This is the second part of my story about Rebecca Brook. At the beginning of this part you will find Rebecca entering a cab. The next part will be up in two or three days.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. J.K. owns all the good stuff and we own the leftovers. In this case I own Rebecca, her Dad, the cab, and the cabby.
Letting Go #2
King's Cross Station
Rebecca opened the cab door then pushed her trunk in before she got in.
"Rebecca, come back here."
Rebecca turned around to see her Dad sticking his head out of his bedroom window, yelling bloody murder at her.
"Bye, love you lots. See you next summer!" Rebecca yelled back at him. Then she slammed the cab door shut and announced to the cabby," King's Cross station please."
"I can't take you any where if you don't have your dad's permission," the cabby told her firmly.
Rebecca thought quickly and replied," My dad! He is not my dad, he is my uncle. I am going to visit my dad though. My uncle just doesn't want me to go." While saying these atrocious lies, Rebecca put on her innocent face, the one that all most no adult could refuse.
The cabby looked a little unbelieving, but Rebecca's face had done its magic and the cabby speed away from the curb. As she looked out the rear view window to see her home one last time she noticed her dad storming out of the house. He looked as if he was going to kill someone.
The rest of the ride was uneventful. When they arrived at the station, Rebecca paid the cabby and entered the large building. King's Cross station was very overwhelming to her but Rebecca quickly got her bearings and plunged into the never-ending crowd. She fought her way through the crowd until she got to the barrier between platforms nine and ten. She paused to take a deep breath of air then pushed her way through the solid looking barrier.
Going through the barrier was strange, but not too strange. When Rebecca looked around Platform 9 and 3/4 for the first time it looked like a normal Muggle over crowded platform, but on closer inspection Rebecca could see that it most definitely was not normal. There were wands being waved around and owls hooting. She even saw one kid with a snake wrapped around his arm. Rebecca, smiled tossed back her shoulders, and entered the chaos.