A/N: I think no one reviewed chapter 8 yet, cos I haven't put it on
fanfiction yet, but I will have when you read this. I wrote this at the
same time, so ppl will get mentioned in...Chapter 10, so yeah...enjoy
Chapter 9: THE FUNCTION and assassination? Rolled in one, by the Prig.
Alanna was placed at the Duke's table, along with Gary, Raoul, Jon and Alex. Dinner that night was a huge roast bird, with pickled vegetables and salted meats. (Yuck!!) At least desert seemed appetising (how do u spell dat.I mean there's American and Australian english or spelling). Chocolate mousse, along with a chocolate mudcake.Alanna though her mouth was going to start watering, just by thinking about it.
The door to the hall slammed shut. Everyone turned to stare at the figure in the brown leather cloak. He (or it.hehe) pulled back his cloak, to reveal a clean-shaven face, with a few scars, but nevertheless, it was him. Alanna was glad to see him.
You may think..who is it?? May answer is.use your brain.
"I have a message for page Alan."
That figures, thought Alanna, trying to keep herself from grinning. It was good to hear from George again. He had been dealing with some business inside the Rogue and hadn't been able to talk to her.
Alanna reached forward to take the message, as an arrow whistled through the air, narrowly missing her ear. That was too close to comfort. She may have to watch herself; but then again, it was probably the loser Ralon, trying out his idea of fun. He was so sad. (I know I said that a lot in the story, but do I care?)
*Writer's block.Alex is tired.need sleep.Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
Suddenly, Alanna burst into a verse of Sk8er Boi.(I luv that song) Jon thought the tune was catchy, the words meaningful (to Jon). You can probably guess what Alanna thought about what Jon was thinking about.
He's such a prig. Thinks he's the best and all the girls should appreciate him. 'Shows how much he knows.
Now he's a superstar, slammin' on his guitar..
Cyaz.I'll be back tomorrow, coz well, I have to go to bed, bet yeah.
Hello again. My stupid computer won't or can't get on the internet, so I can't upload my chapters.but hey.I'll still write ~
The (I can't remember the name.u no, the bar.kinda like George's palace).
"Alan (George only calls her Alanna in private.remember.some people.tut tut tut)!"
"George!"
"I haven't seen ye for ages!"
Alanna grinned at this remark. "Yes you have, at the ball, remember?"
"Oops, I forgot about that little encounter. It's good to have ye back again."
"So, wassup?" (HEHE I like that bit)
"Well, come this way.."
Out the back of the tavern.............
There stood a skateboard.
(weird huh? It just popped into my head)
"Thanks George, but what is it?"
"My dear Alanna, don't you remember?" *George shakes his head*
"No I don't!" snapped Alanna, ever impatient.
"Remember how the rift is still open? I took the liberty of fetching (cough cough), I mean buying this nifty way of travelling for you."
"How do I use it?" Alanna always questioned something new, like this.
"Well, I'm not sure, but I think you put your left foot (or which ever one your comfortable with) on the front. Your back foot is used to push of, and then you place that foot on the back.easy, see?"
Alanna tried to do this many times, and finally got it. By the end of the night, she could even do a few tricks.
Meanwhile, back in his room, Jon was singing Sk8er Boi, over and over. Alanna shook her head in the doorway.
"You know Jon, some people think about the words of those songs, sad people. I didn't know you were one of them, your prigginess."
"Hey! It's not as if you have anything better to do."
"Well guess what, Prince?! I happen to have this cool gadget from the other world. It's called a skateboard."
"Go on, show me." All anger drained away, as he saw the beautiful Alanna (well, I don't care what the book says. Jon kinda likes her anyways. Huh!)
Alanna performed the few tricks she had learnt in that short period of time. At least I can do something he can't do. Hahahaha!
A/N: Hello, (I just felt like writing that, but yeah) and *bursts into tears* I missed Dark Angel last night. Ah well. Thanx to reviewers who I don't know about or know (everybody, apart from me friends). I just wanna say, plz read and review. BTW, Happy Birthday Michelle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!/Squishy.I hope you ppls have a good time. BTW again, it's school holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you ppls, cyaz from silverthorn...
