Title: Super Agent Thief
History: Serena is one of the youngest ever secret agents working for a branch of the U.S. government that only a select few people know about. The place where she works is called "ABOSI" (America's Bureau of Secret Intelligence), located in Albany, New York. On the outside it looks like a normal business building, but on the inside, it is a federal building full of agents, spies and many more people. What her fellow agents and co- workers don't know is that Serena leads a double life. Serena works for a very important and rich criminal mafia. She is their top thief\spy, also known as Angel, who is wanted in the United States, England, Japan, Russia, Germany and so many other countries, that no one could name them all. No one knows who she is though, for she is a master of disguise.
Summary: Serena has an exciting life. She is a secret agent for the U.S.A and she works for a mafia as a spy and agent for them as well. Serena receives a job from her boss from the mafia to steal something from a rich actor in England. But, the ABOSI finds out about "Angel's" next steal. So, they assign Serena to go undercover to capture "Angel" before the thief can go through with her plans. What's even worse is that the rich actor is doing a show called "Marry an Actor" and 25 ladies from America are trying to win the actor's heart to be married to him, so Serena is entered as one of those ladies. But when Serena meets the bachelor actor, she finds out it's actually Darien Shields, the very man who made her high school years a living hell. What's Serena going to do?
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any other movies that might tie in with this story. (It's loosely based on Miss Congeniality and Entrapment.) I don't own those.
Chapter 3: England
Serena sat behind her desk in her office. She stared blankly ahead while Jeff talked about her assignment.
"So, your new name is going to be Alyssa White," Jeff said. Serena raised her eyebrows.
"Alyssa White? What kind of a name is that?" Serena scoffed. She thought a moment. "I would rather be named something like Lisa Taylor. Alyssa White is too feminine and weak."
"Well, we've already got credit cards, information, and all that on Alyssa White, so you're out of luck."
"You can say that again," Serena muttered and rolled her eyes. She picked up a photo ID. There was a picture of her on it. Underneath the picture was the background information on 'Alyssa White'. "So, I was born in San Francisco, California. I now reside in Manhattan. So far, it's good. I weigh 120 pounds. As if, Jeff! That's bull shit! Do I look like I weigh 120 pounds?!"
Jeff bent over laughing. Serena glared at him. She got up and smacked him over the head. Tears formed in his eyes because he was laughing so hard. Serena growled.
"It wasn't me who put that in there! I swear!" Jeff managed to say between giggles. Serena smacked him again, but continued reading.
"I only weigh 115 pound, thank you very much," Serena whispered. Her eyes flew to the next sentence. "Blonde hair, blue eyes. I am 5'7''. Hmm. Close enough I guess. My occupation is a. . . What the hell?!"
"Heh, well, we had to put something down that would make you look like a perfect girl for the actor," Jeff cried. Serena glared at him furiously. He shrugged and looked out the window. "It's not that bad."
"It's not that bad? I am so not going to be a model! This is crap! Models get no where in this world once they hit, like, 25 years old. And it says here that I am 24! And there are no magazines to prove that I am a model! And do I even look like a model?!" Serena shouted. Jeff smiled weakly. Serena glared at him in suspicion. "What did you do?"
"Promise not to be mad?" Jeff asked. Serena's eyes narrowed even more. Jeff produced a magazine from behind his back. Serena grabbed it and gasped at the cover. It was her in a white ball gown a few months ago at Christmas. There had been a party at the White House and she had been invited. Outside the ball room, there were many photographers and she had allowed one to take her picture. "See? You do look like a model! And this is the only magazine I have allowed to use that picture, so it is proof that you are."
It was true that she looked beautiful that night. She had spent hours at a salon and spa and many other places to look that way. She wore pink eye shadow that brought out the green flecks in her eyes. Her hair was drawn back into a loose twist and curls cascaded down her back. The dress was strapless and had a hoop skirt that trailed behind her. She wore a tiara in her hair, for the party had been a costume one.
