Chapter Three:
After a short discussion, Leila was persuaded into letting Lucy come with her to the woods. The girls decided to go later that day at eleven o'clock, when Lord and Lady Layro would be sound asleep. Soon after, Lucy got dressed into a pair of jeans and her favourite sky blue t-shirt and went downsatairs to breakfast, leaving her sister alone. Once a minute or two had passed, Leila slid off her bed and traipsed along the room to her wardrobe. She reached out, opening the double elm doors, and pulled out a pair of black, skinny jeans, a chocolate coloured t-shirt with the word 'love' written across the chest in a bold, pink font, which she dressed into promptly. She neatened her bedding, took on last look around the room and left.
The first floor corridor was quiet. The daylight poured through the open windows that lined the walls and a warm breeze gave a fresh feel to the usually dreary corridor. She dawdelled along, unwilling to be social. The dust from the plain, red rug that lined the wood floor scattered through the air as Leila walked over it. She descended the giant marble staircase that ended in the loby.
Voices echoed around the the deserted room, coming from a small door opposite the stairs. Leila sauntered towards the room, her bare feet feeling the cold of the marble floor. A large oak door was the threshold to dining room where a large, oval table was situated in the middle of a parquet carpet to one side of ther room. Various paintings decorated the walls and a small door at the end of the room lead down to the kitchens. Lucy waved to her sister and - while trying to swallow a mouthfull of cereal - motioned for her to sit down. To Lucy's left sat Lord Rex, in a two peice, brown, suede suit eating a peice of buttered toast. Next to him was the Lady Mona, who was dressed in a pale, pink dress with a white, woolen shawl drapped over her shoulders. Her light brown hair was perched ontop of her shoulders in numerous tight curls. She looked up from her breakfast as Leila took a seat.
"So," she said, "we do have the pleasure of your company today." Her voice was edgy and her eyebrows rose upwards as a look of panic appeared across Leila's face. Not knowing what to say, she quickly grabbed a peice of toast and started to nibble on the crust, despite not being hungary. "Don't worry. Lucy told us that you over slept. To be honst, I'm glad you girls sleep so well," a tone of surprise sprang up in her voice. "I know that this old manor is sometimes a bit dingy."
"They why haven't you ever moved? If you don't mind me asking," asked Lucy, placing her spoon into her finished cereal bowl.
"Seeing as my father was a Lord," edged in Lord Rex, "I inherited the monor along with his title when he passed away. I never moved because I always felt like I was betraying him and the family name."
Leila nodded, understanding how he felt. She was given the uglyest pearl necklace by her mother, but felt guilty everytime she went to through it away.
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After a day of assorted chores and some free time, the sisters' returned to their bedroom to prepare for the night ahead. Leila lay on her back, sprawled across her bed. Lucy ran into the room, quickly shutting the door behind her. Half panting, half laughing, she sat on her bed and pulled out a carrier bag from underneath her jumper. Leila turned her head to watch her sister pull out a range of snacks and drinks from the bag.
"What did you tell cook?" she asked, curiously.
"I told her we wanted a midnight feast. At that point she ran off and came bag with her arms full of of biscuits, crisps, chocolate bars and lots of fizzy drinks to keep us awake. I think she's done this before." She let out a sharp giggle and placed all the goods back into the bag. Leila looked at the clock on the mantle peice.
"Five to eleven. Lets check we have everything." Both girls jumped off their beds and Lucy produced a checklist from her pocket.
"Suitable clothing?"
"Check."
"Back pack?"
"Check."
"Food and drink?" Leila placed the carrier bag of food into the ruck sack and placed it back on the bed.
"Check and check."
"Torch?"
"You have it."
"Oh, yeah. Well...check." Lucy pulled a small plastic torch from the back pocket of her jeans and gave it to Leila.
"That's it. Let's go."
O.K. Sorry if there are some typos but the spell check button has dissapeared and I'm not in the mood to re-read it. Sorry.
The descriptions are also really great, I can see what's happening in my head. The only thing I can complain about it that on the main page of the novel, there is no description on the plot... which is not good if you want to catch your readers attention, or else they might not bother to read it.