| Chapter Twenty-Four Sister wars |
The next morning as Alex, Missy and Wendy made their way into the cafeteria to have breakfast, Alex stopped at the door and watched all the kids that were already there. She closed her eyes and listened. The level of noise seemed to increase. She wondered how she would ever find her way around with all that noise. She thought about the new little sister she was going to get, and how hard this was going to be for her. "What are you doing, Alex?" Mark asked as he picked her up around the waist and sat her on his shoulders. �Woooowwww," Alex cried as she felt herself being lifted off the ground. "Good morning, Mark," she said with a giggle. "I'm getting two new sisters today," she stated as he sat her down in the breakfast line. "I heard about that. Are you excited?" he asked. "I'm a little nervous. What if she doesn�t like me?" Alex asked. "Sweet pea, you are a very nice little girl, and you have nothing to worry about. Just be yourself and she will like you," Mark leaned down and gave Alex a hug. As Mark walked away, Alex thought about what he had said. Alex decided that she would take his advice, and be herself when the new girls came. As Mark scanned the room for Nadia, he noticed Wendy and Ricky sitting at a table together on the far end of the cafeteria. Surprised that the two would disobey so soon, Mark headed toward them. Neither Wendy, nor Ricky saw Mark coming until he had placed his hands on the table, and gave them both his stern face. Mark spoke to them in a calm voice. �Has it been two weeks already? My, how time does fly." "No, sir. It hasn't, but I just...... "Ricky! No excuses, son. The punishment was no contact for two weeks. I know this is hard on both of you (looking at Wendy, then to Ricky) Especially when you do see each other every day here and there, but that's what Pat and I decided was the right punishment for the both of you. It has been only a couple of days, but if the two of you can't obey then you might just have to spend the remainder of your two weeks in your rooms. Is that what you want?" he asked looking at both of them. "No, sir," Ricky murmured as Wendy shook her head. "Ok then. I will let this one time slide and when your time is up, you both have my permission to spend the whole day together, well that is if your mother agrees of course. "Thanks you, Sir, and I'm sorry," Ricky replied as he looked at Wendy, stood up from his chair, and walked away. Mark watched as Ricky walked out of the cafeteria, and then turned his attention to Wendy. "I'm sorry, Daddy. "Did he come up to you?" he asked. "No, sir. I went to him," she replied �I think I have been more than fair under the circumstances, but if you disobey me again, Wendy, In room grounding won't be the only thing you get," he scolded. �K, Daddy, I will stay away from him till you say,� she replied as she walked away and joined her other friends in the breakfast line. �Your Daddy didn�t look to happy just now. Are you in trouble? Alex asked. �No, not in trouble, but will you tell Ricky something for me? Wendy asked in a quiet voice. �Sure,� Alex replied as she put her arm around her best friend. "Tell him he has to obey Daddy until he says it's ok. If we disobey once more....... "A spanking, Right? Alex stated with wide eyes. Wendy shook her head. "Don't worry, I will see he gets the message.� The girls finished breakfast and after their chores were done they went to the playground with Nadia and Sarah to watch them play. Even though it was December, the weather wasn�t all that cold today. While they were sitting under a tree laughing at how dumb a couple of the boys were acting, Alex noticed a car pull up and park. She watched as a lady climbed out of the car. "Wendy, I think Elizabeth and Lynda are here," Alex stated as she stood up and pointed to the car. Wendy and Alex watched as a tall slender Brown haired girl crawled from the back seat and started looking around at the buildings. The lady went to the other side of the car and opened the door. The girls watched in intrigue as the lady helped a very small girl from the front seat of the car. "She is so little," Alex stated as she started walking toward the car. Wendy followed. As they approached the lady had taken the girl to the back of the car and opened the trunk. The lady retrieved a couple of suitcases from the trunk and sat them on the ground. When Alex and Wendy approached the car, the woman was fumbling with a couple of small boxes in the back of the trunk. "Hi, I'm Alex," she said as she held out her hand to the lady. "This is my best friend Wendy and my sister Missy. "Well it's nice to meet you," she replied as she shook the girls hands. "This is..... "Lynda and Elizabeth?" Alex asked. "Great. They already know who I am," Lynda sneered as she gave the girls a dirty look. �Lynda, remember what we talked about in the car?� the lady asked. Lynda looked up. �I remember,� she replied, but she made no effort to apologize to Wendy, Missy or Alex. She reached into the trunk, grabbed one of the boxes, and headed for the school. �I do apologize for Lynda, she is having a difficult time adjusting to the changes.� The girls knew just how Lynda was feeling. �Oh it�s ok,� Alex replied. �Once she gets to know us, she will come around.