"I am going to kill you once we're done with this," Serena said. Jeff patted her back. "Me as a model. You've got to be insane. I'm going to be a model for the next few weeks. Yuck."
"But until then, I still get to tell you what to do on this," Jeff replied. Serena swatted his hand away. "Continue reading. I want to make sure the information is right."
"All right. My parents are dead and I have one older brother named Alec. He is a prominent doctor in Seattle. I have three cats and a dog. I live in an expensive apartment, and that's pretty much it."
"Good. So, your flight leaves tomorrow morning at 8 sharp. You will arrive in London some time later. There, a man or woman will pick you up and take you to Hope Castle. The other girls have already arrived, so you'll be the last. Filming for the show starts tomorrow or the next day after you get there. I hope you have fun."
"Oh, I will," Serena said. She grabbed the rest of the papers on her new identity and sat down. "I will be reviewing my new identity all day, so if you need me, I'll be in here."
"Great, and thank you, Serena. I owe you one," Jeff replied as he walked out the door.
"You owe me many!" Serena cried after him. After he had closed the door, she sat down and began reading. "Okay, Serena, you just have to think. How do I get out of this? Think. . ."
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A few hours later
KNOCK! KNOCK! Serena jumped up from where she had been sleeping in her chair. She looked around confusedly. Her eyes were focusing and un- focusing from being asleep. Some one knocked at the door again. Serena glanced out the window. The sun was going down.
"Crap! I'm coming!" Serena shouted as she made her way over to the door. Opening it, she found Lita standing there. "Hi!"
"Hey, it's getting late. Ready to go?" Lita asked. Her lavender purse hung loosely over her shoulder. She giggled as she saw Serena's face. "Sleeping?"
"Don't tell Jeff," Serena laughed. "One minute."
Serena ran over to her desk. She grabbed a few folders and stuck them into her brief case. She swung her purse over her shoulder and turned off her computer. Lita waited for her at the entrance of the office.
"I'm going to miss you. How long will you be gone?" Lita asked. Serena shrugged.
"Probably a few weeks," Serena answered. The two ladies made their way through the office cubicles and over to the elevator. "Tell Jeff that my office needs to be cleaned out while I'm gone."
"Sure," Lita said. They paused and said good-bye once they left the building. Serena took a cab back to her apartment and Lita waited for Nick to pick her up.
Serena walked up the stairs to her apartment. There were five rooms in all, a bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, a living room, and a dining room. Each room was painted a different color. Serena opened the door and dropped the keys on the counter as she made her way into the kitchen.
"I was waiting for you," a voice startled her from behind. She jumped and smacked the man behind her. He yelped and rubbed his sore shoulder.
"You scared me, Drew!" Serena yelled. Andrew laughed. They walked over to the table where Andrew sat and Serena put her purse and briefcase down. "What are you doing here? You should be out at a club seducing five women. And didn't I revoke my key a while ago from you?"
"Yeah, you did, but I made duplicates just in case I missed you, Sere," Andrew replied. Serena rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to make herself dinner. "Actually, Boss sent me here. We're supposed to fly out together tomorrow. I'm going to be posing as an assistant to the director or some one."
"This makes my day," Serena laughed. She pulled out a pot and poured some water in it and set it over the stove. "Top Ramen?"
"Yes, please," Andrew answered. He got up and walked over to Serena.
"Don't get any ideas," Serena warned as she pulled down two packs of noodles and another pot for Andrew. Andrew merely smiled and sat on the counter. "You know, you could help."
"I like watching you do it."
"More like you like watching the back side of me as I reach for these bowls and stuff, right?"
"You got me there. So, are you nervous about the two jobs?"
"How do you know about them?"
"I have my ways."
"Well, I don't know what to do about them."
"I'll help you."
"What's the price?"
"Let me stay here tonight."
"You aren't getting anything from me if you stay."
"That's fine."
"All right then, help me."
"Win the competition."
"WHAT?!" Serena dropped the pot she was pouring the noodles out of. "I am not marrying an actor."
