Hi, I’m Holly Brooks. I’m 18 years old. I live with my mum in London, in Harrow. I wear black round glasses , the same shape of glasses that Arthur the main character in my favourite show Arthur wears. Whenever, I lie or get nervous I tend to play with my glasses just like he does. I have straight brown hair. I wear a long red top with a blue blouse with skinny jeans. Those are what I call my regular clothes. I tend to be shy in new situations especially when meeting new people. I have one best friend who I can rely on, her name is Andy. We are complete opposites even though we’re best friends, but we have some things in common, we share the same fear, which is the fear of losing each other and we both like desserts which are chocolate tart and chocolate cake. I’m smart, but my grades are like average, I mostly get C's. I’m quite good at solving mysteries as I’m very stealthy. My dream job is to become a detective like Nancy Drew, who is my role model. My best friend Andy is friendly and outgoing, she likes shopping for clothes and has a love for food like desserts. She makes good jokes which will make me laugh hysterically. She seems a well-rounded person because she is good at like almost everything, in both sports and academics. I tend to be jealous of her sometimes because she is better than me in sports, which I don’t excel at.
Our story begins on how I solved my first mystery. Andy and were vacationing in New York. We were staying at a hotel called Central Park Inn, which is very close to Central park, because when you look outside the window, you can see the scenery and view of Central park, with the sounds of the birds chirping. It was a bright sunny morning, Andy and I had just woken up and we were having breakfast downstairs. I had chocolate chip cookies and hot chocolate. Andy had chocolate tart with milk tea. Andy was telling me a joke about how a boy who had a hearing problem went to the doctor, then it turns out he had potatoes in his ear, that joke made me laugh so hard that I choked on my hot chocolate and started coughing violently. Then we discussed on what we were going to do and what sightseeing we were going to see. We then went back upstairs to our hotel room, which was room 304, on the third floor. As I brushed my teeth, I had an eerie feeling that something was missing. I wonder what it is, I thought. I looked in the bathroom mirror and I noticed that my pearl earrings were not on my ears. I looked through my handbag, luggage, under the pillow, and everywhere I can think of, but there were no earrings to be seen. I sighed.
‘’Andy, have you seen my earrings?’’ I asked.
‘’No, Holly, I haven’t,’’ Andy replied.
‘’I looked everywhere in this room, and I can’t find it.’’
‘’When was the last time you had it?’’
I recalled that I had taken off my earrings last night as I went to take a bath before going to sleep and forgot to put them back on. I told Andy about that. I also remember that as we went downstairs for breakfast, we put on a housekeeping sign, then all of a sudden I notice that our room was super clean. I think for a moment, maybe the maid could have stolen it.
To be continued...