This is a Mimato story.
Mimi is going on holiday, where she meets a boy. It's just a fluffy romance mimato fic, so don't read if you don't like! Anyways, all review will be accepted, so PLEASE review, review, review!
The Holiday.
Chapter One. A Different Country, Another Place.
At 2:30am, my bedroom door creaked open, letting in little light from the upstairs hallway. A faint voice came through the crack in attempts to wake me up. However, I was already awake.
"Mimi, it's time to get up dear. Meet us downstairs soon." came the dry voice of my mother. Obviously, she had just woken up too.
I swung my legs and shivered at the coldness of the room. I had forgotten to shut my window the night before. I was too excited to sleep, but the slumber had come to me everntually. I gently rubbed my eyes and then pushed myself off the bed. I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out my pink princess tank top and a pair of dusted pale pink jeans. I got my trainers out from underneath my bed and put them on too. I then turned on my bedroom light and sat down at my vanity table. I only wanted to apply a little make-up. A pale pink eyeshadow and a little bit of lipgloss. After pulling my hair into a low ponytail, I walked down stairs to greet the rest of my family.
"Good morning Princess. Did you sleep well?" My father asked as I entered the room.
"Yes thank you Daddy. When are we being picked up?" I asked rubbing a little bit more of the sleepy dust from my left eye.
"Not for another hour, i'm afraid." My mother replied.
I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of orange juice. When I went back into the room the television was on and all eyes were turned on the news. Except mine, I just looked at my feet.
At 3:30 am the taxi came, to take us to our destination. All of us got in, my father sitting next to the driver. He was a small man, maybe in his early fifties with white hair and glasses. My father gave him the money and he pulled out into the morning road. We had to leave this early to avoid the morning traffic. It was two hours to the airport.
So on Thursday 5th June, the Tachikawa family were on their way to the airport, for a two week holiday in Lanzarote. All I knew was that it was a small volcanic island. I had done a little research, which was normally so unlike me, and I found out that the Island was only thirty seven miles long and twelve miles wide.It had over a hundred volcanoes there. The local language was spanish, and fourtunatly I could speak a little spanish.
I could hear the radio playing softly in one of the speakers next to me. I hummed along quietly to a few of the tunes I knew. My brother of four was curled up on my mothers lap fast asleep.
The time passed slowly. No one talked much except my father and the driver. When we finally reached the airport we were so glad to be able to stretch our legs. Check in was quick, and we flew through customs. After all the usual plane hasel we went around to find a small café so that we could have breakfast.
I had a medium fruit salad and hot chocolate, my brother had a cheese sandwich, my mother and father had cups of coffee and some toast. We waited a little while in the café until it was half past seven. We were then called to board the plane. It was another ten minute wait until we were actually alowed onto the plane, but by now we were all excited. I don't think anyone minded the wait that much as everything had gone so quickly.
We settled into our seats for the long journey of ten hours straight. we would be eating on the plane but wouldn't be at the hotel until about eight o'clock that evening.
"Mimi, what would you like, the vegiterian dish or the normal?" asked my mother when the stewardess came round with the food.
"I'll have the normal, please." I said. A small white dish passed over to my tray. It was now around midday. I opened the dish and ate most of the contents the drank my orange. I didn't like plane food that much but I was vey hungry. For the rest of the ride, I went to sleep.
The plane landed an hour and a half before it was expected making the time currently 4:30pm.
"Daddy, how long is it from here to the hotel?" I asked him hoping it wasn't to far. I looked around at my new surroundings. It was very desert like. Not alot of green. Again we flew through customs and gathered our luggage then continued towards the rep. We were staying at a hotel called Teguisol in Costa Teguise. One of the main resorts. The other was Puerto del Carmen. We'd probaly go there on a trip or something.
"It's about fourty or so minutes Princess." My father replied. I nodded and we walked over to our rep.
After our day of traveling we arrived in our hotel. It looked peaceful. Our key was waiting for us so we walked out of the lobby and outside where the apartments were located. Ours was very close to the entrance. It was only a quarter past five so we all went into our apartment to unpack.
My room was upstairs. It was all white with a few white paintings and so far no cockroaches which was great. I pushed the two single beds together to create a double bed. I had my own bathroom and a large wardrbe. I even had my own vanity table and mirror, although it wasn't very flash. I unpacked then went downstairs and sat out on the balcony. It was smallish. Well it was bigger than I thought it would be. I looked down toward the swimming pool. And I saw him...
Well what did you think? Please review as much as poss! Luv Luv! x.