"If you win, you get the diamond no matter what. So, you can "steal" it and then give it to Boss, and tell everyone that you didn't want to marry the actor and that you gave the ring away. Then you would have stopped "Angel" from getting it and both sides would be happy," Andrew explained. Serena handed him his bowl of noodles and glared at him. They walked over to the table and began to eat.
"What if I don't win?" Serena asked. "I'm not the type of girl that everyone wants."
"Try," Andrew replied. He slurped up a big forkful of noodles.
"Maybe. There is still some time to think about it," Serena said. "Let's talk about something else."
Andrew and Serena talked for a while and then washed the dishes. Serena jumped onto the sofa and began to watch an episode of Charmed. Andrew joined her after finishing up his dishes. They watched TV for a while and then headed to bed.
"Good night, Sere," Andrew said. He hopped into bed and pulled the covers over his body. He was wearing boxers only. Serena wore pink pajama bottoms and a pink spaghetti strap shirt. She got into bed as well. She flicked off the light and snuggled into the covers and Andrew's warm body. (And no, they don't do "it". They're just really good friends.)
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"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," Andrew shook Serena gently. She was sprawled across the bed, hugging a pillow. Andrew shook her again, but she didn't move. He sighed. "If you're not getting up, I'm leaving without you."
"Mmph," Serena moaned. She grabbed her pillow and threw it at Andrew. It hit him in the face.
"Thanks, Sere," Andrew said. Serena rolled over and tried to dig deeper into the covers. Andrew threw the pillow back at Serena. "If you're not up in 30 seconds, then no breakfast!"
Serena merely rolled over again and grabbed the other pillow to cover her head. Andrew grabbed the covers and yanked them off Serena. She yelped at the sudden coldness and jumped up to chase Andrew around the bedroom, yelling curses and hitting him with her pillow. Andrew laughed and ran out towards the kitchen. Serena rubbed her eyes and grabbed a pair of low-cut jeans and a red shirt. She headed towards the bathroom to take her shower.
Fifteen minutes later, Serena emerged from the bathroom looking beautiful. Andrew had put their suitcases out by the door. He handed her a plate of pancakes.
"It's almost time to leave. We have to be at the airport around seven or so," Andrew said as he and Serena began eating. The pancakes quelled Serena's hunger and she nodded. Her hair was tied back in a loose braid. Andrew wore a plaid shirt and jeans.
"Damn! I haven't even packed!"
"Don't worry. I packed for you."
"And what did you pack? All lacy bras and underwear?" Andrew smirked and shrugged mischievously. Serena rolled her eyes, but trusted that that wasn't true.
"You never know."
"Yeah, do I have to sit by you on the plane?" Serena asked and made a face.
"Yep," Andrew replied proudly and put his dishes in the dishwasher. Serena did the same.
"Fine, but I am not sharing the same room with you at the castle place," Serena said as she walked over to grab her purse. "Who am I rooming with anyways?"
"I think you're rooming with another girl or two from the contestants," Andrew answered. Serena and Andrew grabbed their things and headed down to the lobby of the apartment\penthouse building.
"Miss Ryan?" an older man asked. Serena nodded. The man motioned for her to follow him to the limo waiting outside the building. They drove over to the airport and boarded the plane.
Ten hours later, Serena stepped from the plane looking very tired. Andrew hugged her and she pushed him away. He smirked and grabbed her hand.
"Wow! So, this is England! Are you happy to be here?" Andrew asked Serena. She shrugged.
"Happy as a clam," Serena replied and looked around sleepily. Her face went thoughtful for a moment. "Ew, clams. Gross."
"Hah, well I don't think you'll be eating those here."
"Thank the Lord."
"Hey look! There's a lady with our names on a board! She must be taking us to Hope Castle!"
"Joy."
"You know it. Okay, let's go."
Serena and Andrew went over to the lady and introduced themselves. They got into another limo and began the two hour drive to Hope Castle. Serena slept through most of it, after ordering the driver to stop at a McDonalds for fries and a milkshake. She woke up about ten minutes from the castle.
