I don't own anything except an 8yr old Vauxhall Corsa, a dog named Zee and
a really bitchin leather jacket.
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Chapter 1: New beginnings
The intercom buzzed, "We will be arriving in New York in about 40mins, the weather is fine and we are on time so there should be no delays today folks." The girl sighed, another forty minutes! She didn't think she could take it, the man beside her was snoring loudly and clearly, thought the girl, should have bought two seats to rest his above average ass. She smirked to herself, she was getting better at this political correctness thing and this human rights thing had possibilities, but right now she had to vent. She reached up and pressed the buzzer for the airhostess, the woman got up with an ' I'm ready to help smile ' which quickly vanished when she saw who it was. "Yes ma'am what is it this time," she said in a rather patronising manner, ooh thought the girl, I was gonna play nice but now... "There is no need to take that tone of voice with me," she said loudly, "I am merely using my constitutional right of free speech, and all I wish to do is inform you of a small short coming in your otherwise impeccable service which, as it says in your in-flight magazine, you appreciate greatly." By this time the airhostess was scarlet and in the process of heading for a nice shade of purple, which, it had to be said, complemented her eyes beautifully. The other passengers on the plane started to tut and mutter amongst themselves, "I'm dreadfully sorry ma'am " said the airhostess, "it has been a long flight, and I know that's not an excuse, but I'm very tired..." She trailed off lamely. One of the colleges came up behind her and said, "We are very sorry about that, and to compensate would you like to have something from Duty Free, courtesy of the airline, naturally." The girl smiled, this was getting better and better, "Why thank-you," said the girl as she glanced through the book until she came to the page named 'Spirits' and smiled again. "Yes I'd like to take advantage of the 4 for 5 on the 5 litre (?) bottles of Southern Comfort thank you," she said as she looked up innocently into the faces of the shocked airhostesses. "Not a problem ma'am," she said and stalked off. Well that was a profitable waste of time thought the girl, " Shame on you," said her conscience, "It's not nice to pick on life-forms who's intelligence is much lower than yours," the girl snickered some more.
As the plane came into land and the girl was chewing gum to stop her ears from popping she remembered that her mum always had loads of problems with her ears on planes. She felt herself start to fill up but she angrily pushed it aside, berating herself for being so weak. "They're gone," she told herself harshly, "And crying won't bring them back." She had regained control of herself as she exited the plane, checked the top pocket for the ninetieth time that day, gave one last sarcastic smile to the airhostess and stepped off the plane. Despite the fact she loves to travel she was in a dismal mood as she collected her small bag and exited the airport. By the time she got to the front of the unbelievably long taxi line, she was in a worse mood. As she gave the taxi driver the name of her hotel she thought over what she was doing here in New York. "On a fools errand most likely," she thought but it didn't matter, she needed to know.
xxxxxx Flashback xxxxxx
She was sitting at a desk, staring at the policeman opposite and said "What?" "Mrs McCann was your adopted mother yes?" he questioned "Adopted?"
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"Admittedly not the nicest way to find out," she thought, "but it's better than not knowing." As she stepped out of the taxi at the door of her hotel and looked around she thought, "So this is the beginning of my new life, well it couldn't be worse than the last one."
Or that's what she thought.
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Well that's chapter one finished, and it wasn't too depressing was it? What do you think of the length cos when I'm writing this it seems quite long but maybe it isn't I don't know. Yeah I don't think she'll be meeting the x-men in the next chapter sorry, I just take too long to do anything. Well please review and don't be afraid to criticise my work cos I know my writing skills leave a lot to be desired (.
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Chapter 1: New beginnings
The intercom buzzed, "We will be arriving in New York in about 40mins, the weather is fine and we are on time so there should be no delays today folks." The girl sighed, another forty minutes! She didn't think she could take it, the man beside her was snoring loudly and clearly, thought the girl, should have bought two seats to rest his above average ass. She smirked to herself, she was getting better at this political correctness thing and this human rights thing had possibilities, but right now she had to vent. She reached up and pressed the buzzer for the airhostess, the woman got up with an ' I'm ready to help smile ' which quickly vanished when she saw who it was. "Yes ma'am what is it this time," she said in a rather patronising manner, ooh thought the girl, I was gonna play nice but now... "There is no need to take that tone of voice with me," she said loudly, "I am merely using my constitutional right of free speech, and all I wish to do is inform you of a small short coming in your otherwise impeccable service which, as it says in your in-flight magazine, you appreciate greatly." By this time the airhostess was scarlet and in the process of heading for a nice shade of purple, which, it had to be said, complemented her eyes beautifully. The other passengers on the plane started to tut and mutter amongst themselves, "I'm dreadfully sorry ma'am " said the airhostess, "it has been a long flight, and I know that's not an excuse, but I'm very tired..." She trailed off lamely. One of the colleges came up behind her and said, "We are very sorry about that, and to compensate would you like to have something from Duty Free, courtesy of the airline, naturally." The girl smiled, this was getting better and better, "Why thank-you," said the girl as she glanced through the book until she came to the page named 'Spirits' and smiled again. "Yes I'd like to take advantage of the 4 for 5 on the 5 litre (?) bottles of Southern Comfort thank you," she said as she looked up innocently into the faces of the shocked airhostesses. "Not a problem ma'am," she said and stalked off. Well that was a profitable waste of time thought the girl, " Shame on you," said her conscience, "It's not nice to pick on life-forms who's intelligence is much lower than yours," the girl snickered some more.
As the plane came into land and the girl was chewing gum to stop her ears from popping she remembered that her mum always had loads of problems with her ears on planes. She felt herself start to fill up but she angrily pushed it aside, berating herself for being so weak. "They're gone," she told herself harshly, "And crying won't bring them back." She had regained control of herself as she exited the plane, checked the top pocket for the ninetieth time that day, gave one last sarcastic smile to the airhostess and stepped off the plane. Despite the fact she loves to travel she was in a dismal mood as she collected her small bag and exited the airport. By the time she got to the front of the unbelievably long taxi line, she was in a worse mood. As she gave the taxi driver the name of her hotel she thought over what she was doing here in New York. "On a fools errand most likely," she thought but it didn't matter, she needed to know.
xxxxxx Flashback xxxxxx
She was sitting at a desk, staring at the policeman opposite and said "What?" "Mrs McCann was your adopted mother yes?" he questioned "Adopted?"
xxxxxx End flashback xxxxxx
"Admittedly not the nicest way to find out," she thought, "but it's better than not knowing." As she stepped out of the taxi at the door of her hotel and looked around she thought, "So this is the beginning of my new life, well it couldn't be worse than the last one."
Or that's what she thought.
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Well that's chapter one finished, and it wasn't too depressing was it? What do you think of the length cos when I'm writing this it seems quite long but maybe it isn't I don't know. Yeah I don't think she'll be meeting the x-men in the next chapter sorry, I just take too long to do anything. Well please review and don't be afraid to criticise my work cos I know my writing skills leave a lot to be desired (.