Fabulous Five 031 - The Fabulous Five Together Again by Betsy Haynes
Authors: Betsy Haynes
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CHAPTER 1
Christie Winchell's heart pounded as she stood near the
customs area at London's Gatwick International Airport. "They should be
here any minute," she said eagerly to her dad and three British friends,
Phoebe Mahoney, Nicki McAfee, and Eleanore Geach, who were waiting with her.
The plane that was bringing Jana Morgan, Katie Shannon, Melanie Edwards, and
Beth Barry, Christie's best friends from the United States, had landed a short time
ago, and Christie thought she would absolutely die if they didn't show up soon.
She had been waiting so long for this moment. Finally spring break had arrived,
and now they had a whole week together to do everything that Christie had
planned.
It seemed as if more than just a few months had passed since
Christie's father had been transferred to London, England, and her family had
moved to a flat on Queen's Pudding Square in the Bloomsbury District. So much
had happened to her since then.
At first Christie had been lonely and overwhelmed. England
was a lot like America, but some things were totally different. For instance,
here a "cove" meant a guy, and a "child-minder" was a
baby-sitter. Private schools such as St. Margaret's, where Christie went, were
called "public schools." There had been times, too, when Christie
thought she would never find friends. But then she'd met Phoebe, Nicki, and
Eleanore, who reminded her a lot of her friends in The Fab Five. Since then,
she hadn't felt nearly as lonely. In a few minutes her two groups of friends
would finally meet. Christie couldn't wait. She knew they would all like each
other as much as she liked all of them.
Suddenly a man pushing a luggage cart piled high with
suitcases emerged from customs. As other passengers followed, Christie stood on
tiptoe and craned her neck to see. Just as she was beginning to think her
friends had missed the plane, she saw Beth and Melanie pushing a cart loaded
with their belongings. Jana and Katie were a few feet behind them, struggling
to keep their suitcases from falling off their cart. A flight attendant was
helping.
"There they are!" Christie screamed,
pounding on Phoebe's arm in her excitement.
"You'd think the Queen herself was arriving the way you're
carrying on," Nicki said in her sarcastic way. "They're not being
raised from the dead, you know."
"I know," said Christie, waving frantically to get
The Fabulous Five's attention. "But wait till you meet them. Then you'll
know why I'm so excited. Beth! Melanie! Over here!"
"CHRISTIE!" shrieked Melanie and Beth in
unison. They steered their luggage cart toward her, charging madly through the
crowd of other passengers. Katie and Jana saw Christie, too, and soon Christie
was enveloped in hugs from her best friends.
Phoebe, Nicki, and Eleanore stood watching, and Mr. Winchell
went to the flight attendant to identify himself as the person who was meeting
the girls.
Tears streamed down Christie's face. "I've missed you
all so much," she whispered as she hugged each of The Fab Five in turn.
"And we didn't miss you at all," teased
Jana, beaming at Christie. "We never talked about you—except for all the
time."
"You look the same!" exclaimed Katie. "But
you sound a little different. You've got a British accent!"
"What did you expect, mate?" asked Christie,
laughing. "I'm a British bird now."
"Hey, there's your dad," exclaimed Katie. "Hi,
Mr. Winchell!" She waved, and he motioned for them to follow him to an
exit.
"Come on," said Beth, pulling the strap to her
carry-on over her shoulder. "Let's get out of here." As she turned to
push her cart, Nicki had to step back to keep from being run over.
"Oops, sorry," Beth called over her shoulder,
continuing on her way before Christie had a chance to introduce Nicki.
"Did your father bring a truck to haul all our stuff to
your house?" asked Katie.
Christie laughed. "No, but he did rent a van. Oh, I
want you to meet . . ." She started to introduce her London friends, but
before she could finish, Katie,
Christie Winchell's heart pounded as she stood near the
customs area at London's Gatwick International Airport. "They should be
here any minute," she said eagerly to her dad and three British friends,
Phoebe Mahoney, Nicki McAfee, and Eleanore Geach, who were waiting with her.
The plane that was bringing Jana Morgan, Katie Shannon, Melanie Edwards, and
Beth Barry, Christie's best friends from the United States, had landed a short time
ago, and Christie thought she would absolutely die if they didn't show up soon.
She had been waiting so long for this moment. Finally spring break had arrived,
and now they had a whole week together to do everything that Christie had
planned.
It seemed as if more than just a few months had passed since
Christie's father had been transferred to London, England, and her family had
moved to a flat on Queen's Pudding Square in the Bloomsbury District. So much
had happened to her since then.
At first Christie had been lonely and overwhelmed. England
was a lot like America, but some things were totally different. For instance,
here a "cove" meant a guy, and a "child-minder" was a
baby-sitter. Private schools such as St. Margaret's, where Christie went, were
called "public schools." There had been times, too, when Christie
thought she would never find friends. But then she'd met Phoebe, Nicki, and
Eleanore, who reminded her a lot of her friends in The Fab Five. Since then,
she hadn't felt nearly as lonely. In a few minutes her two groups of friends
would finally meet. Christie couldn't wait. She knew they would all like each
other as much as she liked all of them.
Suddenly a man pushing a luggage cart piled high with
suitcases emerged from customs. As other passengers followed, Christie stood on
tiptoe and craned her neck to see. Just as she was beginning to think her
friends had missed the plane, she saw Beth and Melanie pushing a cart loaded
with their belongings. Jana and Katie were a few feet behind them, struggling
to keep their suitcases from falling off their cart. A flight attendant was
helping.
"There they are!" Christie screamed,
pounding on Phoebe's arm in her excitement.
"You'd think the Queen herself was arriving the way you're
carrying on," Nicki said in her sarcastic way. "They're not being
raised from the dead, you know."
"I know," said Christie, waving frantically to get
The Fabulous Five's attention. "But wait till you meet them. Then you'll
know why I'm so excited. Beth! Melanie! Over here!"
"CHRISTIE!" shrieked Melanie and Beth in
unison. They steered their luggage cart toward her, charging madly through the
crowd of other passengers. Katie and Jana saw Christie, too, and soon Christie
was enveloped in hugs from her best friends.
Phoebe, Nicki, and Eleanore stood watching, and Mr. Winchell
went to the flight attendant to identify himself as the person who was meeting
the girls.
Tears streamed down Christie's face. "I've missed you
all so much," she whispered as she hugged each of The Fab Five in turn.
"And we didn't miss you at all," teased
Jana, beaming at Christie. "We never talked about you—except for all the
time."
"You look the same!" exclaimed Katie. "But
you sound a little different. You've got a British accent!"
"What did you expect, mate?" asked Christie,
laughing. "I'm a British bird now."
"Hey, there's your dad," exclaimed Katie. "Hi,
Mr. Winchell!" She waved, and he motioned for them to follow him to an
exit.
"Come on," said Beth, pulling the strap to her
carry-on over her shoulder. "Let's get out of here." As she turned to
push her cart, Nicki had to step back to keep from being run over.
"Oops, sorry," Beth called over her shoulder,
continuing on her way before Christie had a chance to introduce Nicki.
"Did your father bring a truck to haul all our stuff to
your house?" asked Katie.
Christie laughed. "No, but he did rent a van. Oh, I
want you to meet . . ." She started to introduce her London friends, but
before she could finish, Katie,
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