"Good to see you awake," Andrew greeted her as she opened her eyes. Serena smacked him and stretched. "We're almost there."
"What's the itinerary for when I reach the castle?" Serena asked. She looked out the window. Thousands of acres of green hills covered the horizon. Lots of trees were in bloom and meadows with deer and other animals lay before the hills.
"Well, this guy named Melvin called a while ago on your cell phone. You didn't wake up, so I answered for you. He said that tonight you would meet the bachelor actor guy on television. There is to be a welcoming ball. And you'll meet the bachelor guy there. It starts at 8 pm."
"What?! A ball? I have no ball gowns!"
"Calm down, Sere. This designer guy has designed ball gowns for you. No worries."
"Yeah, you're not the one who has to be presented to this actor at a ball on live television whom you have NEVER met."
"I'll be there. I just won't be on television."
"What ever. Oh, wow. Is that the castle?"
A tall stone castle came into view as the limo turned a corner around a hill. A beautiful blue lake spread off to the side. Thousands of trees grew all around it. The castle had four towers and a bridge that ran across a river from the lake. The castle was huge and pretty in an ancient medieval way.
The limo stopped as it went over the bridge and swung around in front of the main entrance. The door to the limo was opened by a man in an expensive suit.
"Miss White and Mr. Harlow?" the man asked. Serena raised an eyebrow at Andrew's fake name. Andrew nodded his head at the man. They scooted out of the limo. A few bellboys grabbed their luggage from the trunk. The limo left. Serena gazed up at the castle, smiling. "Welcome to Hope Castle. May your stay be a pleasant one."
'Oh, it will.' Serena thought with a smile. 'It will.'
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A\N: Thank you everyone who reviewed. And for those of you read this story and haven't reviewed – REVIEW. Even if it is one word. I enjoy positive feedback. It makes me like to continue my story. I love all reviews! Well, maybe not the bad ones as much. But continue reviewing.
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----- Serena goes to the ball. -----
----- Serena meets Darien and sparks fly. Uh oh. -----
History: Serena is one of the youngest ever secret agents working for a branch of the U.S. government that only a select few people know about. The place where she works is called "ABOSI" (America's Bureau of Secret Intelligence), located in Albany, New York. On the outside it looks like a normal business building, but on the inside, it is a federal building full of agents, spies and many more people. What her fellow agents and co- workers don't know is that Serena leads a double life. Serena works for a very important and rich criminal mafia. She is their top thief\spy, also known as Angel, who is wanted in the United States, England, Japan, Russia, Germany and so many other countries, that no one could name them all. No one knows who she is though, for she is a master of disguise.
Summary: Serena has an exciting life. She is a secret agent for the U.S.A and she works for a mafia as a spy and agent for them as well. Serena receives a job from her boss from the mafia to steal something from a rich actor in England. But, the ABOSI finds out about "Angel's" next steal. So, they assign Serena to go undercover to capture "Angel" before the thief can go through with her plans. What's even worse is that the rich actor is doing a show called "Marry an Actor" and 25 ladies from America are trying to win the actor's heart to be married to him, so Serena is entered as one of those ladies. But when Serena meets the bachelor actor, she finds out it's actually Darien Shields, the very man who made her high school years a living hell. What's Serena going to do?
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any other movies that might tie in with this story. (It's loosely based on Miss Congeniality and Entrapment.) I don't own those.
Chapter 3: England
Serena sat behind her desk in her office. She stared blankly ahead while Jeff talked about her assignment.
"So, your new name is going to be Alyssa White," Jeff said. Serena raised her eyebrows.
"Alyssa White? What kind of a name is that?" Serena scoffed. She thought a moment. "I would rather be named something like Lisa Taylor. Alyssa White is too feminine and weak."
"Well, we've already got credit cards, information, and all that on Alyssa White, so you're out of luck."
