A/N: I couldn't wait for 8 reviews so here's the new chapter. Plz review!
By the way, HAPPY NEW YEAR and happy holidays.
My Mom and Dad burst through my bedroom door. The door slammed on the wall dropping a portrait which shattered to pieces. But this didn't matter because my mom was the first one to scream 'WAKE UP! You're terrible late' and went on about how careless I am.
I kept my alarm at 3 am since my flight was at breaking dawn, but not having used to getting up very early, I must have off the alarm and gone right back to sleep. Typical me.
I got dressed at an amazing speed. And within minutes I was in the back seat of my car, waving at my mom who was crying and had red puffy eyes. In reply, I gave her a big smile to ensure her I was going to survive through the holiday.
In about 15 minutes, we arrived at the airport. I half ran, half tripped and pushed my way through the crowd. I even thought I heard some people swearing, but I didn't care because if I missed this flight, I was sure my dad was not going to let me go again.
I managed to get on the flight, but had to sit and wait for about 2 hours. Once outside the airport, a big guy (most likely a body guard) came up to me and asked, 'Mrs. Lucy?' Frightened and shocked I did the only thing I could, nodded vaguely.
When I reached their house, I was greeted with a huge bouquet of gorgeous flowers and sloppy kisses from Uncle Harold and Aunt Alberta. Eustace was not even to be seen. There were 'Welcome, Lucy' banners hung in the front of the house and by the look of it, they were glad to see me.
But once they had finished with the kisses and hugs, both rushed to their enormous cars, screaming behind them something about getting to work on time. My first impression was they are busy people who were surely late for work.
I went inside and headed towards the hall. Eustace was sitting on a huge sofa facing the television and had a remote control in his hand! He was slamming every button as hard as he could and was dancing in his place.
Since I was the guest, I politely said 'Hey Eustace, nice to meet you again.' He paused the game, looked up and said 'Hmmmm…' and went right back to the game. He must have put on 20 kgs more. Since he clearly didn't care even if I ripped a piece off the carpet, I started examining the eccentric things around the hall.
The walls, curtains, sofas, cupboards, and the dinning table were all the same shade of maroon. The ornaments and glassware were small, fragile and beautiful. There were pictures of Uncle Harold, Aunty Alberta and their fat son plastered all over the walls. Uncle Harold was huge and Eustace was very fat but Aunty Alberta was thin as ever. There is surly a huge difference between their metabolism rates.
A/N: Like it? Hate it? Come on plz take some time and review! Pretty plz! Even one word would do!
Up until now the story must have seemed to be really boring but, trust me the third chapter is full of action. I'v already written it, but I won't put it up till I get more reviews!