Chapter 10
I am so totally listening to the Frozen soundtrack right now on Spotify. So I have to write a speech in English, the next draft is due Wednesday, so I have time. By the way, I think it was Monday, and we had our first frost and without thinking I'm like well it looks like Jack Frost is in town and then I mentally smacked myself in the realization of referring to Rise of the Guardians after seeing it the day before.
I'm excited for the 25th, I'm going to my friend's birthday party (she's turning 16) and we have to wear a costume, I'm going as a female version of Flynn Rider mostly m=because my hair is too long for his do. Then on the 29th, my friend and I are doing a thing at our school for little kids to go trick or treating and we're doing Doctor Who themed. She going to be the Tardis and I'm going to be Matt Smith, it's going to be awesome, I just need to go to Newbury comics or something for a sonic screwdriver now.
Oh, can anyone guess who Cameron is in the Httyd world? It shouldn't be too hard.
"So your dad owns Haddock Industries?" Cameron asked.
"Yeah, he says he's going to pass the company to me, but I want no part in it," Hannah confirmed, reaching for her glass of water.
"Well then, I should be calling you your majesty," Cameron teased, smirking as well.
Hannah choked on her water. "Oh god don't do that, then I'll feel even more awkward than I already do."
"Oh what's the harm," he smirked again.
Hannah saw an old acquaintance then, and called her over. "Thalia, Cameron. Cameron, Thalia. Why don't you guys get to know each other," Hannah made hand gestures to the two and left the banquet hall. She needed some fresh air away from the lousy music that the facility was playing.
She stepped out into the cold air of Berk's extreme winters. Hannah silently cursed to herself for not bringing at least a sweatshirt but continued to her dad's car.
After unlocking the car via code pad, she reached in the back for her bag. She closed the door to the driver's side and made her way to the hotel lobby next-door thinking that something more like elevator music would be better than what was playing at the banquet.
The woman at the front desk did not mind her sitting in the lobby for a few hours and offered her bottled water. Hannah declined though and made her way to a table near the corner of the glass wall. Once seated, she pulled her laptop from her bag and started scrolling through an email from the film club.
Hannah, we just found out that big name film studios are going to be at the film festival in the spring! Isn't that exciting or what? Anyways, keep up the good work I can't believe that we're getting closer and closer!
Have a rocking holiday, the most amazing people ever
Hannah laughed to herself at the last line; they were all amazing. She then clicked to open the music program containing all her masterpieces, as she liked to call them. Her newest completed tracks included: Dragon Battle; The Downed Dragon; Wounded; The Dragon Book; Focus, Hiccup; Not So Fireproof; This Time for Sure; and Astrid Goes for a Spin, which was her favorite of them all so far.
The Philharmonic group was going to be busy preparing with all this new music Hannah was sending them at about one piece every week and a half depending on its length.
Hannah opened a new document but was unable to focus on the task, her mind kept wandering beck to her mother. Eventually she gave up trying to concentrate and typed her mother's name in Google. What popped up were a few news articles about her mother's work in the music industry and a few others about her volunteering in Central Africa, and then the last site link Hannah saw was that of a plane crash almost fifteen years ago.
She found this odd; her dad had told her that her mother had died in childbirth. She opened the link to see why it was related to her mother. Hannah then saw why, officials had determined that everyone had died on impact, but there was something mysterious about one of the passengers. One of the seats that had been booked was empty, and the person occupying the empty seat was nowhere to be seen at or around the scene of the crash. After a year of assuming that the passenger was missing, they declared Vivianne Haddock dead.
"No wonder why he said that stuff, he didn't want to deal with the hope of just maybe there was a chance that she is still alive," Hannah said subconsciously voicing her thoughts.
Her phone buzzed on the table just then. She picked the device and looked at the screen; it was her dad asking where she was. Hannah packed up her things and left the hotel lobby for her dad's car.
Just wanted to let you all know that I do plan to do a sequel to this story when I finish it :) Please review and let me know what you think.