"You can say that again," Serena muttered and rolled her eyes. She picked up a photo ID. There was a picture of her on it. Underneath the picture was the background information on 'Alyssa White'. "So, I was born in San Francisco, California. I now reside in Manhattan. So far, it's good. I weigh 120 pounds. As if, Jeff! That's bull shit! Do I look like I weigh 120 pounds?!"
Jeff bent over laughing. Serena glared at him. She got up and smacked him over the head. Tears formed in his eyes because he was laughing so hard. Serena growled.
"It wasn't me who put that in there! I swear!" Jeff managed to say between giggles. Serena smacked him again, but continued reading.
"I only weigh 115 pound, thank you very much," Serena whispered. Her eyes flew to the next sentence. "Blonde hair, blue eyes. I am 5'7''. Hmm. Close enough I guess. My occupation is a. . . What the hell?!"
"Heh, well, we had to put something down that would make you look like a perfect girl for the actor," Jeff cried. Serena glared at him furiously. He shrugged and looked out the window. "It's not that bad."
"It's not that bad? I am so not going to be a model! This is crap! Models get no where in this world once they hit, like, 25 years old. And it says here that I am 24! And there are no magazines to prove that I am a model! And do I even look like a model?!" Serena shouted. Jeff smiled weakly. Serena glared at him in suspicion. "What did you do?"
"Promise not to be mad?" Jeff asked. Serena's eyes narrowed even more. Jeff produced a magazine from behind his back. Serena grabbed it and gasped at the cover. It was her in a white ball gown a few months ago at Christmas. There had been a party at the White House and she had been invited. Outside the ball room, there were many photographers and she had allowed one to take her picture. "See? You do look like a model! And this is the only magazine I have allowed to use that picture, so it is proof that you are."
It was true that she looked beautiful that night. She had spent hours at a salon and spa and many other places to look that way. She wore pink eye shadow that brought out the green flecks in her eyes. Her hair was drawn back into a loose twist and curls cascaded down her back. The dress was strapless and had a hoop skirt that trailed behind her. She wore a tiara in her hair, for the party had been a costume one.
"I am going to kill you once we're done with this," Serena said. Jeff patted her back. "Me as a model. You've got to be insane. I'm going to be a model for the next few weeks. Yuck."
"But until then, I still get to tell you what to do on this," Jeff replied. Serena swatted his hand away. "Continue reading. I want to make sure the information is right."
"All right. My parents are dead and I have one older brother named Alec. He is a prominent doctor in Seattle. I have three cats and a dog. I live in an expensive apartment, and that's pretty much it."
"Good. So, your flight leaves tomorrow morning at 8 sharp. You will arrive in London some time later. There, a man or woman will pick you up and take you to Hope Castle. The other girls have already arrived, so you'll be the last. Filming for the show starts tomorrow or the next day after you get there. I hope you have fun."
"Oh, I will," Serena said. She grabbed the rest of the papers on her new identity and sat down. "I will be reviewing my new identity all day, so if you need me, I'll be in here."
"Great, and thank you, Serena. I owe you one," Jeff replied as he walked out the door.
"You owe me many!" Serena cried after him. After he had closed the door, she sat down and began reading. "Okay, Serena, you just have to think. How do I get out of this? Think. . ."
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A few hours later
KNOCK! KNOCK! Serena jumped up from where she had been sleeping in her chair. She looked around confusedly. Her eyes were focusing and un- focusing from being asleep. Some one knocked at the door again. Serena glanced out the window. The sun was going down.
"Crap! I'm coming!" Serena shouted as she made her way over to the door. Opening it, she found Lita standing there. "Hi!"
"Hey, it's getting late. Ready to go?" Lita asked. Her lavender purse hung loosely over her shoulder. She giggled as she saw Serena's face. "Sleeping?"
"Don't tell Jeff," Serena laughed. "One minute."
Serena ran over to her desk. She grabbed a few folders and stuck them into her brief case. She swung her purse over her shoulder and turned off her computer. Lita waited for her at the entrance of the office.
"I'm going to miss you. How long will you be gone?" Lita asked. Serena shrugged.
