"Coming!" I shouted to my mom as I hurried to pack my bags. Today was the day Jazz and I were going to... London! I rushed as I crammed my last Hollister t-shirt into my bag and practically ran down the stairs managing to (accidentally, of course) send my brother flying. Downstairs my best friend was waiting with this really big cheesy grin and practically deafened me as she yelled "WHAT ARE YOU WEARING FOR GOD'S SAKE?!?! WE'RE GOING TO LONDON!" I tried not to wince as I explained that I dressed for comfort. Of course, this took a while.
In case you're confused let me start from the beginning. My name is Selena Chance. I live with my parents and my annoying older brother Chace. No kidding. His name is Chase Chance. Weird right? He has blonde hair and blue eyes from our dad. He's pretty handsome I guess but that doesn't make him less of a jerk. I have cropped black hair, bright green eyes and pale skin, the opposite of him, like my mom. I'm basically a tomboy as I don't own a single pink item of clothing (that colour looks like sick!) and hate wearing dresses, skirts, high heels, makeup... you get the idea.
My best friend Jazz (full name: Jasmine) has these long dark curls which apparently (and I quote from our hair stylist, Brenda) 'to die for'. She's really girly and is constantly begging me to wear dresses (not going to happen). Jazz has these adorable chocolate brown eyes and using these she can get pretty much anything. In fact, she is the reason we're even going on this trip!
Everyone who's going on the trip are: My brother Chase (18 years old), Abbey (Jazz's sister who is also 18) and is like an older version of Jazz, Jazz and myself who are both 16. We all crammed into this taxi and drove off before realising that we had forgotten to say goodbye.
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Selena Chance
Teen FictionDetective Story. Selena Chance has her very first mystery! The case of a Missing Treasure.
