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Darcy Jackson is a 15 year old child living with her Grandma over the summer. When her best friend Rebecca tricks her into going to London she tries finding any way to get back home. No matter the price is. Even if she has to kill her father. ( This is part one of this story.)


4. Chapter four

Darcy's P.O.V

I was shaking. My breathing wasn't normal. This is the first time I've been on a plane before. The closes thing that I've been on would be a helicopter. It was odd that Rebecca's mom didn't come to say bye to me and Rebecca but that was the last thing on my mind.

"What?" I screeched," The plane is going to do a trick mid-air with all the passengers aboard?"

"Yeah." Says Rebecca

That's it I'm leaving. When I twirled around to leave Rebecca held onto my arm and said she was only kidding.



                                                           *Hours later*

"Wake up Darcy!" I heard Rebecca say for the millionth time. To be honest I was extremely tiered and didn't get up but I knew I had to sooner or later. Once I got up we left the plane and got into the airport. Whoa, the airport was so busy, yet clean. The walls where covered in a rich, red type of fabric that gleamed when the sun  from the windows shone on it. The floor was so clean you could nearly see your face in it. When Rebecca pulled my arm I jerked at looked at her.

"Ok so here is the plan." She started. I didn't know what she was talking about but I decided to keep my mouth shut for the moment for peat's sake.

"Since you look older you will be the mom and I'll be your child. If anyone says you look way to young to be a mom just act like the kind of mothers on T.V. Act like you want to look beautiful and young and you don't care so much about your child, me."

This was so much things to process. "Ok." I reply even though I wasn't completely sure of what she wanted me to do., "But one quick question."

She tells me to ask it and I say," What is our last name going to be?"

I could see that she hasn't thought about that at all, but she quickly replies saying,"Payne."

Great. Out of all the last names she could have said. Why Payne? Well at least it wasn't Styles. Then people would have known we where lying.


When we got out of the airport we had a taxi to drive us to a hotel. I'm thankful I have a credit card and had enough money to stay there for a month.(It's amazing having rich parents)

Their was some problems with the credit card but after an hour or so they got it fixed and we went straight to our rooms. We shared one room but different beds. The hotel wasn't so fancy. two queen size beds, one closet, (that we will share), a lamp, a T.V. Bathroom, a couch and a desk with a chair.

" Darcy this is unbelievable!" Says Rebecca. I grin at her statement. At this moment I feel really rich. After hours of talking it was already pass eight at night.

" Whoa! Look at the time." I say checking the time in a small corner  of the room.

"Doesn't seem that late to me." Replies Rebecca. Then their was a bang on the door that nearly scared me to death.

"W-who is it?" I ask. The person doesn't reply but they keep on banging the door. Rebecca signals me saying she will go check who it is. I clench on my phone just incase something happens.

"Open up!" A deep, scary voice says that makes Rebecca freeze. I couldn't breath but I didn't notice because of what was happening.

"Who is it?" I muttered



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