"Probably a few weeks," Serena answered. The two ladies made their way through the office cubicles and over to the elevator. "Tell Jeff that my office needs to be cleaned out while I'm gone."
"Sure," Lita said. They paused and said good-bye once they left the building. Serena took a cab back to her apartment and Lita waited for Nick to pick her up.
Serena walked up the stairs to her apartment. There were five rooms in all, a bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, a living room, and a dining room. Each room was painted a different color. Serena opened the door and dropped the keys on the counter as she made her way into the kitchen.
"I was waiting for you," a voice startled her from behind. She jumped and smacked the man behind her. He yelped and rubbed his sore shoulder.
"You scared me, Drew!" Serena yelled. Andrew laughed. They walked over to the table where Andrew sat and Serena put her purse and briefcase down. "What are you doing here? You should be out at a club seducing five women. And didn't I revoke my key a while ago from you?"
"Yeah, you did, but I made duplicates just in case I missed you, Sere," Andrew replied. Serena rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to make herself dinner. "Actually, Boss sent me here. We're supposed to fly out together tomorrow. I'm going to be posing as an assistant to the director or some one."
"This makes my day," Serena laughed. She pulled out a pot and poured some water in it and set it over the stove. "Top Ramen?"
"Yes, please," Andrew answered. He got up and walked over to Serena.
"Don't get any ideas," Serena warned as she pulled down two packs of noodles and another pot for Andrew. Andrew merely smiled and sat on the counter. "You know, you could help."
"I like watching you do it."
"More like you like watching the back side of me as I reach for these bowls and stuff, right?"
"You got me there. So, are you nervous about the two jobs?"
"How do you know about them?"
"I have my ways."
"Well, I don't know what to do about them."
"I'll help you."
"What's the price?"
"Let me stay here tonight."
"You aren't getting anything from me if you stay."
"That's fine."
"All right then, help me."
"Win the competition."
"WHAT?!" Serena dropped the pot she was pouring the noodles out of. "I am not marrying an actor."
"If you win, you get the diamond no matter what. So, you can "steal" it and then give it to Boss, and tell everyone that you didn't want to marry the actor and that you gave the ring away. Then you would have stopped "Angel" from getting it and both sides would be happy," Andrew explained. Serena handed him his bowl of noodles and glared at him. They walked over to the table and began to eat.
"What if I don't win?" Serena asked. "I'm not the type of girl that everyone wants."
"Try," Andrew replied. He slurped up a big forkful of noodles.
"Maybe. There is still some time to think about it," Serena said. "Let's talk about something else."
Andrew and Serena talked for a while and then washed the dishes. Serena jumped onto the sofa and began to watch an episode of Charmed. Andrew joined her after finishing up his dishes. They watched TV for a while and then headed to bed.
"Good night, Sere," Andrew said. He hopped into bed and pulled the covers over his body. He was wearing boxers only. Serena wore pink pajama bottoms and a pink spaghetti strap shirt. She got into bed as well. She flicked off the light and snuggled into the covers and Andrew's warm body. (And no, they don't do "it". They're just really good friends.)
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"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," Andrew shook Serena gently. She was sprawled across the bed, hugging a pillow. Andrew shook her again, but she didn't move. He sighed. "If you're not getting up, I'm leaving without you."
"Mmph," Serena moaned. She grabbed her pillow and threw it at Andrew. It hit him in the face.
"Thanks, Sere," Andrew said. Serena rolled over and tried to dig deeper into the covers. Andrew threw the pillow back at Serena. "If you're not up in 30 seconds, then no breakfast!"
Serena merely rolled over again and grabbed the other pillow to cover her head. Andrew grabbed the covers and yanked them off Serena. She yelped at the sudden coldness and jumped up to chase Andrew around the bedroom, yelling curses and hitting him with her pillow. Andrew laughed and ran out towards the kitchen. Serena rubbed her eyes and grabbed a pair of low-cut jeans and a red shirt. She headed towards the bathroom to take her shower.
Fifteen minutes later, Serena emerged from the bathroom looking beautiful. Andrew had put their suitcases out by the door. He handed her a plate of pancakes.
