another owl swooped past, also carrying an envelope. This owl was soon followed by a third and a fourth.
"DAD! Did you see that?" exclaimed Scarlet.
"See what Cupcake?" he asked, glancing at her reflection in the rear view mirror.
"Don't call me cupcake." ordered Scarlet. "And 4 owls just flew past our car with envelopes in their mouths!"
"That's impossible, cupcake." he said, emphasizing cupcake.
Rosemary turned around to face Scarlet in the back. "Scarlet darling, there's absolutely no way so many owls would fly past us, holding envelopes and us not noticing them. I think you're just a tad bit drowsy from jet lag."
Scarlet tossed her head. "Whatever. And your accent's still too fake. You sound like a pathetic wannabe, oh right, you are. Mimicking a badaccent isn't going to get you anywhere in this country."
"Oh, is that so?" chided Rosemary, still speaking in her horribly fake accent. "Let's hear yours then."
Scarlet rolled her eyes, this has to be the fifty billionth time that Rosemary had demanded to hear her accent. "Well then, dear stepmother, what is it exactly that thou wisheth for me to say in a british accent? Well, technically speaking, we're the ones with the accent as british english is original english." Scarlet beamed a sarcastic smile. "How was that, mother?"
"Close, but the e's are pronounced as a's." said Rosemary.
"Wrong language, e's are pronounced as a's in french when the e in question has an accent agué above it. Didn't you learn anything in school?"
"Why you little-"
"LADIES!" Interrupted Arthur. "Calm yourselves. You're getting off topic. Scarlet does have a point though, your accent is horrible Rose. Please don't use it otherwise you'll offend the country, let alone neighbours."
HAH! WINNER! Thought Scarlet.
The rest of the car ride passed with no more envelope holding owls and no more arguments.
- that's all i have so far, yeah, it's not much, sorry, i promise i'll work on it.