Well, I'm having difficulty getting the next post written, but I managed to get some writing done on this! This is from the first book I ever wrote. Well, the plot at any rate. I was really young when I started writing the book, so the original was terrible, however the basic story idea was still interesting, so recently I decided to rewrite it. This is the start to the first chapter, and frankly it's all I have at the moment, other than a prologue. Still, I hope you enjoy it! I am currently referring to the story as 'The Winding Tower Arc"
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Six in the morning is early. If anyone says differently, their sanity should be called into question. Danielle and Fabian Hunter didn’t even want to get out of the sleeping bags that morning, let alone wrap them up and place them with the rest of their belongings in the back of a moving truck headed for Roanoke Island, North Carolina. Danielle staggered to the front seat of the van.
“Please tell me we have chocolate.” She groaned, climbing into the passenger seat. Her father, smiled at her.
“Oh, would you look at that? It’s the orange zombie! If you want caffeine, I don’t understand why you won’t drink coffee.” She slowly reached over and buckled her seat belt in.
“If you want me to drink coffee, then find me some that doesn’t make me gag.” Her younger brother Fabian climbed into the back seat and quickly buckled his seat belt in then tapped some complicated rhythm on his knees.
“Hey, are we ready to go?” He asked, grinning cheerfully. Danielle glared pointedly at him.
“How are you alive? It’s too early!” He shrugged.
“Don’t know, I’m just excited! So? Are we going?” Mr. Hunter nodded, turned on the car, and started driving.
“So, what should we do? Should we sing songs? Talk about the new house? We’re living right on the beach you know, that was hard to do! Abandoned lighthouses are hard to get, did you know Danielle? Danielle?” Fabian tapped his father on his shoulder.
“Shh dad, she’s asleep!” Mr. Hunter glanced over for a moment. Sure enough, Danielle had drifted off. She remained asleep for over three hours. The sun was already high in the sky by the time she woke up.
“Oh, now you’re awake?” asked Fabian. “You slept through the rest stop. Twice. We had breakfast, but don’t worry, there’s plenty left.” Danielle, more commonly referred to as Danny, sat up.
“Really? What was for breakfast?” She yawned, and stretched.
“Granola bars and fruit mostly. We’ll actually stop for lunch, but we wanted to keep going and we have plenty of snacks.” Explained her father.
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Okay, that's all I have written at the moment, please let me know your thoughts in the comments!
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