As I was speeding down the quiet country road, I stuck my hand out the window to feel the breeze rush past me. My dark brown hair went crazy in the wind. I was heading towards a vast white mansion. Mrs Jayne Hemingway, my boss, owned the white mansion. I baby-sit her daughter for her when she works.

I pull up in front of the large house as Mrs Hemingway rushes down the stairs. Breathless she rushes “Lacy thank god you’re here. I’m late for a meeting. Emily is up in her room waiting for you.”

“Okay” I insert

“Oh and Christian should be here to take over in about two hours” she adds.

“Yep, Bye” I say as she climbs into her silver BMW.

I continue my way up the stairs entering the house, there is an impressive living room as you enter. I walk up the grand staircase that is located in the living room. Emily’s room is at the top of the first flight of stairs down the hall. As I neared her room, Emily ran out of her room and hugged me around the waist.

“Lace you’re here.” She excitedly states, “I was so thrilled when mummy said that you were coming over!” I laugh at how happy she is to see me. “Well I’m here now Em, what do you want to do?”

“Let’s go swimming!”

“Go get changed and we can, k?” I say as she hugs me and runs back into her room to get changed. Luckily, I had guessed that she would want to go swimming so I had worn my swimmers underneath my clothes.

I decided to go down to the pool and wait for her there. The pool is gigantic; it is an oval shape with a rock fountain at one end of the pool and steps at the other. Deck chairs surround the outside of the pool. Inside a shed, I found a blow up tube so I grabbed that and threw it into the pool as Emily came outside.

After exhausting myself chasing Emily around the pool for almost two hours, I convinced Emily that we should go inside and dry off. I turned the television on for Emily to watch as a red Chevrolet sped up the driveway. I told Emily to stay where she was.

Christian was climbing out of the car as I approached. Surprise was evident in his features and in his voice as he asked; “Lacy what are you doing here?”

“Your mum asked me to look after Emily till you got home. So now that you are here I can go.” I replied.

“Sorry but I’m going out to a party tonight so your going to have to stay here”

That is what got me angry, but I tried to calm down before I replied with; “No, I was only able to look after her for two hours. It’s been to hours. Now you can look after her.”

“I have plans tonight but I’m sure that mother will be happy to pay you the extra hours you stay” he replied perfectly calm.

“No I have plans as well so you can cancel to look after your sister,” I answered putting emphasis on the word your.

“My plans are more important, you cancel.” I cannot believe he thinks that his plans are more important then mine.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emily. She was crying. “Why don’t either of you two want to look after me?” she sobbed as she ran back inside the house. Christian and I sprinted after her but as we reached her bedroom door, she slammed the door in our faces. I looked over at Christian as he slammed his fists into the door. “Come on Emily we didn’t mean it like that, we’re really sorry baby.”

“No all you care about are your plans tonight,” Emily screamed back at him.

“No, no we do care about you; we’ll make it up to you. Whatever you want to do we’ll do.” I spoke softly trying to convince her.

“Yeah, what she said,” I glared at the dark haired teen that was to my right.

“Really?” she whispered.

“Really, really,” I confirmed.

“I want both of you to stay tonight and look after me and no fighting,” Christian groaned at this so I punched him before saying, “Of course we will both stay sweetie and we won’t argue.”

“Come on Emily we will do anything you want tonight,” Christian added.

After Christian and I had cancelled all our plans, Emily finally came out of her room.

Once we were all down stairs, Emily fixed her dark gaze on Christian and I and stated what the rules for the night were; “Okay now you two, you are not allowed to fight and you have to do everything that I say.”

“Great, I’m being controlled by my little sister.” Christian groaned so I punched him again, “Ouch, what was that for?”

“You know what that was for, now be quiet, we agreed to do this and we will stick to it,” I said turning to death stare him.
“Fine,” he sulked.

Emily had ignored us and then demanded that we order pizzas and watch Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.