A/N - Second chapter! Please reveiw! Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Four months later - November

I did it. I left New Jersey and 7 and a half hours later I ended up stood in my Ugg boots and thick parker coat outside London Heathrow, my hair blowing across my face, and all I could think was: I came at the wrong time of year. November in England is waaaayyyyy too cold! Well, I'm here now and I'm not going back.

Or should I?

"NO! Lilly, you must stay, it took enough convincing Mom and Dad to come and was plenty expensive, there is no going back!" I say to myself. Oh great I'm one of the weirdoes who do that now, okay. Well back home I'm a weirdo anyway because I actually did my work in school and, well frankly I'm rude and I don't beat about the bush, and as a result had no friends. I suppose that was one of the reasons I was so excited for my trip to England. I could start afresh. New family and actually get some friends.

I hailed a classic black cab before grabbing my 3 bright blue bags and jumping in. The cab driver, who was wearing a suit, turned round and asked, with a perfect British accent that I longed to have, "Where you off to young lady?"

"Oh, just the nearest hotel would be great thanks"

He smiled sweetly, showing off his pearly white teeth, before turning back to the wheel. "This your first time in London?" he asked while staring straight ahead, trying to make conversation.

"Yep" I replied popping the 'p'.

"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

"16"

"Ah. You came for sightseeing reasons I assume?"

"No actually, I came to track down my real parents." I saw him raise a dark eyebrow as I said this. Why did everyone think it was a stupid idea?

"Well good luck with that miss." He said, quickly lowering his eyebrows.

"Thank you" I replied sweetly.

"Hey, I know a lot of people, do you know your parents' names?" he asked, genuinely interested in helping.

"Um yeah, Georgia and Dominic Salter. I'm not even sure if they live in London so you've probably never heard of them." I said as we pulled up outside of a hotel with a huge sign saying 'The Lodge' in huge red writing. A look of surprise and realisation but they faded so quickly that I wondered if he'd even pulled that face, so I just shrugged it off and thought nothing more of it.

"Well here we are miss, that'll be £20 please" he said quickly, not answering as to whether he knew my parents or not. Hrm, guess he didn't, oh well not to worry. I quickly pulled a £20 note out of my purse and handing it to him, before saying quick thanks and jumping out the cab and back into the cool air. He drove off quickly, seconds after I closed the door. Well that was odd.
Moving swiftly on…

I turned and walked through the double doors of the tall, stone building that stood before me. The entrance hall was quite regal, with its spotless black and white tiled floor that looked like a chess board, and its old fancy paintings lining the white walls. In the centre of the room sat girl, not much older than me, behind a black desk. I walked confidently up to her with my bags and said, as politely as I could for a single room for two nights. I mean I wouldn't need a double bed, I'm not, and will never be THAT type of girl! The girl, whose name tag said she was called Lauren, smiled at me before turning to the computer, checking for vacancies.

"Okay, here are your keys. Its floor 3, room 216. Enjoy your stay!"

"Thank you." I replied taking the small silver key from her outstretched hand, before heading to the elevator and finding my room.

Inside my room was just as spotless as downstairs, not a speck of dust in sight! As I looked around the room I noticed everything was white. Like EVERYTHING! Then my eyes zeroed in on the perfectly made single bed in the middle of the room. I ran over to it and threw my bags onto it, no doubt messing up the sheets, and pulled my laptop out of the smaller of the bags.

"Let the hunt for my parents… Commence!"