Elizabeth:-
She opened her eyes and peered around. A small scream escaped her lips as she struggled to sit up. Where was she?
As her vision focused, so did her mind. She remembered the chaos of the previous day and the disturbing events of the previous night.
Just then, Lori skipped in. "Morning," Elizabeth looked at her more closely than she had done before and saw that Lori was slight and graceful. She had long, blonde, straight hair which hung to below her shoulders and sparkling blue eyes.
Elizabeth clambered out of bed while Lori selected an outfit. She picked out a pair of hip-hugger jeans and a pale blue T-shirt with a flower sewn onto it in the form of small jewels.
Lori flicked the switch on the computer and Elizabeth looked at it in horror as lights began to blink and the screen flickered into action. Lori prised off the pyjamas and eased on the clothes and then handed Elizabeth a hairbrush. She plugged in the straighteners and fingered Elizabeth's long hair.
"You'll need to get this cut." Elizabeth's eyes widened. "You've got an appointment this afternoon. For now though, we'll straighten it." She proceeded to run the straightening irons over the auburn curls until they disappeared.
The computer beeped and Lori turned to it while Elizabeth admired herself in the mirror. She was beckoned by Lori so she timidly looked at the computer.
"Want to watch Pirates of the Caribbean?" She grinned and clicked the mouse again. As the opening credits started to role, she turned the screen so that they could sit on the bed and watch it. Then she sprawled over the covers and motioned for Elizabeth to sit beside her.
"That's me!" Elizabeth exclaimed, "And Will!" Lori just smiled but they proceeded to watch the movie.
Only when the pirates attack Port Royale did Lori speak. "That's not you! You don't have straight hair. That must be Sarah!" They watched in silence until, when Elizabeth ran back into the cabin, the DVD froze and refused to play any more.
Eventually, they gave up and Lori put on a CD. "We're going to Leicester Square for the premiere of Troy. Orlando, who plays Will is going to be there." Elizabeth's eyes lit up.
"Will." Lori smiled and then took Elizabeth for breakfast. She ate the cereal daintily and Lori laughed. She was very unusual.
"Right let's teach you how to act like Sarah."
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(A/N This is getting a bit confusing so I'll do it from Point of Views (POVs) from now on. I was already doing that with myself but now I'll do it with Elizabeth too.)
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Elizabeth's POV:-
I looked at myself in the mirror. I'd just come back from the hairdresser and my hair was now shoulder length and in what Lori calls layers. It was straight and shiny and didn't look like my own at all. And yet... and yet it seemed so familiar. Like it had been mine forever.
Lori bounced over with make up and applied it carefully. I couldn't believe I was going to see Will again. Alright, so he wasn't Will, but he looked like him.
As she applied mascara, I looked into her bright eyes. "Won't someone notice that I have brown eyes? You told me that Sarah has green eyes." In answer to my question, she handed me a small box and I opened it. Inside, there were two small lenses which were tinted green.
"They're contact lenses. Look." She put one of them on her finger and prised my eye open with the other. She pressed the lens against my eye and then removed her finger. I blinked and then realised that I could still see perfectly and that the lens was perfectly comfortable. My eye looked green in the mirror so Lori showed me how to put the other one in and then stepped back to admire me.
She picked up a photograph and held it up to me. "You look exactly like her now." The girl in photograph was an exact replica of me. I hugged Lori and she smiled, tears lingering in the edges of her eyes.
"Come on, we need to get changed or we'll be late." She came back within half an hour wearing light blue jeans and a bright blue T-shirt which had small diamond-like jewels in which formed the word FCUK on it. She was carrying a jacket and a long, black cardigan.
She threw the cardigan to me and then fished through the wardrobe until she found a pair of dark jeans and a black T-shirt with quiksilver written on it in red writing. She helped me to put them on and then grabbed a small, black bag. In this, she stuffed a telephone, a purse and a camera and then fastened the clasp. She had shown me how to use the phone earlier and had told me about the money used here.
Everything was so new and exciting, but some of it was a little daunting. I gathered up the cardigan and my bag and followed Lori downstairs and outside to the street. Cars were lined up along the pavement, but only a few sped along the road.
A car was a large machine which, Lori assured me, was a 'modern' form of carriage. Except that it had and engine instead of a horse. What an engine is I don't know, but the car is certainly more comfortable than a horse-drawn carriage. It does not bump and jerk, nor is it loud, and it soars along at a terrific speed.
After only ten minutes of walking, we arrived at what Lori called the tube station. Here, it was very busy and I had to walk quickly so as not to lose sight of Lori. We boarded a train and it rattled through the tunnels, coming to sudden stops at intervals.
Finally, we stepped out onto the platform and I read the sign. Leicester Square. We were there. I was going to see Wil... Orlando.
A/N Thank you Hott4Orlando (my sole reviewer). Yes, I used you idea and I am planning to change it later, but how I do that, you'll just have to wait and see. I hope you liked this bit too.
Please review! I am starting to feel that this story isn't appreciated.
