A/N-aloha! Ackk!!! All these stories about France are suddenly popping up!!! It's insane!!! Oh well, I hope you enjoy! Please review!!!! Sorry, I know it's been a while...and yes i'm still working on TDduP, but my life has been insane lately! Also, the poor attempt at describing the Wellington-Lloyd mansion is also a poor attempt at desbribing my dream house ::sigh::...
Disclaimer-I own the plot, and nothing else :(
Vacation in Paris-part 3
"Ok," Susan said, "So we've got all of you guys going to Paris, plus some more friends...but what about Chris and Porcia's Aunt?"
"Well Chris," his father said taking a sip of coffee, "My parents were going to be gone all summer, my brother wasn't going to come home from school till June and that left your Aunt and myself, At the time your Aunt was 15 years old and our parents didn't want to leave her home alone for an entire month, so I either had to take her with us or not go. I called Rhonda who actually did have an extra ticket, it had been for her cousin but at the last minute he bailed to go on a cruise with his girlfriend and Rhonda gave it to my sister."
"So far this is just a helpless love-story." Cris said rolling his eyes back into his head. Susan whacked him and turned back to their parents.
"Ignore him," She said, "Lets hear the rest of the story..."
Chris rolled his eyes again as Susan's father continued...
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"Flight 292 will be boarding shortly, flight 292 will be boarding shortly."
"That's us isn't it?" Gerald asked.
"Yes" Rhonda muttered.
The gang was lounging around John F. Kennedy Airport at about 4:30 in the morning. Everyone was utturly exhausted. Everyones parents or bosses had consented and they were on their way to Paris.
Helga yawned. She'd drinken a cup and a half of coffee...but it was only good enough to keep her awake in the cab and check her in. She'd stayed up till about 1:30 packing and gotten up at 2:40 to get to the airport on time.
"Flight 292 will now be boarding rows 20-40." The PA system buzzed.
"Ok, that's us!" Rhonda said, "Come on...get up, you can sleep on the plane."
Slowly everyone pulled themselves out of the oarnge plastic chairs and shuffled over the the boarding gate. They showed their tickets and passports for about the millionth time since they'd arrived at the airport and then slowly made their way down the gate and onto the plane.
Helga checked her ticket...27C....she made her way through the plane to her seat and flopped down next to the window. She leaned her head against the back of the seat and closed her eyes for a few moments. She felt someone sit down beside her and opened her eyes..."Hey Phoebs..." She said.
Phoebe gave her a forced smile and struggled with trying to put her carry-on bag into the overhead compartment.
"Crimeny!" Helga exclaimed jumping up and stuffing the bag up there, slaming the compartment shut after her.
"Thank you Helga," Phoebe said sitting down. Helga was about to close her eyes again when Gerald joined them to take seat 27A.
"Hey Phoebe," He said leaning over and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Helga," he gave her a brief wave.
Helga sat back and closed her eyes. 'Good,' she thought, 'this row is filled up. I can sleep.'
"Attention passangers." The flight attend said, "Good morning and thank you for flying with us today, The emergency exits are in the front and back of the plane....."
Helga groaned and sat up. It was pointless...absolutly pointless....
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"Helga....Helga wake up..."
Helga blinked her eyes open, she was still on the plane but feeling much better, and it was now light outside the window.
"What time is it?" Helga asked.
"11:30," Phoebe said, "We let you sleep through breakfast but figured you'd want lunch. We only have about two more hours to go."
Helga nodded and pulled herself up so she was sitting up straight. Helga ran her fingers through her hair and brushed it out of her face.
Then she glanced around. In front of Gerald, Phoebe and herself sat Lila, Sid and Rhonda, and behind were Arnold, Harold and Timberly.
"Finally awake I see." Arnold teased.
"Yeah whatever Arnoldo." Helga said and sat down again, her heart fluttering at the thought of Arnold being directly behind her.
Helga ate a turkey sandwhich for lunch as well as black coffee. Feeling more alive and less like a zombie after having eaten Helga pulled her laptop down from the overhead compartment.
She opened it up and began scanning files...'It's no good...' she thought, 'none of these are worth working on. They all suck. I'm stuck...again.' She sighed and started a new file. Helga sat there for about ten minutes, staring at the blank screen.
"I suppoes it's no good to ask what you're doing." Gerald said.
"No." Helga said her eyes never leaving the screen...'because even I don't know.' she thought silently.
Helga gave up and shut her laptop. 'I'm stuck...' she thought. 'Completly stuck...how could this happen? Now when I actually need to be writing, need to be making a life for myself, if I somehow, miraculously could write an award-winning bestseller this summer then I won't have to worry about college, now I hit writers block. This would happen to me wouldn't it? I've always had the worst luck.'
