I never really knew about my heritage. And I never really cared. The fact remained that I was left in an 'orphanage' one day when I was an infant, and whoever left me never bothered to contact me again. So I decided to return the favour and wouldn't bother to find them.
Hi. My name is Alexandria Bennet. Don't ask me how I know, I just do. Ever since I learned how to talk, I insisted that it was my name and wouldn't answer to anything else. The moment I heard the name they'd given me upon my discovery on their doorstep, I decided to change it.
What was that? You want to know what it was? Okay, I'll tell you.
Felicity Hart.
I'm not joking. Felicity Hart? Felicity? WHO ON GOD'S SWEET EARTH WANTS TO BE CALLED FELICITY HART?? It was like they were hoping that I would get bullied.
But then again, what did you expect from people who lived in those times. Oh that's right; I haven't told you my secret. Well one of my secrets anyway. The year I changed my name legally I was seven and it was 1851.
Today's date is- wait I don't know today's date. Hang on let me go and ask. Be right back…
Okay I'm back, where was I? Oh yeah the date. Well today's date is August 20th 2007.
Yeah that's right. I'm 156.
I'm 156 stuck in a 17 year old body.
A/N:so what so you think? I have no idea where I'm going with the plot so if any of you geniuses out there get an idea; let me know since I'm open to suggestions.
I've written the next four chapters and they're okay but I need to proof read them and type them up. But I've got a waiting list at home since I've got other stories ive started to type up and upload.
I wont be able to update quickly since I'm right in the middle of yr 11 GCSE mocks (not a good idea to write stories at the moment in time but what you gonna do?). Anyways, I hope you like and please review! It would make my day and I won't become all depressed and think I'm a shit writer that no one likes!
~T.K.I.M.P.~
(INSERT SMILEY HERE)
Peace out.