Fly me away (Horrible Histories Fan Fic)

I lay in bed. I checked my watch. 11:59 pm. It's now or never, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes tight. "please", I wished."Please Please Please let me meet them. They are my everything. make my 13th birthday the best ever. Let me meet the idiots".

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I woke with a start. I looked at my clock. 8:15. Happy Birthday Jess, I whispered to myself. As I got up, washed my face and put on my robe, I remembered what I did last night. I wished that I could meet my idiots.(sorry I call my idiots! Don't judge me)

I went into my parents room. "hey teenager", they said to me "I'll still be your baby you know", I say. Adults love this sort of thing. I open my presents.

A new foundation

A sleek eye shadow palette

Tickets to SUMMER IN THE CITY!!

And LOTS AND LOTS of horrible histories things. " Thanks Mum Thanks Dad I love you both! I get dressed and try my new makeup. At 12:47 we get a knock on the door. I put down my new horrible histories annual that I'd been flicking through, and answer the door. I almost had a heart attack. Because standing, on our WELCOME mat, were Matt, Jim, Lawrence, Simon, Martha and Ben.

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And that's when....i fainted. Yes you heard me. Fainted. All I remember was flashing lights and a tall figure running to catch me. I woke up around half an hour later. And this was what I woke up to. MATHEW FRIGGING BAYTON HOLDING A DAMP FLANNEL ON MY FORHEAD. I KID YOU NOT. I probably could have fainted there and then AGAIN. But then mum rushed over checking if I was ok. I sat up to see all the others drinking tea at the kitchen table. Mat smiled at me. "Hello, glad your OK". He stood up and went to the others. "As I was saying, our van has broken down and this is the only house for miles. Could we use your phone and maybe get a lift"? I let out this noise like a chicken that had too much cola. "SQUAAAAA"! They looked at me. I wanted to die. "Bathroom", I mumbled and stumbled off. I was going to flop down on my bed and scream with happiness into my pillow but there was someone in there. That someone being Martha Howell Douglas. "I love your room Jess, it's very...."Horrible Histories"? I said. She nods and laughs. I look at my room. She must feel at little creeped out with the massive poster collage of them, the bright red wall with the massive HH logo and the bookshelf! Don't get me started on the bookshelf! She laughed. "Hey Jess I was wondering would you like to come along with us to the behind the scenes of Bill?