Hello everyone! I know that I'm supposed to be working on Total Drama Disney World, but this came to me after I watched a movie called The Trouble With Angels, last night. To all the readers of TDDW, the new chapter will be posted before years end, promise! For now, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
"Good Bye Mary!"
"Good Bye Rachel!"
That was the last thing that I heard before falling asleep at what has to be 1am - thank you Courtney!
A few hours later:
"W-where am I?" Thought the raven-haired girl as she awoke in a very plain, yet very famillar boarding room.
The raven-haired girl got up out the bed and as she started to walk, she banged into the side of her bed. She looked around and was relieved to see that she had not woken anyone or so she had thought.
"Who are you and where's Mary Clancy? Asked a brunette girl in the bed next to the one that the raven-haired girl had just been in.
"Heather, Heather Chan. Mind telling me where I am?" Asked Heather.
"Mind telling me where my best friend is?" Persisted the brunette.
"Okay, one, I don't know where your little friend is. Two, I told you my name and the fact that you neglected to tell me yours is rude. Three, for the last time where am I?" Heather whispered loudly, annoyed.
"One, my name is Rachel Devery. Two, you're at St. Francis Prep. Three, I want to know where my best friend is now!" Replied Rachel.
"Okay, for the last time I - wait you said your name is Rachel, your best friend is Mary and this building is St. Francis Prep?" Asked Heather, realizing where she was.
"Yes, obviously." Replied Rachel with an eye roll.
"The-then that means I'm in The Trouble With Angels!" Yelled Heather, fearful of the situation.
I know it's short, but It's only a start. If I get enough reviews, I'll continue. I have another story in the works that I'm really passionate about and will be posted soon! It's going to be called Lending A Hand. Please look for it!
Here's a first look:
As Noah jumped from the plane, he was falling in fear. Eyes shut and afraid if whats to come, he thought about his life and the girls he thought he loved. After a few minutes of reminiscing, he opened his eyes to embrace the impact like a man.
Only, to his surprise he wasn't falling, someone was holding him by his shirt collar. He looked up and saw a famillar toque wearing boy on the wing of the plane shirt collar in his hand.
"Zeke!" he called with a smile. "Not that I don't like dangling by my shirt collar on the wing of a plane but could you help me up?" Asked the bookworm sarcastically.
"I could if you give me your hand eh." Replied the homeschooled outcast.
Noah reached his hands up and Zeke with all his strength pulled his friend into the aircraft.
"Thanks." Said Noah, strangely, with no sarcasm.
"No problem eh. Welcome to my er place." Said Ezekiel.
*This story is really Heather-centric and shows her nicer and missunderstood side*