I am writing this to hopefully get rid of my writers block for Soleanna's story, which is my Maximum Ride fanfic. At the minute my kitten is watching my every move while I write so to prevent myself from being pounced on I will let you read:

Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl, Fowl Manor or Angeline Fowl. I do own Selene and her family, Jessica belongs to my friend.

Welcome to Ireland-Chapter 1

Selene's P.O.V
I stared out of the window of my parent's car at the fast passing Irish hills, it was raining, something that I was quite used to having grown up in London, where it rained most of the time. We were moving from jam-packed London, where my mother's clothing and hair designing business was based, to the spacious Ireland countryside, where my father's new job was. Originally my mum, my younger sister, Phoebe and I were going to stay in London, and my dad would be making the trip from Ireland every weekend to see us. However some problems arose at home, meaning that we all had to move with my dad to Ireland. I really didn't care, as long as I could still keep in touch with my best friend Jessica, I was happy.
"Selene, look at that big mansion!" Phoebe said pointing at a mansion in the near distance, I sighed.
"That's Fowl Manor; our house is next to the manor (A/N: I know that Fowl Manor is in the middle of nowhere but for this story there is going to be a house next door to Fowl Manor). We are going to start a new life here in Ireland, a normal one Selene, with normal people." Mum said turning to face us in the back seat. I scowled at her and she turned back round. We drove in silence for the next five minutes, until we reached the front of Fowl Manor, even I couldn't help staring at the gothic designs on the front of the manor. We turned a corner and another, smaller but still majestic looking house stood there.
"Here is our new home, Selene, Phoebe." Dad said in his Irish-Italian accent. It was quite funny sometimes the way he said some things, he was part Italian so he wanted to say stuff in his first language, but he was also part Irish, so he also wanted to say stuff in his second language. So he would sometimes mix the two languages when he spoke, so you would have to listen carefully to what he was saying so that you could make sense of his sentences.

As you can probably see, my name is Selene, meaning Greek goddess of the moon. My younger sister is Phoebe, meaning Greek Titan of the moon, my mum and dad like Greek names. My family are vampires, passed down through our blood; of course we could also turn someone else into a vampire if we wanted to but that would have to be in dire circumstances, or so my mother told me once. We are not vampires like off Twilight, we don't sparkle and we don't drink animal blood, most of us (including my family) refuse to because it goes against our nature, no special powers like mind reading and future telling, just elemental powers and shape shifting. Shape shifting is the rarest power and only a rare few have ever gotten it or even come into contact with someone with the power. Most of the time we can get up to three powers, mine are Shadow, Fire and shape shifting, which makes me even more special. You can always tell if someone is a shape shifter, one they always have an animal following them, for me it is Phoebe's little kitten Tabitha, she follows me everywhere, Tabitha does, not Phoebe and two they are really badly against animal cruelty which I am, I hate it when someone is mean to an animal for their own pleasure. The only other person who knows that we are vampires is my best friend Jessica, who's family are vampires as well. When my mum had told me that we were moving to Ireland, I knew something was going to get me into trouble, I just didn't know how much trouble.

I walked into the house and looked around; the main room was a sort of lounge area with a flat screen TV taking up most of the space on the far wall, there was three sofas surrounding the TV and a book shelf at both ends of it. A zebra print rug on the white marble floor. There were stairs at both ends of the room leading up to a balcony that over looked the lounge and also lead to a balcony over the front of the house.
"Where's my room? Where's my room?" Phoebe asked jumping up and down.
"Up stairs, first door on the left." Dad responded following her, as she rushed up the stairs, several boxes in his arms.
"Selene your room is in the attic." Mum said, I nodded and grabbed my bags and walked up to the attic. I opened the door to my room and stepped inside, letting out a gasp. The room had dark purple walls and black carpet, on the left side of the room was a sofa with a big flat screen TV, almost camouflaged into the wall, at the far wall was a big window with two smaller windows either side. In front of the windows were a modern double bed and on each side of the bed were modern bedside tables with alarm clock and phone, to the right of the room was a ballet bar with mirrors, next to the bars was a wall length shelf, for my books and my trophies. There was a door beside the shelf to my own ensuite. I heard voices downstairs and I dumped my bag on the sofa and began to unpack my things. All books, DVDs and trophies went on the bookshelf. I walked over to the wardrobe and put my clothes away. Finally I put my laptop bag on my desk, when I heard the doorbell go. I quickly crept downstairs to be nosy.
"Hello, Mrs. Black," The voice of a woman said, after my mum opened the door. There were footsteps as they moved into the lounge and I crouched on the balcony, eavesdropping.
"Persephone, please." I heard mum insist. "It is nice to meet you Mrs. Fowl."
"Angeline." Angeline said. "I was wondering if you wanted to come round ours for dinner tonight. So that we may get to know each other more, I know you have had a long journey from London but we would be delighted if you came round." She said and I smirked. We'd be more delighted to have them for dinner.
"I think we will actually, oh Selene." Oh crap mum heard me. I quickly plastered a fake smile on my face.
"Yes?" I said looking down at her from the landing.
"Selene, come down here and meet Angeline Fowl, her family lives in the manor next door." Mum said, giving me the look parents give you when they don't want you to be rude or when they want you to shut up and behave. I nodded and walked downstairs, still smiling.
"Nice to meet you Selene." Angeline said extending her hand for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you too Mrs. Fowl." I said shaking her hand.
"Is six an ok time for you?" Angeline said directing her question to mum.
"Yes, I think it is." Mum said and Angeline smiled back at me
"Well Selene you must meet my son he is around the same age as you. I do hope you get along. Well, I'd best be going. I'm sure you need to unpacked and get ready, good day." Angeline said and walked out of the house.
"Selene can you take these boxes up to your room, hopefully that is all of your stuff, get yourself ready for tonight." Mum said I nodded and took the boxes up to my room; looks like I wasn't going to be able to practise my ballet tonight and I'd have to play nice with some rich boy, great.