So I've decided to finally give it a go and actually upload one of my stories. Surprise, surprise! Hope you enjoy it! All rights go to Universal Studios and the Mummy movies. So please don't sue, I have no money.
She took the mug from the coffee dispenser and sat back down at the kitchen table. It wasn't her favorite place to study, nor was it the most comfortable. But she would have to deal with the uncomfortablness; in fact that's why she choose this spot. She needed to stay concise, considering this was her sixth cup of coffee. She probably shouldn't have gotten it, but just the hard, light, maple chair wasn't gonna be able to keep her awake. The Egyptology book sat in front of her, the heiroglyfics blurring together wasn't helping her. She had to study for her final exam, or she would have to wait until next year so she could take it again.
She shivered; the jacket she had on wasn't helping keep out the chill of winter that seemed to have seeped into her apartment. Moving her red hair that she had inherited from her mother, out of the way so she didn't pull it, she wrapped it tighter around her.
She looked at her clock on the oven to find it said 2:30. Its not as late as she usually stayed up, but considering the exam, she needed to get to bed. She closed the book, stood up, and was about to go to her room, but then her phone rang. Putting the new, red book down, she picked up her cell and answered it.
"Hello?" She said into the phone, wondering who would be calling her at this hour.
"Oh, my God. Grace, you have to get here now. We just found something at the site. We don't know what it is, but maybe you do," a familiar, excited voice said hurriedly, Grace rolled her eyes.
"Michy, I have an exam in 6 hours. I can't just go out to the dig site and be back at 8:45, its physically impossible! Just wait until after I'm done and I'll come look at it. Okay?" She heard a sigh on the other line, and knew that she was gonna get it later.
"Okay, Matthew says hi."
"Tell him hi back. Love you."
"'Kay. Love you, too. Good night,"
"Night,"
Grace hung up, and took a deep breath. She would give anything to be with Michy and Matt at the moment, but she'd have to get her head out of that desert. She hadn't been called out to the dig in a long time. Of course they'd have to call hours before the exam which she needed to keep her mind on. She took another deep breath and exited the kitchen. She walked down her hallway, that was literally only two yards long, and entered her bedroom.
The extremely heavy, oak wood, queen-size bed looked so comforting, Grace instantly stripped and put on just a really big, baggy t-shirt. She crawled under the twany, satin sheets and pulled the blue and tan comforter to get chest. She reached over to her antique nightstand that she had gotten from her grandmother that lives in Egypt had sent her, along with the lamp that she was switching off.
She settled into that mattress as she finally let sleep take her.
So, what did ya think? I know it's short, I promise the other chapters will be longer. Should I continue? Be honest. I'm actually thinking of using this character in other stories too. Should I? R&R, please!