Helga glanced at her friends again, Phoebe was resting her head against Gerald, Lila and Sid were reading while Rhonda was looking at fashioin magazines. Harold was sound asleep and Timberly and Arnold playing cards. All completly content with where they were...
Helga sighed and started staring out the window...
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"Thank you for choosing International Airlines, we hope you have a good day."
"Finally..." Gerald said. "Man, I am SO glad that flight is over..."
Helga nodded and stood up stiffly. Her legs were full of cramps and her joints were stiff. She grabbed her laptop from overhead and put the strap around her neck. Slowly they made their way through the plane, up though the gate and into the airport. The nine New York city kids gathered in a small group at gate 14.
"Ok," Rhonda said. "Now we have to go to baggage claim and then we'll meet Jean, he's our butler here in France and he'll be picking us up. Oh! And don't forget to set your watches, it's a five hour time differance."
Helga groaned, but set her watch.
They collected their belongings and followed Rhonda over to her french buttler, Jean. Who escorted them out to a limo with little red and black flags reading W-L on them.
Rhonda sighed...."Aaaahhh Paris...it's good to be back."
Helga rolled her eyes at the little miss pampered princes but climbed into the limo.
The Wellington-Lloyd mansion was about an hour an a half from the airport in the french countryside overlooking Paris (a/n-I've never been to Paris so I have no earthly idea if there's countryside around Paris, my fic, my interpertation of France, so there is).
Helga climbed out of the limo and took it all in. When Rhonda meant Mansion she REALLY meant Mansion. The Wellington-Lloyd french "summer house" was collasal.
"Jean, please bring my bags up to my room." Rhonda said dancing up the front steps and leading everyone inside. Helga looked around, there was a grand foyer with a white marble fountain, then a living room full of plush white leather furniture and huge glass windows all around, the kitchen and dining rooms were attached as well as an entertainment/games room. Outside there was an oak porch with a pool and a hottub. Helga smiled and followed Rhonda up the marble staircase.
"Ok dah-lings!" Rhonda chirped, "Rooming is as follows! Arnold and Gerald, Harold and Sid, Phoebe and Helga, Lila and Timberly and of course I get my own room."
Helga and Phoebe opened the door to their guest room, right next to Arnold and Geralds.
"Oh wow..." Phoebe breathed.
Helga had to admit, she was impressed. There were two queen sized beds with pale pink bedspreads, a large white sofa, huge bay windows with pale pink drapes allowing tons of light into the room, a soft peachy colored carpet, an ash desk in the corner and an attached bathroom containing a large bathtub, seperate shower, and huge mirror with lights around it.
Helga flopped down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling for a few seconds. It all seemed like a dream...
There was a knock on the door and Phoebe answered it, it was Jean with their bags.
"Mademoiselles" He said.
"Thank you" Phoebe said politley, "I'm Phoebe and this is Helga."
Jean nodded and left.
No sooner had Phoebe closed the door when there was another knock.
"Hey," Helga recognized the deep voice as Geralds as the door swung open.
"Great room." Gerald said sweeping Phoebe up and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Anyway, Arnold and I were heading down to the pool, wanna join us?"
Phoebe looked over at Helga who hadn't moved through all of this.
"Helga?"
"Yeah sure...I'm in." She said.
"Great, see ya' in a few minutes." Gerald said.
Helga rolled over and stared at her best friend. "SO...you and Gerald in Paris...." she started, Phoebe began to blush, "The city of Looooove, think of it, Romantic dinners, strolls through the country side....no adult supervision....a whole month together..."
Phoebe was red as a tomato, "Please Helga, Gerald and I are both very responsible..."
Helga winked at her and pulled her green tankini from her suitcase before heading to the bathroom to change.
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Helga smiled to herself as she reached the top step of the staircase. Somehow the entire group had ended up poolside and had gotten into a great game of Water Polo. A personal favorite of hers since you got to dunk all your friends in the spirit of competitivness. They'd been down at the pool for hours enjoying the weather.
Helga opened the door to hers and Phoebe's room and froze....It was a mess....a horrible horrible mess....Clothes were strewn everywhere....the suitcase lining shredded...
Refraining from screaming at the top of her lungs Helga just glanced around, the window was wide open...someone had broken in.
A/N #2: Sorry for this being so short...but hey...now we're getting somewhere with this charming little tale. Also TDduP, i'm working on the next part, don't worry, it'll be up eventually, sorry, my life is insane... I've been SOOOO busy with my own life...and other peoples lives. My sister was home sick last week but she'd gotten a call back in some play, she really wanted the part but there was no way she could miss the callback and get the part, sooooo I went to the callback for her..and she got the part! Maybe i should be the actress...hehehe...oh, yeah, my sister and I are identical twins (just to make it a little less confusing) anyway, life is confusing...but it's getting better.
