A Trip Away: Over the Bridges

"You want me?"

There are bikes everywhere. So many bikes. Anita was so excited, she was thinking of riding a bike or on a boat around the city. Ranny was looking around as well, he saw big trees with red and yellow leaves which were swaying in the wind. Anita, Ranny and Miss Charmaine were in a yellow taxi driving to there boat.
"Anita, Ranny, I have decided that when we get to the boat you to can go explore the city," Miss Charmaine said,"but you will need to take these trackers so if you get lost I can find you."
Anita looked at Ranny and gave him a naughty smirk.
What she planning on doing this time? I know I am the youngest but I need to stop her. Come on Ranny how will I stop my mad sister. I think she actually might be the daughter of the Mad Hatter Ranny thought.

"That will be 12 euros please," the taxi driver said, in his best English accent. The man was wearing a red top with three black cross' on.
"Come on, Anita we don't won't this young man to wait any longer," Miss Charmaine asked Anita very politely . That is not like Miss Charmaine Anita thought to her-self. Maybe she drank something at the airport which maybe made her turn nice. If so we need more.
"I am coming, I just won't asked this man something," replied Anita looking at the taxi driver.
"Ok, don't be long."
Miss Charmaine got out the taxi with Ranny and walked to the Black and white house boat, where they were staying.
"Um hello Mr..." Anita said looking at his badge,"Curtis. You know my nanny she actually doesn't think your young she thinks your fat and ugly."
"Does she know. How old are you Miss Anita Charles?" Mr Curtis asked looking at her bag which wrote her name.
"Twelve. Why?"
"Yes your older enough. Did you say why my dear?"
"Yes."
"Because you are a very beautiful young lady. And this is not just a taxi service I run, I also run a fashion company. And I want you to be the star of the next magazine," Mr Curtis said with his huge Dutch smile on.
"Wait, wait, you want me, an English tomboy, to star in your next magazine."
"Yes that is what I just said right."
Anita's face was full of shock. Her hands were sweating and her feet were tingling.
"I will do it only if I get paid," Anita asked as politely as she could.
"of corse you will get paid. Do you really think I wouldn't pay such beauty?"
"I don't no what that means but ok."
Anita took her bags and slowly started making her way out of the taxi. "I will see you tomorrow at 9 o'clock," Mr Curtis demanded.
"Mr Curtis?"Anita asked, "I will have to bring my brother Ranny."
"Of corse," Mr Curtis said shouting it of his window.
Mr Curtis had gone. Anita was still in big shock from what just happened.
I am getting paid she thought to herself.