BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-

I silence my alarm sleepily and check the time. The clock reads 6:00 A.M. in bright green letters. I roll out of my bed and flop onto the floor where I lay for a moment before getting up. I stand up and stretch my arms out wide as I yawn. I rub the sleep from my eyes as I go over to my dresser and grab some clothes for the day. A simple bright orange shirt with my black leggings. My name is Kelly Monarch, I'm 18 years old and living the life of adventure. I hear a rustling in my bed sheets and a small bark. I look over to the bed to see my female Fox Terrier, Scraps. She was mostly white with a few patches of brown in her fur. Hence her name. "Good Morning Scraps. Ready to start the day?" I asked my faithful companion. She lets out an exited bark before leaping out of the bed and running to the door with her little tail wagging wildly. I giggle at her enthusiasm. "Hold on girl, I've just got to get some things packed and get my hair brushed before we head out." I said walking to the bathroom. I brush my thick, silky brown hair into a high ponytail with my bangs hanging lose but brushed to the side. I slip on my converse and yellow and orange tie dye jumper and grab my bag along with my long-board before we headed out of our new apartment and head down the stairs.

As I get ready to head out of the apartment, I see our landlord Mr. Bentley. He's a very kind man in his sixties. "An early riser I see. Off to see the town?" he asks. "Yep. I like to see what the town is like before the daily rush begins." I say to the kind old man. I recently moved to Brussels, Belgium two weeks ago from America. I came here because I've always wanted to be on my own and travel the world. I've visited many places already in Europe and they were all so very beautiful and enchanting, and the food was great too! I settled down here to save up for my next trip. "Clever idea. Be careful though, many men would want to take advantage of a beautiful young girl like yourself." He said with concern. "Don't worry. If anyone tries to mess with me, I'll open a can of KICKBUTT!" I said karate chopping the air like a dork. Mr. Bentley laughs at my silliness. "You are a funny girl, just be safe." He said with a chuckle. "Will do." I said giving him a two-fingered salute as I walked out the door.

I placed my blue long-board on the ground and pushed forward with my left foot. Scraps ran alongside with me as I slowly started to pick up the pace. I plugged my headphones into my ears and listened to "Hideaway" by Daya. I smiled as I felt the chilled breeze against my exposed skin. I watched as I passed by shops opening and getting ready to start selling their fine products. I finally made it to one of my favorite cafés. I always come here for breakfast because they make the most exquisite crepes I've ever tasted. And the great thing is, they always let me bring Scraps with me and they always give her a special treat. I go to the outside dining area and sit at my usual table. A few minutes go by and a waitress walks out. I met her a while ago, her name was Beatrice. "Ah! Good morning Ms. Monarch! The usual?" she asked. I smiled as I answered. "You know it. And could you bring a little something for Scraps too, please?" I asked politely. Beatrice smiles as she wrote on her notepad. "Any requests?" she asked. "Surprise us." I said as I pulled out my huge sketchbook and pencil box. Beatrice smiled as she left to get our orders ready.

I flipped to the page where I had begun sketching town square. I like to sketch in my spare time. What I do for a living is preform. From street to stage, I pull off remarkable stunts for the thrill of it. I do anything from acrobatics to fire juggling. When I was seven, my family ran away with the circus to see the world and I learned a thing or two about what marvels and amazes the audience. What I love to see is the amazed looks on my audience's faces. The look of wonder that you'd only see on a child that appears on an adult's face is worth more to me than all the treasure in the world to me. I also do street magic as well. I love to confuse people and blow their minds. My stage name is The Magnificent Monarch and my costume looks like a monarch butterfly. Scraps is my little assistant on stage. She wears an orange and black handkerchief around her neck that matches my costume. 

Soon my hand began to cramp from all the drawing, so I decided to ask for the daily paper. "Pardon me, Ms. Beatrice, but could you bring me today's paper please?" I asked politely in a posh voice. "Of course, madam. Right away." She teased with a posh voice as she walked off to get the paper. We have become good friends in the small amount of time that we've known each other. I get along with most of the people I meet wherever I go. I think it's my American humor. "Here's your paper Ms. Monarch." Beatrice said handing me the paper. "I'll be back with your meal." "Thanks Beatrice." I said as she left. I opened the paper to see "AMAZING REPORTER TINTIN TAKES DOWN CRIME RING!" as the headline. "That Tintin lad solved another mystery eh?" Beatrice said placing the blueberry crepe in front of me. I chuckled lightly. "Yeah. I envy him. He gets to go everywhere and have adventures that one would only have in storybooks. It would be a dream-come-true if I could at least meet him." I said folding the newspaper up. "Why not go visit him? He lives here in town, just down the block in fact." She said as she placed a bowl of vanilla ice cream in the ground for Scraps. "Really? But I don't want to be a bother to him, plus he's probably busy with all of his little adventures." I said downheartedly. "You never know, perhaps you might run into him someday." She said as she walked away to serve another customer. I smiled a little as she walked away.

Scraps and I enjoyed our meals and paid. I left a $40 tip because I've always been the generous type. As we walk away, I see a flea market in the town square. Mom and I have always loved going to flea markets and thrift shops, we used to say that the song "Thrift Shop" by Macklemore was our theme song. I decided it wouldn't hurt to see what there was. You never know, there could be an adventure waiting for me. Nah.

Hello fellow Tintin fans! I hope that you all enjoy my story! It's my first Adventures of Tintin story.