Hey everyone, so here's chapter 2 of English Tourists! I hope you like it! :)
Audrey woke up the next morning with a bad feeling in her stomach. She was sprawled across her queen size bed like a starfish, enjoying her last comfortable sleep before she had to endure an entire week in a hick town.
Mystic Falls; it sounded familiar which came as no surprise because she did a little background check on her laptop and every article that popped up was on the masses of murders and tragedies that occurred there. There were two words that were ever-present in each article she read: animal attack; so that was a massive give away that this place was a mecca for vampires. Smashing, this was sure to be a blast. Audrey thought. She realised that's why the name sounded so familiar; people have probably mentioned it in conversation before but she never took much notice.
Audrey yawned loudly and got up out of her bed. She trudged over to her the bathroom adjoining her bedroom. She took a nice long shower to gather her thoughts, but before she did so, she decided to chuck on her iPod. She hopped in the shower and as the warm water massaged into her back, one of her favourite songs began playing, and she felt a wicked grin spread across her face, so she began singing along. "I can't get no sat-is-fact-ion, I can't get no sat-is-fact-ion, cos I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, I can't get no!" Then an awesome guitar riff came out of the speakers, accompanied by Mick Jagger's racy vocals. Audrey always was a fan of The Rolling Stones, but listening to their music through speakers was nothing compared to listening and watching them live back in the 60's.
She hopped out of the shower and lathered herself in some body lotion, concluding in her smelling like a giant coconut. Audrey then combed out her hair, and blow-dried it. Once she was done, she smiled proudly at herself in the reflection; she was finally nailing that Kate Middleton hairstyle. Audrey's own hair hung down to her bra strap and was a deep brown. Without any styling, her hair had simple waves with a few curls here and there, but she decided that for this particular occasion, she wanted to make an Audrey Ashby entrance into Mystic Falls with awesome hair. She chucked on some jeans and a top and made her way into the kitchen. Maggie was there, sitting on a barstool, munching on some toast with a magazine in her hand, and coincidently was reading an article on Kate Middleton.
"So what time does our flight leave?" Audrey asked as she poured herself a cup of tea.
"Um, noon, so we have another three hours. I called mum and dad by the way. They're fine with us going to the States for a bit, I didn't really go into the details why we're going but they were a bit annoyed because they get back tomorrow and they wanted to see us." Maggie replied, not taking her eyes of the page.
"Well I played no part in any of this. If mum gets pissed, you're so taking the blame. I was persuaded into this adventure through the use of this horrible term called obligation." Audrey said as she sipped her tea, eyebrows raised.
"Stop acting like I've made you drink vervain, Audrey. Besides, a week, that's nothing! You can watch all your favourite American shows live for once, I mean that's kinda cool, right?" Maggie looked at her sister while she polished off the rest of her toast.
"Hm, I guess so… If you ignore the bloody commercials…" Audrey mumbled.
"And you might even find a country bumpkin that grabs your interest!" Maggie teased. Audrey, looked at her, thought about it for a moment and then smiled pleasantly.
"Well, overalls do tend to turn me on…" Audrey trailed off suggestively, and Maggie then cracked up laughing.
Both girls quickly packed and made their way to the airport. The trip to Mystic Falls was tolerable enough as far as travelling goes and when they arrived they found themselves in a quaint town, with charming buildings and a friendly atmosphere.
"Not as bad as I thought, it's actually quite nice." Maggie said as she hopped out of the cab. She looked around wide-eyed with her luggage in her hands.
"You're right and I'm not seeing a single person with a ukulele." Audrey quipped and Maggie rolled her eyes. They were dropped off at the hotel they were going to be staying at and as they walked in, they were greeted by some friendly staff who offered to take their luggage. Their hotel room was plain but nice; clean walls and comfortable furniture. It was nothing extravagant and luxurious, just practical. They then cleaned themselves up; had a quick shower and put some fresh clothes on. Audrey put on jeans, boots and a black button-up cardigan, while Maggie put on a light jumper, a skirt and heels.
"Dressing up are we?" Audrey asked as she ran a brush through her dark hair, watching Maggie dab some concealer on her face.
"It wont hurt." Maggie replied as she adjusted her skirt and applied some lip-gloss. Audrey sighed and continued brushing her hair. They then caught a cab to his residence. It was easy enough to find out where he lived by asking one of the hotel staff. Apparently his arrival left quite the impression on the town through the lavish parties and the expensive cars. He just exuded wealth. Typical…
They pulled up to a large and very impressive cream coloured mansion. It was ginormous with a large garden to match. Of course he would want to live in a house that represents the size of his ego…
They both slowly hopped out of the car and made their way up to the front door. Maggie pressed on the buzzer and in a short few moments the door was opened by a middle-aged man in a suit. He was clearly the butler.
"Hello there, how may I help you?" He asked politely. Maggie looked at Audrey, clearly unsure, so she gave her a reassuring smile.
"Uh, hi there. I was just wondering if, um Mr Mikaelson is here? Because I need to speak with him." She asked. The butler looked at her, obviously trying to supress a smile.
"My dear you need to be a little more specific. Which Mr Mikaelson's audience are you requesting?" He inquired gently. Both sisters gaped, but Audrey, as usual, was the one to make her opinion known.
"What!? You're saying the whole family is in there!?" Audrey asked, disbelief colouring her voice. The butler nodded. "You've got to be joking… They're probably carbon copies of him or something; all that ego in one house, no matter how big it is-" She said loudly, gesturing towards the mansion, "would make the bloody house implode." Audrey stated dramatically. She turned to her sister. "Come on Mags, lets just go."
This is friggin' ridiculous; one Mikaelson is enough! Audrey thought to herself.
Out of the whole Original family, Audrey had only met Klaus, and that was enough to turn her off the idea of meeting the rest of his siblings. She'd heard whispers and gossip of them of course; their intimidating temperament, their power and their disregard for human life, so she decided it would be best if she just avoided them, and if there was a window of opportunity at meeting the rest of that family, like the one that was presenting itself right now, she would happily close it. Maggie shook her head at her sister and then looked at the butler.
"Look would you just tell him, or well them, that Margaret Ashby is here to see him?" Maggie asked.
"They are currently having dinner but I will go speak with them, but because they are occupied, I cannot guarantee that they will accept your request and may ask you to come back another time." Replied the butler, slightly apologetically. Maggie nodded in understanding. The butler then gestured them inside and told them to wait in the foyer but in reality, it looked like something out of a fairy tale; a grand staircase, with pillars scattered around the room, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling spreading light into even the darkest of corners and beautifully polished marble floors that looked absolutely spotless. All that was missing was some princess in a massive gown descending down the staircase. As they waited, Maggie positioned herself in the middle of the room and was pacing. Audrey leaned against the far wall, near the door, her arms crossed. I can't believe I'm missing How I Met Your Mother for this…
Both sisters turned as they could faintly hear talking coming down the hall, which was then followed by footsteps. Then as he rounded the corner, Audrey couldn't help but do a double take. Something had changed about him. She wasn't exactly sure what is was, but from the last time she saw him, something had definitely changed. He looked at Maggie, frowned but then smirked. Clearly amused, he spoke.
"Margaret, what are you doing here love?"
:O That should've been a major give away on who Maggie's mystery man is! Any questions just message me! I hope you enjoyed that chapter. Please leave reviews or follow the story, because I want to be sure people are enjoying it otherwise I'll feel less inclined to continue writing! Happy reading! xx :)