This is my first story, so any criticisms are welcome. It starts off slow just until it gets going, hope you enjoy

New To The Pack
Chapter One: The Begining

Just like any other night Andy was sitting at her desk sketching out the new designs for the dress she was creating for Danny's shoot on friday. He was on her sofa analysing the drawing she had done so far and sipping from the cool beer in his hand.

"I want big floaty material, bright colours, the dress has to move well And. So when the fans get going the dress comes alive. The dress makes the photo, so it has to be good." Danny was studying at The Fashion Institute of Technology with Andrea, he was studying photography while she studied fashion design, he made it sound like creating a dress was as easy as flashing a camera. She huffed at him and continued to draw the lines of the material.

The phone rang making her jump in shock, going off line and ruining her whole piece. Grabbing the phone and being annoyed at an hours work in the trash she answered "Hello!" instantly her face changed along with the tone of her voice "what?...and what about..." her voice trailed off she sounded as if someone had hit her with a shovel. "Oh... well I'll be there tomorrow then, thanks" She hung up the phone and left it in her hanging arm. She numbly walked over and allowed herself to drop on the sofa beside Danny.

"Who was that then? Another diva model demanding a smaller size and saying she isn't fat enough to get into your dress." he laughed playfully nudging her. She barely took note of his witty comment, let alone gave a snarky remark back.

"Huh? Oh no. It was my old neighbour Cindy, there's been an accident... Mom and Dad are dead." She looked vacant, the spark within her had been extinguished.

"God And!" he exclaimed, hugging her and expecting to cry, instead she pushed him away and got up, mumbling to herself. "What about Vicky?" The concern for the little energetic fireball seeping out.

"She's fine... well she wasn't you know... in the car. She's with Cindy, I'm getting a flight back so I can do all of the general stuff. Its on Friday, so there's lots to do. God Danny I can't do the shoot, I'm so sorry."

Danny was in utter shock, her parents have just died and she is worried about missing the stupid shoot. "Jeez And. The shoot can wait. I'm coming with you, right now you need a friend. I'll go pack some clothes and come straight back." He left, giving her one last worried look before closing the door and running over to his apartment across the hall.

Left alone she decided to book the first flight out, she looked around for the phone before realising that it was still hanging in her limp hand. The first flights weren't available till the morning, she booked them and headed to her room to pack. Once packed she went into her living room to find Danny had let himself back in and was making coffee. She sat on the coffee table and explained that they had flights for 4:30am and have a cab arriving at 3. He sat beside her on the coffee table and hugged her, she seemed so fragile now, not the bright young woman she was only 2 hours ago. They stayed there until the cab came and they began their journey back to where Andrea grew up, the place she hated so much and left at first chance.