This is the first part of Louisa Madison's story. I just wanted to show submit it to see what you guys thought of it, and whether I should carry on writing it. PLEASE comment and feel free to criticise!
Standing on the front door step in a drenched, oversized coat in the middle of the night, Louisa eyed her mother carefully. It wasn’t very hard to read the look of anguish and disappointment which was already spread across her face. With one long, perfectly manicured finger, Mrs Madison indicated for her daughter to go straight to her room, which Louisa did obligingly.
Louisa’s day had been quite long and going to bed was all she wanted to do, so she was quite glad that her mother hadn’t asked her for an excuse. Really, Louisa could do without explaining at all because going over the past events of that night would bring back the whole reason she went out. Of course she was meant to be grounded for shouting at her mother beforehand when she wouldn’t let her go out with Jack Morrison, but, earlier that night she had willingly slipped through her bedroom window on to the back of her boyfriend of two years’ motorbike. Even though this was another rule she was breaking, Louisa did not give one thought as to how her mother would feel because with Jack, nothing like that mattered.
Presently she tugged off her rain sodden clothes – which included Jack’s large winter coat - and pulled on her silky pyjamas. The feel of the freshly washed material on her skin made her think of the rush of wind she had from riding Jack’s bike.
Sleep did not come over her until well into the night, but she drifted off whilst dreaming of liable excuses to feed her mother.
Although it was a Sunday morning, a time for which she would usually sleep until early afternoon, Louisa was awoken with a start by her little four year old terror of a sister. Normally, her mother would keep Ella well away from Louisa’s room in respect for her privacy, but today however, it seemed her mother was giving her an early punishment. Louisa resented her mom for this but she would not let her win. She shoved Ella off her with so much force that she made a big thump on the ground. Strangely Ella did not cry but laughed at the noise.
“Ella bounce! Ella bounce!” she screamed, “Again, again!!”
“Go away, Ella. Please leave me alone!” Louisa cried as she grabbed Ella’s arm and dragged her outside the door. Looking more clearly out of her sleepy eyes, Louisa saw for the first time that Ella had not only woke her from her dream filled sleep, but she had also let her creative side loose. Green paint covered her duvet, dotted the walls, and her once glossy black hair had lime green streaks. Ella’s own strawberry blonde hair had a new colour added.
“Oh Ella, you stupid girl! Look what you’ve done!” Ella smiled guiltily for a moment, her great blue eyes shining happily. Then she ran away downstairs to paint some more.
Louisa only had one option: to let Ella get away with her stupidity. Being as she was in trouble herself, she could not pick up on anyone else’s mistakes. Her mother wouldn’t be happy with Ella but it would also make her madder at Louisa for getting her ‘baby’ sister into trouble because she was only ‘learning’. The baby of the family gets away with murder.
For the rest of the day, Louisa spent her time scrubbing and cleaning, changing sheets and constantly shoving Ella out of her room and quickly wedging the door shut.
Her mom popped her head around the door a few times and was pleased to see that Louisa got what she deserved. Although, in Louisa’s opinion, her crime was not as bad as Ella’s. Unfortunately for Louisa, Ella did not get a punishment.
Where is this going?
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