This might be a short book or not, I'm not sure, but wrote this all with a box of Thin Mints. ;)

Chapter One- And the cookies arrive!

NINA'S POV

(March 16th And Victor is dead)

I walked down the stairs Friday night, yawning and wanting to talk to one of my best friends, Whitney, who was in America and probably enjoying that soccer season was about to start.

"Nina, package!" Trudy called, the others stuck there head out of the living room door to see what I got.

Trudy had a pretty big box in her hands.

"There you go, dearie." She smiled as she set the box down. I smiled and got on my knees and tore open the box. It was from America, so maybe Gran sent some of my other clothes, or Whitney and (my other best friend) Mazy, sent me soccer gear and demand that I learn the sport.

I looked inside the box and screamed with delight. "NO WAY!" The others ran over. I pulled out a green box with a white piece of paper stuck to it.

Nina,

We thought you would like some Girl Scout Cookies (since you know, there isn't any there!)

Also, Whit and I continued the tradition and got you a shirt, (since you ditched us for England).

But we better get a letter back and a picture of your super-hot, super cute, and super H-O-T boyfriend.

(We already said hot, but it needs to be said again!) Your BFFs forever! (And you know it!)

-Whitney (Whit) and Mas (Mazy)

"So, what's the box?" Jerome asked, which made me jump, I forgot they were behind me.

"Oh, you know, cookies." I said, closing the box up. Alfie and Jerome snatched the box and looked at it greedily, than confused.

"Girl Scouts?" Alfie asked, as I snatched the box from his hands.

"Yeah, Girl Scouts." I said, rolling my eyes.

"You got sent a box of Girl Scouts cookies?" Jerome asked, I nodded and the two laughed. "What's so special about a box of cookies?"

"They only come around once a year and they are to die for."

"Let's try one than." Patricia said.

"Okay," I shrugged, looking like it wasn't a big deal, but it was.

Have you ever had just one Thin Mint?

Heck no!

I opened the box of Thin Mints and gave on to each of them.

"Doesn't look very special." Mara said, staring at the cookie. I sighed, took a bite on the cookie and savored the bite. Fabian and Amber shrugged and took a bite, their eyes lit up.

"Oh my gosh!" Amber said, eating the rest of the cookie in one bite. Fabian finished it as well. The others shrugged and took a bit.

"Good cookie." Jerome sighed, (who finished the cookie in one bite.)

Everyone but Fabian, smiled and looked at the box.

"No." I said, putting the box behind my box. "No more."

"Aw, Nins, come on, they are to die for!" Amber whined.

"Told you." I said, walking back slowly. Fabian grabbed the box and started walking up the stairs. I ran up with him, into mine and Amber's room, and locking the door.

I sat on the bed and Fabian pushed the box under my bed.

"You know," He said, sitting beside me, "I would sleep with a stick."

There was some loud banging on the door and hollering.

"NINA OPEN THE DOOR!" Patricia yelled.

"Yeah! Share the minty goodness!" Amber added.

"Come on!" Mick said.

"Nah!" I called.

"Your going to have to open up sometime!" Alfie said.

"Wait." Jerome yelled, the banging stopped. "Do you think we could buy some on the internet?"

"Yeah, maybe." I said.

"TO THE INTERNET!" Jerome hollered and after that, there was a series of footsteps down the stairs.

"They won't be able to buy them, you know." Fabian said.

"Yeah, but I'm going to camp the night in the attic, want to come?" I asked.

"Sure, why not."

We were already in our pajamas, so Fabian picked up the box and the two of us snuck up to the attic.

As we pushed some boxes in front of the door I heard Jerome yell, "They won't ship to England!"

Fabian and I laughed silently as he pulled out the box we kept some blankets and pillows in. Since some nights we would get stuck up here when Victor was here, we just decided to keep some stuff up here.

It was colder than I expected, I pulled my knees to my chest and tried to kept the little body heat I had, from leaving.

Fabian pulled out the thickest blanket and slid it over me as I lay against the wall. He smiled at me as he lay against the wall, humming a tune.

I yawned tired.

And soon I fell asleep….

Sorry, super short, but you know… Like it? Want more? Hate it? Comment and get a Thin Mint, (or a new chapter, whatever you prefer.)