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I, Christina Finley cried at the burnt home. My burnt home. I let the tears fall down her face silently. I needed to be strong, I knew I did. I needed to be strong for Amanda, who was only 12, for my new life and most of all, my parents who had died in that fire. The police had ruled it arson.
Who ever fuckin did this better fuckin watch out, I thought. Chrissy wasn't coming after them. Christina Finley was. Not the sweet, beautiful, loving Chrissy. The hardcore, parentless, mad Christina.
I let herself be weak for a second though. The sad, parentless orphan, Chrissy. A second. Then the horn honked and she stepped into the police car to the reading of my parents will.
I was officially confused. Who the hell was this uncle of mine that I was being left to. Last time I checked, I had no family and now I was being left to my uncle, Artemis Fowl the First. The first. That means there is a second. Which means I had a cousin. I could tell that Amanda was as equally confused as well.
A man about 50 years old stood up to his full height. He was about 6 1/2 feet tall and extremely burly. A boy about 16 years old stood up next to him. The boy was vampire pale and had short, straight, raven hair. He was wearing sunglasses, so try as I might, I could not figure out his eye color.
"Let's go Butler. I can not stand another minute in this blasted sun," the boy said walking down the aisle.
"You do now we're inside right?" Amanda. I sighed.
"Amanda."
"What? It was a question." She was never polite.
"My name is Artemis Fowl the Second. I will be escorting you to our plane now." Man. This kid was really good at ignoring annoying people, coughAmandacough. We followed Artemis to a limo outside and the older man took our bags, well, a bag each. What was left of our possessions.
"Butler." Soo. That was a random name. Probably his last name. His voice was low and his tone was serious.
"Amanda." Wow. Amanda actually could almost match his tone. But her voice was way too high.
"I'm Christina." I held out my hand and the man shook it. His hand felt weird. I can't exactly put a feeling to it, but it was weird. Note to self, investigate hand weirdness further.
Amanda stood there, staring at him. I rolled my eyes.
"Do you think he's an actual butler?" Amanda asked. I sighed - what else would he be? - and pushed her into the limo and crawled in after her. I took to the right corner near the trunk and curled up and started to read my favorite book. That's why I didn't notice the other people until a 5 year old crawled onto my lap.
I put down my book and stared at the rest of the limo. Besides the 5 year old, there was another one looking intrigued at an IPhone. Amanda was conversing with a woman who looked about 23 with blond hair curling around her face.
"Hi couzy!Artemis said you're are cousin. Is he right?" The 5 year old on my lap asked.
"He is right. My name is Christina. What's yours?"
"Becket." The 5 year old on the IPhone looked up at me briefly.
"Myles." He said before returning to the IPhone. Amanda turned towards me.
"This is Juliet. She's Butler's sister."
"Hi Juliet."
"Hello Chrissy." My smile fell. Chrissy. That's what my parents called me.
"You don't like it?" Juliet looked crestfallen and Amanda whispered something into her ear.
"Ohh." The limo got silent for 10 minutes before conversations started up again for the next hour and a half ride to the airport.
Okay, how was that one? I told you updates would be quick, until I get to about Chapter 11, I will update daily. Then, I won't probably update as fast.