Disclaimer-I own the plot, and nothing else :(
Vacation in Paris-part 3
"Ok," Susan said, "So we've got all of you guys going to Paris, plus some more friends...but what about Chris and Porcia's Aunt?"
"Well Chris," his father said taking a sip of coffee, "My parents were going to be gone all summer, my brother wasn't going to come home from school till June and that left your Aunt and myself, At the time your Aunt was 15 years old and our parents didn't want to leave her home alone for an entire month, so I either had to take her with us or not go. I called Rhonda who actually did have an extra ticket, it had been for her cousin but at the last minute he bailed to go on a cruise with his girlfriend and Rhonda gave it to my sister."
"So far this is just a helpless love-story." Cris said rolling his eyes back into his head. Susan whacked him and turned back to their parents.
"Ignore him," She said, "Lets hear the rest of the story..."
Chris rolled his eyes again as Susan's father continued...
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"Flight 292 will be boarding shortly, flight 292 will be boarding shortly."
"That's us isn't it?" Gerald asked.
"Yes" Rhonda muttered.
The gang was lounging around John F. Kennedy Airport at about 4:30 in the morning. Everyone was utturly exhausted. Everyones parents or bosses had consented and they were on their way to Paris.
Helga yawned. She'd drinken a cup and a half of coffee...but it was only good enough to keep her awake in the cab and check her in. She'd stayed up till about 1:30 packing and gotten up at 2:40 to get to the airport on time.
"Flight 292 will now be boarding rows 20-40." The PA system buzzed.
"Ok, that's us!" Rhonda said, "Come on...get up, you can sleep on the plane."
Slowly everyone pulled themselves out of the oarnge plastic chairs and shuffled over the the boarding gate. They showed their tickets and passports for about the millionth time since they'd arrived at the airport and then slowly made their way down the gate and onto the plane.
Helga checked her ticket...27C....she made her way through the plane to her seat and flopped down next to the window. She leaned her head against the back of the seat and closed her eyes for a few moments. She felt someone sit down beside her and opened her eyes..."Hey Phoebs..." She said.
Phoebe gave her a forced smile and struggled with trying to put her carry-on bag into the overhead compartment.
"Crimeny!" Helga exclaimed jumping up and stuffing the bag up there, slaming the compartment shut after her.
"Thank you Helga," Phoebe said sitting down. Helga was about to close her eyes again when Gerald joined them to take seat 27A.
"Hey Phoebe," He said leaning over and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Helga," he gave her a brief wave.
Helga sat back and closed her eyes. 'Good,' she thought, 'this row is filled up. I can sleep.'
"Attention passangers." The flight attend said, "Good morning and thank you for flying with us today, The emergency exits are in the front and back of the plane....."
Helga groaned and sat up. It was pointless...absolutly pointless....
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"Helga....Helga wake up..."
Helga blinked her eyes open, she was still on the plane but feeling much better, and it was now light outside the window.
"What time is it?" Helga asked.
"11:30," Phoebe said, "We let you sleep through breakfast but figured you'd want lunch. We only have about two more hours to go."
Helga nodded and pulled herself up so she was sitting up straight. Helga ran her fingers through her hair and brushed it out of her face.
Then she glanced around. In front of Gerald, Phoebe and herself sat Lila, Sid and Rhonda, and behind were Arnold, Harold and Timberly.
"Finally awake I see." Arnold teased.
"Yeah whatever Arnoldo." Helga said and sat down again, her heart fluttering at the thought of Arnold being directly behind her.
Helga ate a turkey sandwhich for lunch as well as black coffee. Feeling more alive and less like a zombie after having eaten Helga pulled her laptop down from the overhead compartment.
She opened it up and began scanning files...'It's no good...' she thought, 'none of these are worth working on. They all suck. I'm stuck...again.' She sighed and started a new file. Helga sat there for about ten minutes, staring at the blank screen.
"I suppoes it's no good to ask what you're doing." Gerald said.
"No." Helga said her eyes never leaving the screen...'because even I don't know.' she thought silently.
Helga gave up and shut her laptop. 'I'm stuck...' she thought. 'Completly stuck...how could this happen? Now when I actually need to be writing, need to be making a life for myself, if I somehow, miraculously could write an award-winning bestseller this summer then I won't have to worry about college, now I hit writers block. This would happen to me wouldn't it? I've always had the worst luck.'
Helga glanced at her friends again, Phoebe was resting her head against Gerald, Lila and Sid were reading while Rhonda was looking at fashioin magazines. Harold was sound asleep and Timberly and Arnold playing cards. All completly content with where they were...
