Elizabeth Natalie Kabra was bored. It was a very rainy day and she had nothing to do. It was too wet to go shopping and she had already watched at least a thousand movies today. 17 Again, My Fair Lady, 13 going on 30, The Princess Diaries...and so on.
Natalie surveyed the walls of her room sighing. She heard the front door open and slam shut. It was probably Ian going with Father to the Lucian headquarters located in the underground of Buckingham Palace. Ian needed to know more about the Lucian heritage seeing as he was the only heir.
It wasn't fair, in Natalie's point of view. She was smarter, hotter, and more ruthless than Ian. She knew how to keep Lucians in line. He didn't.
Natalie got out her laptop and began surfing the web. She visited the Hermes Birkin website first, checking if they had any new bags worth buying. She didn't shop online, it was too vulgar. Nor did she shop from a catalog too. She loathed e-bay. Who would want to buy second hand stuff that were probably used by people with germs or worse, diseases.
Seeing nothing in the Birkin website, she went over to Prada then Chanel then Gucci. She saved Stella Mcartney for last but didn't see anything she liked. Putting her head in her hands, she typed in the link for the Apple Store. Natalie had broken her old IPod. She needed a new one.
After seeing an IPod nano that she liked, and listing it down, she clicked over to her e-mail. There were two e-mails from her cousins Alana Flores and Chrissy Collins who were in the Philippines, trying to destroy the Janus stronghold there. The Januses were very strong in Italy and in the East Asian countries, especially Philippines and Malaysia.
She replied back and signed out. Natalie brightened up, she thought of something to do! She was going to try hacking Ian's e-mail!
It was too easy...another piece of evidence that Ian had no brilliance or wit for the next Lucian leader. His username was lame, LucianHeir87 and his password was stupid, homingpoodlesattackedme. Natalie smiled to herself, Ian was no match for her.
He had a message from Alana Flores asking him if he would like another weapon for his birthday. Other than that, his inbox was empty and so were his sent messages.
"Why are there so many messages in his draft folder? What is wrong with him? Why bother writing an e-mail and not sending them?" Natalie wondered out loud. Ian was undeniably stupid, naive, ignorant and dumb. There was no doubt about it.
Natalie clicked over to the saved messages and read each one. "Eww, this is so cheesy and sappy...No wonder Amy didn't like him" she said while wrinkling her nose. Her brilliant idea wasn't so brilliant after all. There was nothing to see in Ian's e-mail except for some cheesy messages. This was a waste of an afternoon and Natalie didn't believe in wasting time.
She smiled deviously again. "Let's try sending a few of them" she said slowly "Ian won't notice" She checked each of the unsent messages and sent them to Amy. "There" Natalie said content with her own ruthlessness. "Let's see Ian do something about that"