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this is the first chapter, it is aimed at 8 – 14 year olds..i think….i’m not sure but please comment what u think…

Valentines Day – you either love it or hate it. Much like marmite. Usually, Valentines Day is a bunch of commercial rubbish for me but this Valentines Day I ended up saving Britain…
It all started when the postman came with the mail: my brothers had tons of Valentine’s Cards from admiring girls in the years below, which wasn’t a huge surprise seeing as though Luke was captain of the Rugby A team and Kieran was captain of the Hockey A team and both were straight-A students. I did not expect anything although I did have a sort-of boyfriend. We met in France and swapped email addresses but did not keep contact after a few months. So, I was pretty surprised when I got a card saying to meet my ‘secret admirer’ by the ice-cream van in Hyde Park at twelve o’clock. I was also suspicious. They had not handwritten the card but got random letters from magazines and newspapers and stuck them to some red card saying:
“MeET Me At ThE HyDE paRk Ic-CrEm van BY noOn. x”
There were two spelling mistakes and it did not make sense. I also knew that my parents would not never let me meet a random stranger, even if they were my ‘secret admirer’ so I ignored it.

My dad has an important ‘business’ meeting in America so we sent his suitcase off with our chauffeur, Paulo. Meanwhile, as he was packing his overnight bag in case anything happened to his luggage – which often happened – (and made sure the documents for this meeting were in the cabin with him at ALL times), we chatted and gave me the low-down about the few pieces of paper. Without these documents, the whole country is at risk…yes. You may have guessed that my father is not a normal businessman. No, he’s not…
We went with dad to the airport to which him goodbye and I swear, where the people waiting for arrivals stand, there someone was holding the same message on my Valentine’s Day card! I thought nothing of it because I convinced myself I was not being stalked but just imagining things.
Then, at 11:14, I got a text from a private number with the SAME MESSAGE with the exact same arrangement of capital and lower case letters and somehow the same mix of fonts. I was scared by now so I called Lisa asking her to come over because I was even too fearful to walk to her house because you have to pass Hyde Park to get there.
She said something that woke me up and I realised that I was being silly – how could some stupid boy frighten me?

Lisa Campbell is my best friend since I was born, literally. We were born at the same hospital, on the same day, and our mums were best friends – it was fate. We were pretty different but we always share all of our secrets (up to now) and knew everything about each other. I am a bit of a bookworm: I loved a cup of hot chocolate, sitting on my favourite chair in the conservatory reading a good mystery story. My favourites are by Agatha Christy and Sherlock Holmes and I know the plots off by heart. I have set my heart on becoming a detective, or maybe less ambitious, a mystery story author. Lisa, on the other hand, loves being outside and playing sports. She is on the netball and hockey team at school and runs for the county athletics team on Wednesday evening. Everyone knows she is going to be in the Olympics by the time she is 17 years old, if not earlier. She has long, blond hair and I have a brown, short bob.
Silly me, I dived right in to tell my story. Let me tell you a bit about my self: I have, as mentioned before, a brown, short bob and my eyes, an emerald-green, are the only feature I got from my father. Maybe that is why I love cat so much. If people took out one of my eyes and compared it to a cat’s, the optician said it would be difficult to tell them apart. Well, people say another thing, my photographic memory, which is pretty handy at times, is also from my father but I don’t know…it could have been from my mother – she was a very intelligent women, still is, and how she managed to win my father’s heart I don’t know but I do know they are very happy together.
My mother studied at Cambridge University and planned to be a journalist by the age of 21 until she met my father and was head-over-heels in love. They dated for a while and even eloped (how romantic!) but my mother gave up her ambitions after their wedding, which was possibly as perfect as Charles’ and Diana’s according to the press but it was a very private event. It was only after my parents were married, did she find out what his real occupation way.

So anyway, Lisa came to Hyde Park with my and as we approached the ice-cream van, we saw a cute boy so she sat down on a bench nearby and watched sneakily. As I walked over, I realised the boy wasn’t waiting for me, he was on the phone to his own girlfriend, and no-one else was there. The ice cream man beckoned me over… He was not your average-looking ice cream man you know th
btw….i am 12 years old…