Authors Note: Although it was my original purpose to have Holly as a young Irish girl i'm not very good at typing the Irish accent, so i left her vocabulary as english. I also wanted to use the Nadsat vocabulary, but because of not being familiar with it, it isn't going to be heavily used. I will put the english translation behind it for those who struggle with understanding it as much as i do. Viddy Well! On with the story.
Holly was new to the Britain area and was quite lost at the moment. She wandered up and down the streets all afternoon until she finally stopped to rest at a grocery store. She saw a lady with pink.. or was it purple.. hair walk out of the store. She had on a ghastly red trench coat and red matching hat. As she was walking to her car she dropped one of her bags. Holly rushed over to help her. "Oh my dear thank you!" the lady placed the bags in the car and looked at Holly more properly. "My dear what are you doing out this late? A pretty little lady such as you'self shouldn't be out this late! There are these boys you see, walk around and go after girls like you!" Holly looked at herself, what had the lady meant? She seemed alright. Her simple green t shirt and jeans with some sneakers. "What's your name girl?" the lady asked. "Holly." replied Holly. "And yours?" "I'm Emilie. Listen dear, i mean what i said, a young girl such as yourself shouldn't be out this late. Why don't ya come to my house and stay awhile, till you find your way around? I'm sure the husband won't mind, and my son is never home." "Sure." Holly couldn't pass up such an offer of generosity. Tomorrow she would find her way around.
Holly had assumed the lady was well off with the amount of food she had purchased, the car she was driving, the clothes she was wearing were all wonderful. Of course anyone who worked for the state would be well off, Holly had thought. But when the lady drove into an old apartment building lot and stated this is where her family had lived Holly was surprised. While they walked up the stairs to Emilie's apartment she explained why she had lived in such a wreck. "This used to be a very nice place, but once the landlord passed away no one cared to re-buy the building and everything began to fall apart. The elevator is broken, so now we use the stairs, most of the apartment rooms were vandalized by those boys. But once Alex was born we didn't want to have to move." So her sons name is Alex, Holly thought.
After Emilie had made sure Holly felt at home she left for a late shift at work. Holly had fell asleep on the couch with the tv on. She was just about to fall asleep when a boy had walked in wearing all white, with a hat and a cane. What was peculiar about the boy is his left eye had fake eyelashes. despite his unusual (and to Holly) almost comical appearance he was very attractive. His hair was wavy and dirty blonde, and he had bright blue eyes. "Welly welly welly welly welly welly well! To what do i owe the pleasure of a surprising visit from such a beautiful molodoy devotchka (young girl)?"
