Alright this is my version of how National Treasure should have gone in the point of a 15 year old girl who goes on vacation to Washington D.C. to visit her cousin who works in the…National Archives building? Right? I don't know if that is right so if it isn't and you know please review so I can fix it. Anyway here is chapter 1…
"Are you seriously going to Washington D.C. over summer vacation?" My best friend Courtney asks me as we walk home after the last day of school. I nod happily.
"Yeah, I'm going to go see my eldest cousin. She works with the government I'm not sure where though but I'll let you know when I get back. Anyway, she wants me to help her find some George Washington campaign pin. I'm just thinking that it would be a miracle if she found it. But still there is the possibility." I tell her. She nods as if she knew what I was talking about so I roll my eyes and walk into my house yelling over my shoulder that she has to call me and laughing she agrees. I then run up to my room and slam the door on accident, turn my music up, and start to pack. I was going to be there for two weeks and I wanted to have enough clothes to look cool but little enough so my cousin would think I had to go shopping. She told me I needed a fancy dress and shoes and I was going to use my dress I used for our ending ceremony at my school. It was an all girls private school so we always ended in a big party where we invite the boys from the all boys school across the valley and have a huge dance. It was almost as big as the senior prom except only seniors were aloud. Of course I didn't meet anyone at the dance but I was hoping I would meet someone during the summer.
I was to wait 3 days before I could get on the plane and go see my favorite, oldest cousin Abigail. I already had all my outfits for every occasion picked out from lazy days on the couch doing nothing but reading to a very fancy party with a bunch of adults and no teens. She had told me about it and said it should be cute but modest. AllI said was, "Sure whatever you say Abby." That was her nickname from me. My nickname was Lily, she said it is almost like Lillia but shorter.
"Lil',its time for bed! Turn out the light and go to sleep, its already 10:30 for crying out loud!" I roll my eyes. Like thats late. But despite my teenage instincs I turn out the light and crawl into bed. As soon as my head hit my pillow, I fell asleep.
The next few days I did everything normally. I woke up checked my e-mail, e-mailed a few people, took a shower, ate lunch (I'd been getting up around 9:30 to 10:00), rode my bike to my friends house, rode to the beach, swam for a while, tanned, went home ate dinner, typed a journal entry, and went to bed. We didn't go to the beach 3 days in a row but we went to the movies and went shopping. Nothing exciting. The only thing that was different, beside doing different things everyday, was thatI had in my mind that I was going to Washington D.C. to see all the sights and party and shop. At firstI was supposed to go out durring spring break but insteadI went on a week longband trip with my all girls private school. So, instead of going to the capital of the United States of America I went on a band trip to Sacramento and talked my brains out about anything and everything we could think of.
When finally the three long days of waitng were over my parents drove me to the airport said their goodbye's and giving me a little cash to spend, I boarded the plane and we took off. Abby had gotten me a FIRST CLASS TICKET so I was good to go. I watched two inflight movies and took a hlf hour nap just to keep me awake. I had actaully started getting bored when the pilot told us that we were only ten minutes until we land. I think I actaully cheered because a few people sitting across from me looked at me funny but I just shrugged and they faced their right way shaking their heads. I walk out of the plane duffle bag and messanger bag in hand I see Abigail and run toward her.
"Lily! I can't believe you are finally here. It is so cool! I have so much planned for us. How was your flight?" She says in all one breath.
"Fine, but I am a little hungry." I confess. She smiles.
Great! I know the perfect place." Ten minutes later we were at a small italian restruant. We get seated and I order a rasberry lemonade to start with.
"Hm, this stuff is good!" I tell her. she agrees when she gets the same thing.
"So, what do you want to do while you are here?"
"Well, I was hoping to see the monuments and the Declaration of Independence."
"That sounds good. What do you want to see first." I think for a second.
"I want to see where you work." She smiles.
"Cool! I'll show you, but then we have to get ready for the Gala tonight. Everyone who donates anything is comming. Did you bring a dress." I nod. "Great! What does it look like?"
"Well, its light blue and... it kind of looks like the Cinderella dress. But so much more comfortable." She laughs.
"I bet. That dress she wears looks so uncomfortable." Our food comes and we stop talking. Lets just say it was tradition in my family. I had ordered spagetti and was done before she was so I grabbed my phone and starts texting Courtney.
what r u doin?
readin y?
bord
i c sorry
oh well
where r u?
some italian restruant can't spell it
he he so what r u gonna do first?
go c her work.
cool! well g2g
ok bye!
bye
When the check came she paid all of it much to my displeasure. I had offered my money to pay for my food but she wouldn't take it. I roll my eyes and hop into her car and she drives towardthe national archives building. Amazed with everything i lean out the window and catch glimpses of national monutments.
"We're here!" She exclaims. I look ahead of me and smile. How cool! I step out of the car and look around looking at all the trees, cars, and buildings.
"Wow. This place is cool!"
"I know. Thats why I came here in the first place. Well lets go on up and I'll show you my office. Plus i might have a message or something." I nod and follow her up towards her office.