She opened her eyes and peered around. A small scream escaped her lips as she struggled to sit up. Where was she?
As her vision focused, so did her mind. She remembered the chaos of the previous day and the disturbing events of the previous night.
Just then, Lori skipped in. "Morning," Elizabeth looked at her more closely than she had done before and saw that Lori was slight and graceful. She had long, blonde, straight hair which hung to below her shoulders and sparkling blue eyes.
Elizabeth clambered out of bed while Lori selected an outfit. She picked out a pair of hip-hugger jeans and a pale blue T-shirt with a flower sewn onto it in the form of small jewels.
Lori flicked the switch on the computer and Elizabeth looked at it in horror as lights began to blink and the screen flickered into action. Lori prised off the pyjamas and eased on the clothes and then handed Elizabeth a hairbrush. She plugged in the straighteners and fingered Elizabeth's long hair.
"You'll need to get this cut." Elizabeth's eyes widened. "You've got an appointment this afternoon. For now though, we'll straighten it." She proceeded to run the straightening irons over the auburn curls until they disappeared.
The computer beeped and Lori turned to it while Elizabeth admired herself in the mirror. She was beckoned by Lori so she timidly looked at the computer.
"Want to watch Pirates of the Caribbean?" She grinned and clicked the mouse again. As the opening credits started to role, she turned the screen so that they could sit on the bed and watch it. Then she sprawled over the covers and motioned for Elizabeth to sit beside her.
"That's me!" Elizabeth exclaimed, "And Will!" Lori just smiled but they proceeded to watch the movie.
Only when the pirates attack Port Royale did Lori speak. "That's not you! You don't have straight hair. That must be Sarah!" They watched in silence until, when Elizabeth ran back into the cabin, the DVD froze and refused to play any more.
Eventually, they gave up and Lori put on a CD. "We're going to Leicester Square for the premiere of Troy. Orlando, who plays Will is going to be there." Elizabeth's eyes lit up.
"Will." Lori smiled and then took Elizabeth for breakfast. She ate the cereal daintily and Lori laughed. She was very unusual.
"Right let's teach you how to act like Sarah."
***
(A/N This is getting a bit confusing so I'll do it from Point of Views (POVs) from now on. I was already doing that with myself but now I'll do it with Elizabeth too.)
***
Elizabeth's POV:-
I looked at myself in the mirror. I'd just come back from the hairdresser and my hair was now shoulder length and in what Lori calls layers. It was straight and shiny and didn't look like my own at all. And yet... and yet it seemed so familiar. Like it had been mine forever.
Lori bounced over with make up and applied it carefully. I couldn't believe I was going to see Will again. Alright, so he wasn't Will, but he looked like him.
As she applied mascara, I looked into her bright eyes. "Won't someone notice that I have brown eyes? You told me that Sarah has green eyes." In answer to my question, she handed me a small box and I opened it. Inside, there were two small lenses which were tinted green.
"They're contact lenses. Look." She put one of them on her finger and prised my eye open with the other. She pressed the lens against my eye and then removed her finger. I blinked and then realised that I could still see perfectly and that the lens was perfectly comfortable. My eye looked green in the mirror so Lori showed me how to put the other one in and then stepped back to admire me.
She picked up a photograph and held it up to me. "You look exactly like her now." The girl in photograph was an exact replica of me. I hugged Lori and she smiled, tears lingering in the edges of her eyes.
"Come on, we need to get changed or we'll be late." She came back within half an hour wearing light blue jeans and a bright blue T-shirt which had small diamond-like jewels in which formed the word FCUK on it. She was carrying a jacket and a long, black cardigan.
She threw the cardigan to me and then fished through the wardrobe until she found a pair of dark jeans and a black T-shirt with quiksilver written on it in red writing. She helped me to put them on and then grabbed a small, black bag. In this, she stuffed a telephone, a purse and a camera and then fastened the clasp. She had shown me how to use the phone earlier and had told me about the money used here.
Everything was so new and exciting, but some of it was a little daunting. I gathered up the cardigan and my bag and followed Lori downstairs and outside to the street. Cars were lined up along the pavement, but only a few sped along the road.
A car was a large machine which, Lori assured me, was a 'modern' form of carriage. Except that it had and engine instead of a horse. What an engine is I don't know, but the car is certainly more comfortable than a horse-drawn carriage. It does not bump and jerk, nor is it loud, and it soars along at a terrific speed.
After only ten minutes of walking, we arrived at what Lori called the tube station. Here, it was very busy and I had to walk quickly so as not to lose sight of Lori. We boarded a train and it rattled through the tunnels, coming to sudden stops at intervals.
Finally, we stepped out onto the platform and I read the sign. Leicester Square. We were there. I was going to see Wil... Orlando.
A/N Thank you Hott4Orlando (my sole reviewer). Yes, I used you idea and I am planning to change it later, but how I do that, you'll just have to wait and see. I hope you liked this bit too.
Please review! I am starting to feel that this story isn't appreciated.