A Trip To L.A.

A Trip To L.A.
By Lindsay

Chapter 1

"Grace, aren't you excited to go to Disneyland?" I ask as we are packing.

"You bet!  I just hope we finish packing so we can get on our way."

"I know!  It seems like it's taking forever to pack!" I say as I put my complete collection of The Mother Daughter Book Club books in my already stuffed duffle bag.

"Why are you bringing so many books?" Grace asks.

"What's wrong with reading a couple books?" I ask.

"Well don't you want to go on any rides?" Grace asks.

"What!  No, of course not.  I'm just going to DisneyLand!!!" I say, my voice filled with sarcasm.

"Well, whatever.  Your books better NOT stop us from going on any rides." Grace says, looking relieved as I pull the books out of my bag.

"Well, let's go!" I exclaim.

Not only are we going to DisneyLand, we're going to the American Girl Store, too!

We walk downstairs with our bags in our hands, and suddenly some guy takes our bags.

"HEY!" I scream.  "Give us our bags!" I demand as we chase him out the door.  We pause.  At the front or our house is a PURPLE limo.  My favorite color!

"A limo!" We both scream.

Grace goes up to the guy who took our bags, and says, "I think you have the wrong house."

"No, I don't think so.  Isn't this your address?" He asks, holding up a card with OUR address.

"Yes!" We chorus, as he opens the door to the limo for us.  We hop in with huge grins on our faces.

"L.A., here I come!" I say.

Chapter 2

"This is the life!" I say. Well, I guess it is, but since we've been driving for hours now, it's starting to get a little tiring. Grace, though, is thoroughly enjoying this. She thinks I secretly planned the limo ride, but I have nothing to do with this. I'm not that humble anyway. I wonder who planned this.

"I'll have a strawberry smoothie please," Grace says. "Thank you so much for planning this, Lindsay! You really did surprise me."

"For the one-hundredth time; I did not plan this. I don't know who did, but I want to find out soon so you stop bugging me," I say.

Grace looks a little upset now. I guess that did sound really mean because I sort of yelled at her, but of course I'm not going to tell her that.

"Well, if you didn't plan this, who did?" Grace asks.

"I don't know, but can't you tell I'm already trying to figure it out?" I ask.

"Yeah, but let's just enjoy it now, and figure it out later. Deal?" Grace says.

"Deal," I agree. "Well, if we're going to enjoy it now, then let's go shopping!"

Grace looks annoyed at this. For some reason she is bothered by my new obsession with fashion.

"Fine!" she snaps.

"Yes! Turn right, please," I say.

To be continued...


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    1. Alanna~

      I'm glad you like it!!!!! I already have chapter 3 written. I just have to type it up. I will probably post it tomorrow!!


  2. Cool story. Please type the next chapter.