"It's almost time to leave. We have to be at the airport around seven or so," Andrew said as he and Serena began eating. The pancakes quelled Serena's hunger and she nodded. Her hair was tied back in a loose braid. Andrew wore a plaid shirt and jeans.
"Damn! I haven't even packed!"
"Don't worry. I packed for you."
"And what did you pack? All lacy bras and underwear?" Andrew smirked and shrugged mischievously. Serena rolled her eyes, but trusted that that wasn't true.
"You never know."
"Yeah, do I have to sit by you on the plane?" Serena asked and made a face.
"Yep," Andrew replied proudly and put his dishes in the dishwasher. Serena did the same.
"Fine, but I am not sharing the same room with you at the castle place," Serena said as she walked over to grab her purse. "Who am I rooming with anyways?"
"I think you're rooming with another girl or two from the contestants," Andrew answered. Serena and Andrew grabbed their things and headed down to the lobby of the apartment\penthouse building.
"Miss Ryan?" an older man asked. Serena nodded. The man motioned for her to follow him to the limo waiting outside the building. They drove over to the airport and boarded the plane.
Ten hours later, Serena stepped from the plane looking very tired. Andrew hugged her and she pushed him away. He smirked and grabbed her hand.
"Wow! So, this is England! Are you happy to be here?" Andrew asked Serena. She shrugged.
"Happy as a clam," Serena replied and looked around sleepily. Her face went thoughtful for a moment. "Ew, clams. Gross."
"Hah, well I don't think you'll be eating those here."
"Thank the Lord."
"Hey look! There's a lady with our names on a board! She must be taking us to Hope Castle!"
"Joy."
"You know it. Okay, let's go."
Serena and Andrew went over to the lady and introduced themselves. They got into another limo and began the two hour drive to Hope Castle. Serena slept through most of it, after ordering the driver to stop at a McDonalds for fries and a milkshake. She woke up about ten minutes from the castle.
"Good to see you awake," Andrew greeted her as she opened her eyes. Serena smacked him and stretched. "We're almost there."
"What's the itinerary for when I reach the castle?" Serena asked. She looked out the window. Thousands of acres of green hills covered the horizon. Lots of trees were in bloom and meadows with deer and other animals lay before the hills.
"Well, this guy named Melvin called a while ago on your cell phone. You didn't wake up, so I answered for you. He said that tonight you would meet the bachelor actor guy on television. There is to be a welcoming ball. And you'll meet the bachelor guy there. It starts at 8 pm."
"What?! A ball? I have no ball gowns!"
"Calm down, Sere. This designer guy has designed ball gowns for you. No worries."
"Yeah, you're not the one who has to be presented to this actor at a ball on live television whom you have NEVER met."
"I'll be there. I just won't be on television."
"What ever. Oh, wow. Is that the castle?"
A tall stone castle came into view as the limo turned a corner around a hill. A beautiful blue lake spread off to the side. Thousands of trees grew all around it. The castle had four towers and a bridge that ran across a river from the lake. The castle was huge and pretty in an ancient medieval way.
The limo stopped as it went over the bridge and swung around in front of the main entrance. The door to the limo was opened by a man in an expensive suit.
"Miss White and Mr. Harlow?" the man asked. Serena raised an eyebrow at Andrew's fake name. Andrew nodded his head at the man. They scooted out of the limo. A few bellboys grabbed their luggage from the trunk. The limo left. Serena gazed up at the castle, smiling. "Welcome to Hope Castle. May your stay be a pleasant one."
'Oh, it will.' Serena thought with a smile. 'It will.'
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A\N: Thank you everyone who reviewed. And for those of you read this story and haven't reviewed – REVIEW. Even if it is one word. I enjoy positive feedback. It makes me like to continue my story. I love all reviews! Well, maybe not the bad ones as much. But continue reviewing.
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----- Serena goes to the ball. -----
----- Serena meets Darien and sparks fly. Uh oh. -----