Chapter 5
Um, sorry this chapter has taken so long to put up. I have been busy while school, and writing some more stuff on stories. (These stories are a few fanfics that might be posted and one that is of my own design that no one will find out what it is.) And my Birthday. I'm now 13! Yay for me! I have a boyfriend, (do not ask) and he is sooooooo cute! Well that's not the point. Here's the story.
Angela had been riding for a few weeks when she finally got to London. Her clothes were ragged and torn but still covered the most important parts. She wore a pair of black pants and one blue shirt though the shirt looked anything but blue. The midnight blue cloak covered most of her as she rode into London. She rode down the streets getting very odd looks from the very few people walking down the streets on the cloudy, dreary Sunday. As she neared the Borders (A.N. hey I have to give some name to the bookstore. See Harry Potter #1) and some record store, she noticed in between them a pub. That no one else was able to see. She gave a thought of it, but then swung off Sky and lead Sky into the pub.
Tom was cleaning some of the bar's cups when a grimy looking girl came in. Tom wasn't surprised at the girl, he had had weirder people come in, what he was surprised at was the horse that the girl was leading. The horse then nuzzled the girl's shoulder and she whispered something to her. The girl then looked up and asked, "Is there a bathroom I can get, um, cleaned up in?" The girl smiled sheepishly at the last part. "Yes we have showers and restrooms. Just go to your left and take the fifth door on your right." "Thank you, do you have a place where I can keep my horse, her name is Sky." "Certainly, I take her there my self." After the girl walked down the hallway and he took the horse down to the stables he realized that he didn't get her name.
Angela had stepped into the shower after she clean her clothes with a quick wave of the hand and a muttered spell. Angela turned the water as hot has she could stand. She let the hot water pound over her relaxing her muscles and letting all the tensions flow down the drain. Angela knew that she hadn't told the bartender her name for she couldn't. She needed a new name, something that no one would suspect. Angela stood there thinking as she washed her hair for the third time finally getting all the grime out of it. Then as she started to put conditioner in her hair, it hit her. Chloe. That would be her new name. But the last name would have to sound American like she did. The newly named Chloe thought for a few more minutes as she lathered herself and after a few more contemplation of different last names Chloe decided on Smith. "Chloe Smith," she thought, "not bad, not bad at all." Chloe got out of the shower and started to dry herself off. She got her newly clean clothes off the rack and slipped them on. "It felt so good to be clean." Chloe thought, as she made sure she had everything still in her bag. Then she walked out the door back into the hallway.
So? What do you think? Now before you press that little review button I would like to go over the chapter.
Angela comes to London
Angela decides to change her name
Angela is now Chloe Smith
There, now you know what happed, also, the name Chloe Smith is from a story of mine. If you would like to use her please contact me and I will give you everything about her but you must give me credit! Please review!