The streets of Boston were busy as usual so nobody noticed the girl walking on the sidewalk, her hair was black and dirty, she wore a grey sweater and jeans which was way to cold since it was December.
The girl looked around to make sure nobody saw her, she seemed nervous for some reason.
After walking away from the busy streets and to a more quiet neighborhood the girl walked up to a big mansion.
At first she hesitated.
"What if they don't remember me, what if they hate me. I don't know what to do if they hate me, I don't have anywhere to live I haven't had for two years now." She thought but at last she decided to knock on the big french wooden doors leading in to the mansion.
It took about five minutes until anybody opended the doors and the gir didn't think anybody was home, but when she set her first foot on the sidewalk again she heard a very familiar voice.
"For the last time, WE. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. BUY. BISCUITS. Or as you americans for some reason call them, cookies, what a stupid word, and I don't care if Dan told you he wanted to buy, he's not allowed to buy them." Ian Kabra said with a very annoyed voice. The girl's heart almost stopped, didn't he remeber her?
"I am not here to sell any biscuits." She answered in hope that he just didn't recognize her from how she looked, she had changed a lot during these two years after all.
"N N Natalie?" Ian almost whispered to the girl in front of her.
"Who's at the door Ian, is it another cookie girl?" Amy Cahills voice rang out from inside the house
"C..Come quick A..Amy!" Ian yelled at her. Footsteps came closer to the door when Amy worked her way through the mess that her little brother had made while pretending he was a ninja (again).
"Since when do you stu... Natalie?" Amy said with a at first questioning but later shocked voice.
Hope you liked the chapter. I'm gonna make Natalie say what is needed.
Natalie: Why?
Me: If you do, I'll give you your poisons and dart gun back.
Natalie: Katarina, here is truly sorry if she spelled anything wrong, she's not that good at spelling, or if she's been doing things wrong with the grammatic, she's not that good at that either... Oh and because she forgot to write it before, she doesn't own the 39 clues or me, Amy, Ian, Fiske, Nellie or Dan, I wish she owned Dan though, then he might would be to busy to be in this story.
Me: Good girl, but don't call me Katarina, it's a really annoying and ugly name... *Gives Natalie the poisons and dart gun*
Natalie: Thank you Cat *whispers arina*
Me: I herd that...