My first Fan Fiction.

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       Where were they? I know I told them the right day and time to pick me up from the airport. They were supposed to be here two hours ago. It's not like I could go get a taxi to take me to their house. They have neglected to tell me where they lived. Which was dumb of them. They knew I had never been to their house before. Hell, they knew I had never been to Ireland before!

  I sighed and started walking to the restroom. *This is so like Aunt Kate and Uncle Richard. Just because they are rich they think everyone has to wait on them. They have no respect for anyone if the person is not rich. * I sighed again as I opened the restroom door, and walked in. Stopping in front of a sink I looked into it and started taking slow breaths. My temper has been very short these last few weeks, and it was getting shorter by the second.

         I forced myself to stop thinking about my relatives as looked at myself in the mirror. (Not that I'm self centered or anything, it's just that I was already looking at myself, and I had to stop thinking about Them, or else I was going to go crazy.) I saw a thin, sort-of-tan skinned girl, with black shoulder length hair, and sad gray eyes. Since the accident, and the death of my parents, I could hardly recognize myself anymore.

        The car accident was the reason for all the changes in my life. It's the reason why I had to leave the U.S. Also, it's the reason why I had to move to Ireland and live with them.

         Semi-calm I straightened my shoulders, and walked out. Checking the people around me I decided to walk in the general direction as everyone else.

        * O.k. there's the exit. You could just wait for them outside. If they don't pick you up today you could sleep on the floor like that man over there is doing. Or not. * Smiling I walked out, into a somewhat blinding light.

           After my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked around, and found to my horror that someone was holding up a sign with my name on it. There was no mistaking it, it clearly said, ''Catharine Sunny.''

            I did a quick retake on the person holding the sign. He was the biggest person I had ever seen in my whole life. He was wearing black sunglasses and a suit.

            *He looks like a member of the C.I.A. or the F.B.I. or whatever they have here in Ireland. *

              At that moment a person standing next to the F.B.I. man said, ''There is no reason for her to be this late it's, just rude. Go check one more time, then were leaving. You know how I hate being in the sun.'' This was all said in a cold voice that made me want to shiver.

               The owner of the voice was a guy around my age. He was about a head taller than me. He had dark blue eyes, almost black, and black hair. You could tell by looking at him that he didn't like the sun, he was very, very white. All in all he reminded me of a vampire. The scowl on his face helped this thought too.

             ''O.k., Artemis,'' said the F.B.I. Man, ''I'll check one more time.''

              Before he could manage a step I ran up to them and said, ''Hi. I'm Catharine Sunny or Cat. What's your name?''

               The guy Artemis stepped forward, with a cold look in his eyes, and said in an even colder voice, ''It's rude to keep people waiting, do you know that? Why are you late.''

              * O.k. no, ''Hi, my name is…''and I'm the rude one? *

               ''I'm not late it's just-''

               ''Pardon me, but one of us is late. And Artemis Fowl the second is never late.''

               *Was he referring to him self in third person? * Looking into his eyes I saw that he was. *Is he that arrogant? *  I didn't mean to say anything, but I couldn't help it, ''Well, someone thinks highly of himself.''