Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional, Apart from the ones that I don't own, i.e. the Digimon, Chaos and the Digital Worlds. The places that I mention in the Aosta Valley are real though.
Rated for swearing.
Meet Lizzie. She's blond, straightens her hair, wears tight clothes and likes to ski in the holidays. How she ended up in a Digimon fic I don't know, but here she is. I suppose it was that I saw a blond girl wearing goggles on the way to the ski resort last week…
The Beginning
She watched the Aosta landscape fly past her window, not really paying attention as the coach entered the town. That weird girl, Tara, kept staring at her, so Lizzie was ignoring her. A boy, Max Lee, was also staring, but only because she was sitting right between him and Tara. Lee was dismantling an old sandwich that he'd found down the side of a seat, and was throwing the crumbs at Tara. It was Lizzie's own bad luck that she was sat on the seat 2 rows behind Lee, and 1 in front of Tara, right between them. Most of the crumbs landed in her hair, not getting as far as the row behind. Occasionally Lizzie had to take off her goggles and headband, to shake the crumbs out. But eventually she had to speak. "Oy, Max! Bugger off would you? That's hitting me!" Did I mention that Lizzie speaks posh fluently?
"So?" Lee scruffed up his coal-black hair some more, not that it made much difference.
"So, it's hitting me, so you stop throwing that disgusting sandwich at me!"
"I weren't throwin' it at you; I was throwin' it at 'er."
"Well don't, it's hitting me!"
And then the coach reversed into the car park.
A/N: Just an intro! Not much to review as of now, but say what you think of the blond goggle girl idea. If it's positive, or at least interest, I'll type up some more. To quote Elliot, the ski instructor: "Is okay?"