Helga sighed and started staring out the window...
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"Thank you for choosing International Airlines, we hope you have a good day."
"Finally..." Gerald said. "Man, I am SO glad that flight is over..."
Helga nodded and stood up stiffly. Her legs were full of cramps and her joints were stiff. She grabbed her laptop from overhead and put the strap around her neck. Slowly they made their way through the plane, up though the gate and into the airport. The nine New York city kids gathered in a small group at gate 14.
"Ok," Rhonda said. "Now we have to go to baggage claim and then we'll meet Jean, he's our butler here in France and he'll be picking us up. Oh! And don't forget to set your watches, it's a five hour time differance."
Helga groaned, but set her watch.
They collected their belongings and followed Rhonda over to her french buttler, Jean. Who escorted them out to a limo with little red and black flags reading W-L on them.
Rhonda sighed...."Aaaahhh Paris...it's good to be back."
Helga rolled her eyes at the little miss pampered princes but climbed into the limo.
The Wellington-Lloyd mansion was about an hour an a half from the airport in the french countryside overlooking Paris (a/n-I've never been to Paris so I have no earthly idea if there's countryside around Paris, my fic, my interpertation of France, so there is).
Helga climbed out of the limo and took it all in. When Rhonda meant Mansion she REALLY meant Mansion. The Wellington-Lloyd french "summer house" was collasal.
"Jean, please bring my bags up to my room." Rhonda said dancing up the front steps and leading everyone inside. Helga looked around, there was a grand foyer with a white marble fountain, then a living room full of plush white leather furniture and huge glass windows all around, the kitchen and dining rooms were attached as well as an entertainment/games room. Outside there was an oak porch with a pool and a hottub. Helga smiled and followed Rhonda up the marble staircase.
"Ok dah-lings!" Rhonda chirped, "Rooming is as follows! Arnold and Gerald, Harold and Sid, Phoebe and Helga, Lila and Timberly and of course I get my own room."
Helga and Phoebe opened the door to their guest room, right next to Arnold and Geralds.
"Oh wow..." Phoebe breathed.
Helga had to admit, she was impressed. There were two queen sized beds with pale pink bedspreads, a large white sofa, huge bay windows with pale pink drapes allowing tons of light into the room, a soft peachy colored carpet, an ash desk in the corner and an attached bathroom containing a large bathtub, seperate shower, and huge mirror with lights around it.
Helga flopped down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling for a few seconds. It all seemed like a dream...
There was a knock on the door and Phoebe answered it, it was Jean with their bags.
"Mademoiselles" He said.
"Thank you" Phoebe said politley, "I'm Phoebe and this is Helga."
Jean nodded and left.
No sooner had Phoebe closed the door when there was another knock.
"Hey," Helga recognized the deep voice as Geralds as the door swung open.
"Great room." Gerald said sweeping Phoebe up and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Anyway, Arnold and I were heading down to the pool, wanna join us?"
Phoebe looked over at Helga who hadn't moved through all of this.
"Helga?"
"Yeah sure...I'm in." She said.
"Great, see ya' in a few minutes." Gerald said.
Helga rolled over and stared at her best friend. "SO...you and Gerald in Paris...." she started, Phoebe began to blush, "The city of Looooove, think of it, Romantic dinners, strolls through the country side....no adult supervision....a whole month together..."
Phoebe was red as a tomato, "Please Helga, Gerald and I are both very responsible..."
Helga winked at her and pulled her green tankini from her suitcase before heading to the bathroom to change.
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Helga smiled to herself as she reached the top step of the staircase. Somehow the entire group had ended up poolside and had gotten into a great game of Water Polo. A personal favorite of hers since you got to dunk all your friends in the spirit of competitivness. They'd been down at the pool for hours enjoying the weather.
Helga opened the door to hers and Phoebe's room and froze....It was a mess....a horrible horrible mess....Clothes were strewn everywhere....the suitcase lining shredded...
Refraining from screaming at the top of her lungs Helga just glanced around, the window was wide open...someone had broken in.
A/N #2: Sorry for this being so short...but hey...now we're getting somewhere with this charming little tale. Also TDduP, i'm working on the next part, don't worry, it'll be up eventually, sorry, my life is insane... I've been SOOOO busy with my own life...and other peoples lives. My sister was home sick last week but she'd gotten a call back in some play, she really wanted the part but there was no way she could miss the callback and get the part, sooooo I went to the callback for her..and she got the part! Maybe i should be the actress...hehehe...oh, yeah, my sister and I are identical twins (just to make it a little less confusing) anyway, life is confusing...but it's getting better.