This is my first fanfic. I am a little nervous about how you will like it. Please review, if even one person does I will update with the next chapter.
Chapter One: Really, why here?
At the Darcy Household
'Of all the places in the world,' thought Will, 'my father had to choose the one in the middle of no where to get over Mother.' Will had been thinking this the whole ride up to Lake Roosevelt from Seattle. He now stood on the houses deck, sighing as if this place worse than being trapped in the desert with out any water, with a bunch of rattle snakes.
"Why couldn't he buy himself an island, and get himself a hot French Super Model, to fool around with, like every other rich divorce over the age of 40?" Complained William Darcy to his best friend, Charles Bingley, as they carried their luggage for the next three months into his dad's new house.
"Well maybe it's because French models, super or not, do not speak English, and Jonny Depp has got the best islands and the best models already." Replied Charles with a smirk as Will stood there scowling.
Suddenly as if by magic, Georgina Darcy was there asking if someone had mentioned Jonny Depp.
Then out came Mr. Darcy looking a lot older than his 40 years. If you would have just seen him, you would have assumed that he was at least 55 years old. "So has everyone chosen a room, the movers want to began unloading the furniture." Said Mr. Darcy in his new droll. He had not been the same after the divorce and had even stopped trying to hid it from the children.
"Ya Daddy! We are completely ready to PAR-TAY!" Yelled Georgian, as she danced around the deck, waving her arms around.
Mr. Darcy smiled at his innocent daughter(one of the few things he smiled at now.) and Charles as he began to dance with her. Well Will gave them a disapproving look, and went inside without another word.