Chapter 2- Haunted House
The taxi took a sharp turn and skidded into the driveway, cause Mrs Manson to grip her husband in fear of touching the walls of the dirty cab.
Sam took no notice as she was in a deep sleep with her head against the window. It had been over an hour drive from the Brisbane airport A/N1 and she was already jet lagged. In the front seat, her grandmother was also snoring, and pinging of the driver. The taxi pulled to a hault at the tall brass gates.
"This it?" He asked, with a fairly thick Australian accent.
"Yes," Mr Manson replied, as he pulled out his wallet to pay the driver, while his wife woke up Sam and grandma.
"Cheers mate," said the driver after the cash handover. Sam stood up slowly from the taxi and streched, before daring a look at her new home, and was shocked to see a striking resemblence to her home in Amity Park. She began to advance the house, purley to get inside where she could curl up in a dark cornor. Upon entry, she saw most of their furniture dumped in the first room by the removal men.
"Go find your room Sammy-kins," her father suggested as he entered the house. "Your bed should already be in there." Sam nodded slightly, before begining for the giant stair case. The house was dark and almost glum, which Sam liked, but she knew as soon as her parents got the chance, curtains would be opened, bright walls would be painted and family photos would be strung about. Sam moaned as she pulled her bag up the final step. Pullying the first door open, she found her room.
And her bed was in there,yes. But not in a sturdy way- more of a headboard sitting there, legs over there, mattress over there, kind of way, meaning she'd have to set it up sometime today.
The bedroom walls were a cremy colour, and her mother would probably try to paint them pink- but there was no way in the ghost zone that was happening.
Sam shut the door softly, and slid down onto the ground. She sat we her head in her knees for a few minutes, before she realised something. She could hear something. Something quite loud. It sounded like a roar. Slowly she stood and began to walk to her window. Ripping back her drapes, she realised it was actually a balcony. Steeping out, she took the few small steps to the rail ans gasped.
The ocean was there. Literally... RIGHT THERE!
Only meters from the house beneath her balcony was high rock wall with steps up and over on one side and what Sam guessed, was more stairs down on the other side. She couldn't actually she more stairs as it was high tide and the water was lapping the rocks.
"Wow..." mumbled Sam. "How did I not notice that on the way in?"
It looked like the perfect place to go swimming at low tide. A private beach!
"Too bad I hate salt water," Sam shrugged, walking back into the house.
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"Did you see the removal truck and the halloween house?" Cleo Sertori asked her two blonde friends as she sat down at the cafe table in the juice net.
"Yeah," replied Emma Gilbert. "I don't know who'd want to move there."
"Expecially with all the stories going on about it," Cleo added.
"Ah... come one girls- ghosts, are totally not real," Rikki Chadwick contributed.
"Yeah, neither are mermaids," Emma interuppted. Rikki rolled her eyes and continued.
"Besides, i'd love to live there! It's huge, beautiful AND has an instant acess to the ocean!""Still, it's a bit creepy," Cleo said. Rikki sighed and took a sip of her juice, as a new teen joined the group.
"Hey Lewis," Cleo greeted, planting a kiss on his cheek. Cleo's boyfriend Lewis smiled at the girls.
"What you ladies talking about?" He asked.
"The people moving into the haunted house," Cleo explained.
"It's not haunted!" Rikko moaned as Emma shot her a glare.
"Oh yeah, I saw that. I was fishing up the beach a bit," he replied. "And I saw a girl on the back balcony. She looked around our age."
"Cool, maybe she'll come to our school," Cleo exclaimed. Emma pouted, she didn't like new kids- just someone else to keep their secret from. Rikki eyeballed her juice. She didn't like people much, fullstop.
"She looked pretty... dark," Lewis added. Rikki looked up.
"What do you mean?" Emma asked.
"Dark... Goth I think. Long black hair, dark clothes, really pale. Didn't really see her face though."
"I think I'll avoid her if I see her around," Cleo mumbled. Rikli didn't say anything. The girl sounded different.
And Rikki liked different.
THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT, JUST SO I CAN GET SAM INTO THE MERMAIDS LOCATION :) Also, i'm posting off my Phone, so i'm just praying lines breaks, bolds etc. Work. IF THEY DON'T, PLEASE NO FLAMES, I'LL FIX THEM LATER. Also, thanks to Blob, RCRC36, goodgirl275, SmartyMcSmartle, Ravenclawgarnet, misty2089, blackdoomshadow, PhantomPhan09, artemide68, Echo Spectre,
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