Disclaimer: I do not own Malory Towers, I do not own Enid Blyton's idea, and I only own the characters I made up. If you want to write your own fan fiction using my characters please ask me first. Please no criticism, just constructive criticism.
~ Setting The Scene ~
Nicki Amizon-Rivers is nine years old and she is going to a boarding school in London. Her mother went to Malory Towers when she was a girl. The boarding school she attends is called Malory Towers, this is where I plan for most of the story to be situated.
Note: My story's tend to vary from present to past tense, and this story is written nothing like how Blyton would have written it. : D
~ The Story ~
Nicki Amizon-Rivers dragged her trunk down the long, Oak wood passage way. Her long, naturally ringleted, auburn coloured hair, flying all over the place. This was due to the icy draught blowing from the open windows in the large mansion that Nicki, her parents, a few staff, and her ten brothers and sisters lived in. Though soon twins were expected, by the size of Darrel's tummy.
Nicki stopped at a window and forced the rusty-hinged door closed. She swept up her side fringe and brushed it back behind her ears, only to find it fall back into her eyes again. She gave an annoyed, but excited sigh and continued hauling her heavy rucksack, and bulging trunk, across the floor.
Nicki was ecstatic; she was going to be around people her age, people who didn't know anything about her. Unless you count her two sisters who were joining Malory Towers that year as well. Her mother, Darrel Amizon-Rivers, had told her lots of stories about Malory Towers. Nicki had wanted to go to Malory Towers ever since she could remember. Although she didn't like her mum, she adored listening to her mother as she spoke of her beloved school, and looking into her mum's eyes that positively sparked with happiness whenever Malory Towers was mentioned.
Nicki was now dragging her bags down an even longer stairway. After the first flight of stairs, Nicki stopped at the landing and examined her self in the full-length mirror. Her face was red with excitement, pinky-red cheeks clearly showing behind pastel brown freckles.
Nicki wore her uniform with pride. The chocolate brown coat, hat and tunic with an a burnt orange ribbon and belt; complimented Nicki's slim figure and suited her chestnut brown eyes well. She looked delighted and her eyes shone, but if you looked closely, below her eyes, you could see dark bags that Nicki hid well with concealer, but not well enough; and behind her eyes you could see she was hiding something, perhaps secrets? Whatever the matter, take off the makeup, and you can see that it's causing her great misery.
Nicki made her way to the biggest car that her family owned, the nine-seater car. She found her mum and 10 month older sister talking quietly next to the boot. Flinging her rucksack into the boot, she joined the conversation. Her mum and sister, Maddie, were talking. Nicki's face split into a big grin, she tauntingly said,
"Let me guess, are you talking about Malory Towers? I should have known!" Her mother smiled, Nicki could see the delight on her mothers face as she mentioned the boarding school.
"Sorry." Said Darrel, a look of pure apology on her face. "Here, Maddie and I will help you with your trunk. You've got your lacrosse stick? Good. Have you got your over-night things in there?" Darrel asked pointing to Nicki's rucksack. Nicki nodded. "Your dad's not coming, He has to look after, Lilla, Olivia, Rachel, and our pets. We can't all fit in the car, so we can't all go. A shame, we could really use his mussels right now."
~ Different Scene ~
Darrel's family was almost at Cornwall, coming all the way from Greenwich. They had moved to England from Australia at the end of last term, and had two and a half months to settle in. They had moved because Darrel needed to speak to her parent's, and she insisted that her children attend Malory Towers and Whyteleafe School, and since driving was better than airplane cost's each term, they decided to move.
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Malory Towers; First Term
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