[Disclaimer: I do not own the 39 clues or any of its characters] Amy Cahill is thought to be a normal girl with a normal life. Thought. Amy Cahill is NOT a normal girl and does NOT have a normal life. She is a messed-up girl with a messed-up life...
I woke up to a shrill scream that I knew was Dan. And I think I know what it was about. Today was the first day of summer vacation, and the whole younger generation of Cahills was coming for a three-month-long reunion. We kicked Uncle Fiske out, in a nice way, by getting him a three-month-long cruise to Europe that he happily accepted. I didn't think that Dan would scream until people got here, but I guess I was wrong. I got up and walked over to my mirror, and I nearly screamed myself. I looked TERRIBLE! I had BIG bed head, and I was squinting in the light.
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I had to fix myself up before people came. I went over to my drawer and pulled out the essentials: Underwear, Jeggings, Bra, T-shirt. I pulled on the underwear and jeggings, then the bra, and I was about to slip the shirt over my head when there was a knock on the door. "Come in," I called, irritated. It had to be Dan, but why? I heard the door open, and a silky British accent said, "Love,-" but it stopped right away. Wait! British? I whirled around, and there, frozen in the door frame, with a look of the utmost shock on his face, was Ian Kabra.
A/N Sorry for such a short chapter. It just seemed like a good place to stop. I'm gonna call you the marshettes, and I shall be the Mallow. So, my little marshettes, that is all for now. I will update as frequently as possible. Next chapter will be Ian POV. Then, after Amy murders Ian, maybe some truth or dare? I don't know. So, Bye-Bye! Drink Milk! Have a nice day!
