Nancy Drew and The Lyrics of Lenora

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Off the Runway

Hi, I'm Nancy Drew, peeved, pact, punctual, and ready for departure on yet another vacation. In case you're wondering Ned is busy helping his sick aunt and Bess and George…well let's say a couple of new hunky teenage boys are keeping them busy. So what am I doing over my summer break?

My father's friend, Mr. Jeffries, has turned an old abused castle into a fully functional not to mention successful resort and it's about time I go on a vacation for real not like the one on Deception Island. Now I'm off, here's to eight days of relaxation, back rubs, and tanning!

XxX

'Where is he?' I thought to myself. Mr. Jeffries was supposed to pick me up from the airport nearly two hours ago!

BRRINNGGG

I looked at my cell flashing a number I've yet to hear of. Answering it, "Hello, I'm Nancy Drew and you are?"

"Susan, Susan Jeffries. My uncle is a tad busy at the moment and has asked me to pick you up."

"Oh ok, where are you?"

"Actually that's what I was going to ask you?"

"In the airport…"

"I know that it's just, I've been looking around for at least thirty minutes for you and Uncle did not tell me what you looked like…"

"Oh, well that's ok, I'm wearing a blue shirt, jeans, and a brown coat. I also have red hair." I replied scanning the room for anyone wearing a lost and confused look. Unfortunately there were a few. After a few moments a blonde woman parted through the crowed in my direction.

"Are you … are you Nancy Drew!" she breathed.

"Yep, that's me."

"Excellent, now we can go." She sighed in relief leading me to the exit with one of my bags in her hand. While she drove I noted that she had loose, frayed curls that hinted at a bad hair day or in this case a stressed one. She had sky blue eyes and a great complexion. She wore a watch on her right wrist that was definitely not her size. She also drove very intently, not laxed, and seemed to be a little too anxious.

"Do you mind me asking how old you are Susan?"

"Oh me, I'm 16 well at least for six more hours."

"Well Happy Birthday."

"Why did you ask my age?"

"I thought that maybe I'd seen you in River Heights before, but you're even younger than me."

So I lied, but she needed a change in topic. Even the radio was off. Maybe she was a new driver and was afraid of crashing?

We carried a light conversation all the way to the resort. I had thought the castle would look like the Malloy's castle that I had the pleasure of visiting a few months ago, but I was wrong. Sure it had a delicate brick entrance, but it set low to the ground and not on a hill, which is unusual for castles. It also was small, with a bronzy color with outdoor patio in back. It had two towers and frescos painted on the outside which could remind one of the castles in the Italian country side.

"Do you like it?" Susan asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I love it." I smiled back at her.

"Good, let me get the door for you."

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First attempt at a Nancy Drew fanfic, please be gentle. Read and Review