(From Nellie’s POV)
I am an early bird, so as usual, I woke up at 6 am. I looked out the window. Snow! I love snow! I did a little happy dance and woke up Kirsten.
“Whazz gowin onnn,” she mumbled.
I hopped onto her. “Do you wanna build a snowman?”
Her eyes snapped open. If anyone loves snow more than me, that’d be Kirsten.
As quietly as we could, we got dressed and bundled up to go out. Felicity and Julia were woken up by us and insisted on coming too.
Kirsten and I started making snow angels with Felicity, while Julia ran around with Coconut.
“Who wants hot cocoa?” Kirsten asked a bit later.
“Me!” Felicity and Julia said in unison.
“You go ahead, I’ll be right there.” I wanted to spend a little more time outside.
I heard the sound of a car motor. That’s odd. Nobody drives at this hour around here. I craned my neck to see which neighbor it was. It was, to my shock, a brightly colored bus! And it stopped in front of our house!
“Thank you,” I heard a girl’s voice say.
I watched as a girl a little younger than me stepped out of the bus and looked about. She had dark brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles. She looked nervous.
(From Grace’s POV)
I looked around out of the bus. The neighborhood was ‘of the middling sort’. No time like the present, Grace. I reminded myself. But before I could pick up my bag, I saw a girl running towards me.
“Hi! I’m Nellie O’Malley, and I’m so happy you came! Oh my goodness, are you a new neighbor?”
Her questions and exclamations all tumbled out so fast, I couldn’t keep up. “Well, um-“
“Oh, silly me! Would you like some directions? What adress are you looking for?” Nellie asked.
I unfolded my paper. “Number 365. I-“
“That’s MY HOUSE! Come on, I’ll show you!”
Nellie practically dragged me across the yard and into the house.
“GUYS!!! We have a visitor!” she yelled.
All the girls rushed to see. They all told me their names, then asked me to share a bit about myself.
“My name is Grace Thomas and I love baking. French desserts are my fave! My friends and I had a little baking buisness. I used to live at the AGP Orphanage in Chicago. I’m excited to be adopted! The Orphanage was an okay place, but I didn’t want to live there forever.”
“Come on,” the girl with brown hair (I think her name was Julia) said,”We can unpack your bag and figure out sleeping arrangements. I think you get your own bed!”
“Wait!” one of the twins said,”Who adopted you?”
I checked my paper again. “Curious George Fan?”
The twins and Kirsten squealed. “Another sister!”
“Let’s go,” Julia said,”We have a lot of work to do!”
Curiousgeorgefan received Grace! She is SO beautiful and I will do a review of her very soon! Did you like the story?