(3 days later) my trip was over in 2 days. Someone was knocking on my door. "If you're blonde and your name is Heidi, get lost!" I said. "No, felicity here." Said someone whose English needed some work. "Come in." I said. "Heidi did not meaning to make you mad." Felicity said. "She at parking lot, wanting to talk to you." She said. "What parking lot felicity this is a city." I said. "Look down." She said. I saw Heidi waving her arms trying to get my attention. "Stop waving your arms!" "You look like a phsyco when you do that!" I said trying not to laugh. "Talk to her." Felicity said. "Fine." I said. This better be good.
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The surfer, and the kidnapped
General FictionWhen 15 year old, 6"0, lucky, plucky, funny, pretty, athletic, champion surfer wins a trip to snowland, sweeden, she meets her long lost sister, but gets more than she bargained for......