Chapter 9: THE FUNCTION and assassination? Rolled in one, by the Prig.
Alanna was placed at the Duke's table, along with Gary, Raoul, Jon and Alex. Dinner that night was a huge roast bird, with pickled vegetables and salted meats. (Yuck!!) At least desert seemed appetising (how do u spell dat.I mean there's American and Australian english or spelling). Chocolate mousse, along with a chocolate mudcake.Alanna though her mouth was going to start watering, just by thinking about it.
The door to the hall slammed shut. Everyone turned to stare at the figure in the brown leather cloak. He (or it.hehe) pulled back his cloak, to reveal a clean-shaven face, with a few scars, but nevertheless, it was him. Alanna was glad to see him.
You may think..who is it?? May answer is.use your brain.
"I have a message for page Alan."
That figures, thought Alanna, trying to keep herself from grinning. It was good to hear from George again. He had been dealing with some business inside the Rogue and hadn't been able to talk to her.
Alanna reached forward to take the message, as an arrow whistled through the air, narrowly missing her ear. That was too close to comfort. She may have to watch herself; but then again, it was probably the loser Ralon, trying out his idea of fun. He was so sad. (I know I said that a lot in the story, but do I care?)
*Writer's block.Alex is tired.need sleep.Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
Suddenly, Alanna burst into a verse of Sk8er Boi.(I luv that song) Jon thought the tune was catchy, the words meaningful (to Jon). You can probably guess what Alanna thought about what Jon was thinking about.
He's such a prig. Thinks he's the best and all the girls should appreciate him. 'Shows how much he knows.
Now he's a superstar, slammin' on his guitar..
Cyaz.I'll be back tomorrow, coz well, I have to go to bed, bet yeah.
Hello again. My stupid computer won't or can't get on the internet, so I can't upload my chapters.but hey.I'll still write ~
The (I can't remember the name.u no, the bar.kinda like George's palace).
"Alan (George only calls her Alanna in private.remember.some people.tut tut tut)!"
"George!"
"I haven't seen ye for ages!"
Alanna grinned at this remark. "Yes you have, at the ball, remember?"
"Oops, I forgot about that little encounter. It's good to have ye back again."
"So, wassup?" (HEHE I like that bit)
"Well, come this way.."
Out the back of the tavern.............
There stood a skateboard.
(weird huh? It just popped into my head)
"Thanks George, but what is it?"
"My dear Alanna, don't you remember?" *George shakes his head*
"No I don't!" snapped Alanna, ever impatient.
"Remember how the rift is still open? I took the liberty of fetching (cough cough), I mean buying this nifty way of travelling for you."
"How do I use it?" Alanna always questioned something new, like this.
"Well, I'm not sure, but I think you put your left foot (or which ever one your comfortable with) on the front. Your back foot is used to push of, and then you place that foot on the back.easy, see?"
Alanna tried to do this many times, and finally got it. By the end of the night, she could even do a few tricks.
Meanwhile, back in his room, Jon was singing Sk8er Boi, over and over. Alanna shook her head in the doorway.
"You know Jon, some people think about the words of those songs, sad people. I didn't know you were one of them, your prigginess."
"Hey! It's not as if you have anything better to do."
"Well guess what, Prince?! I happen to have this cool gadget from the other world. It's called a skateboard."
"Go on, show me." All anger drained away, as he saw the beautiful Alanna (well, I don't care what the book says. Jon kinda likes her anyways. Huh!)
Alanna performed the few tricks she had learnt in that short period of time. At least I can do something he can't do. Hahahaha!
A/N: Hello, (I just felt like writing that, but yeah) and *bursts into tears* I missed Dark Angel last night. Ah well. Thanx to reviewers who I don't know about or know (everybody, apart from me friends). I just wanna say, plz read and review. BTW, Happy Birthday Michelle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!/Squishy.I hope you ppls have a good time. BTW again, it's school holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you ppls, cyaz from silverthorn...