Mimi is going on holiday, where she meets a boy. It's just a fluffy romance mimato fic, so don't read if you don't like! Anyways, all review will be accepted, so PLEASE review, review, review!
The Holiday.
Chapter One. A Different Country, Another Place.
At 2:30am, my bedroom door creaked open, letting in little light from the upstairs hallway. A faint voice came through the crack in attempts to wake me up. However, I was already awake.
"Mimi, it's time to get up dear. Meet us downstairs soon." came the dry voice of my mother. Obviously, she had just woken up too.
I swung my legs and shivered at the coldness of the room. I had forgotten to shut my window the night before. I was too excited to sleep, but the slumber had come to me everntually. I gently rubbed my eyes and then pushed myself off the bed. I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out my pink princess tank top and a pair of dusted pale pink jeans. I got my trainers out from underneath my bed and put them on too. I then turned on my bedroom light and sat down at my vanity table. I only wanted to apply a little make-up. A pale pink eyeshadow and a little bit of lipgloss. After pulling my hair into a low ponytail, I walked down stairs to greet the rest of my family.
"Good morning Princess. Did you sleep well?" My father asked as I entered the room.
"Yes thank you Daddy. When are we being picked up?" I asked rubbing a little bit more of the sleepy dust from my left eye.
"Not for another hour, i'm afraid." My mother replied.
I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of orange juice. When I went back into the room the television was on and all eyes were turned on the news. Except mine, I just looked at my feet.
At 3:30 am the taxi came, to take us to our destination. All of us got in, my father sitting next to the driver. He was a small man, maybe in his early fifties with white hair and glasses. My father gave him the money and he pulled out into the morning road. We had to leave this early to avoid the morning traffic. It was two hours to the airport.
So on Thursday 5th June, the Tachikawa family were on their way to the airport, for a two week holiday in Lanzarote. All I knew was that it was a small volcanic island. I had done a little research, which was normally so unlike me, and I found out that the Island was only thirty seven miles long and twelve miles wide.It had over a hundred volcanoes there. The local language was spanish, and fourtunatly I could speak a little spanish.
I could hear the radio playing softly in one of the speakers next to me. I hummed along quietly to a few of the tunes I knew. My brother of four was curled up on my mothers lap fast asleep.
The time passed slowly. No one talked much except my father and the driver. When we finally reached the airport we were so glad to be able to stretch our legs. Check in was quick, and we flew through customs. After all the usual plane hasel we went around to find a small café so that we could have breakfast.
I had a medium fruit salad and hot chocolate, my brother had a cheese sandwich, my mother and father had cups of coffee and some toast. We waited a little while in the café until it was half past seven. We were then called to board the plane. It was another ten minute wait until we were actually alowed onto the plane, but by now we were all excited. I don't think anyone minded the wait that much as everything had gone so quickly.
We settled into our seats for the long journey of ten hours straight. we would be eating on the plane but wouldn't be at the hotel until about eight o'clock that evening.
"Mimi, what would you like, the vegiterian dish or the normal?" asked my mother when the stewardess came round with the food.
"I'll have the normal, please." I said. A small white dish passed over to my tray. It was now around midday. I opened the dish and ate most of the contents the drank my orange. I didn't like plane food that much but I was vey hungry. For the rest of the ride, I went to sleep.
The plane landed an hour and a half before it was expected making the time currently 4:30pm.
"Daddy, how long is it from here to the hotel?" I asked him hoping it wasn't to far. I looked around at my new surroundings. It was very desert like. Not alot of green. Again we flew through customs and gathered our luggage then continued towards the rep. We were staying at a hotel called Teguisol in Costa Teguise. One of the main resorts. The other was Puerto del Carmen. We'd probaly go there on a trip or something.
"It's about fourty or so minutes Princess." My father replied. I nodded and we walked over to our rep.
After our day of traveling we arrived in our hotel. It looked peaceful. Our key was waiting for us so we walked out of the lobby and outside where the apartments were located. Ours was very close to the entrance. It was only a quarter past five so we all went into our apartment to unpack.
My room was upstairs. It was all white with a few white paintings and so far no cockroaches which was great. I pushed the two single beds together to create a double bed. I had my own bathroom and a large wardrbe. I even had my own vanity table and mirror, although it wasn't very flash. I unpacked then went downstairs and sat out on the balcony. It was smallish. Well it was bigger than I thought it would be. I looked down toward the swimming pool. And I saw him...
Well what did you think? Please review as much as poss! Luv Luv! x.