� The woman smiled. �I do hope you girls are right about that, and I do appreciate your kindness in coming to welcome us.� The woman turned to the small girl standing next to her. �Elizabeth, say hi to these nice girls.� "Everyone calls me Lizzie. I like that better than Elizabeth," she replied as she held out her hand. The lady picked up a box and handed it to Wendy. She then picked up one of the suitcases and started walking toward the school. Missy picked up the other suitcase and followed them. "Just let her take your arm and she can walk with you," shouted the lady as she kept walking. When you get to the steps just let her know and she will be fine.� "What�s wrong with you sister?" Alex asked. "There isn't a name for what�s wrong with her," Lizzie replied as they made their way to the school. Wendy, Missy, and Alex looked at Lizzie in surprise as they continued on. The four girls walked inside the building together and were immediately met by Mr. Parker and Patricia. Lizzie squeezed Alex's hand tightly, and stopped smiling when she heard the sternness in his voice. Lizzie, however sensed a kindness in Patricia and willingly took her hand when it was time to say goodbye to the social worker. "Alex, Missy, Wendy. Don't you three have somewhere to be right now?" Mr. Parker asked sternly, as he motioned Patricia into his office with the girls. "Why don't you three girls take those boxes up and put them in them into the girls new bedroom," stated Patricia as she entered Mr. Parkers office. The girls quickly took the boxes and suitcases up, and sat them on the study table. Alex went to the linen closet and snuck an extra blanket to put on Lizzie's bed. She knew she probably shouldn't, but she wanted to make sure she was nice and warm. "What?" she asked looking at Wendy. "Mother did say to be nice to her." "I know but we are only allowed one blanket and a top cover," Wendy replied. "I don't care. There are lots of blankets and I'm giving her two," Alex said as she put the other blanket on. As the girls came out of the room, they were met by Patricia, Lizzie and Lynda. Lynda was a few steps ahead of her sister. "Is that my room?" she asked as she pointed to the door. "Yes," Wendy said. Lynda stomped past the girls and continued into the room, throwing herself face down onto a bed. Patricia had hold of Lizzie and was helping her figure how many steps it was to her room. When they entered, she stopped her at the doorway. Wendy and Alex stood and listened while Patricia explained in great detail the layout of the room for her. They then watched in amazement as Lizzie made her way around the room without bumping into one thing. She went to each item and pointed it out before sitting on her bed. "I think I got it," she stated as a big smile came across her face. "Don't show off so much," Lynda scolded. Lynda! behave yourself," Patricia scolded ."Lizzie, sweetie, if you need anything at all, Wendy and Alex will be glad to help you.� �Thank you, Ma�am.� Patricia looked at the girls and then left the room. The girls got acquainted and helped her unpack her box. She was sharing with the girls some of her things when Lynda suddenly jumped from her bed. "Get out!," she yelled as she walked over to them and pointed to the door. "They don't have to!" Lizzie yelled as she took a step in front of Wendy, Missy and Alex. Lynda quickly slapped Lizzie across the arm with the hairbrush she had in her hand, causing Lizzie to drop the things she was holding. "Owww, Lizzie screeched as she put her hand on her arm. "If you know what�s good for you, you will keep your little trap shut and do what I say. Now you three get out!" she yelled again. Not knowing what to think, Wendy, Missy and Alex quickly left the room. Lynda slammed the door behind them. Lizzie had sat on the floor to find her things that she had dropped. "Get up off the floor you little runt," she yelled. Lizzie quickly stood up. "Those are my friends and this is my room too," she yelled as she threw an object at Lynda hitting her in the chest. "You�re so stupid. Stupid blind people can't have friends. Remember that they only pity you because your blind. I don't pity you. I can't stand you. I have to share this room with you, but don't touch my things and don't tell anyone your my sister or I will hurt you. You not ruining my chance to have friends here too," she said as she stood over Lizzie. "Do yourself a favor and just stay up here in your room.� Lynda picked up her sweater and left the room. Lizzie stood in the middle of the room and listened. It was very quiet but she could feel her heart pounding so loudly in her chest. She felt tears well up in her eyes and start to run down her cheeks. "You're wrong. I do to have friends," she said in a quiet voice as she turned, felt for her bed and lied down. Through her cries, she heard the door slowly open. Lizzie, are you ok," Alex asked as she entered the room and went to her side. Lizzie felt one person, and then another person sit on her bed. "We do like you Lizzie, and it's not cause your blind. It's cause your nice and friendly," Wendy stated as she stroked Lizzie's hair. "She is right, and your sister is mean to you. We should tell Momma what she did and said to you just now. She will be punished cause I know Momma wouldn't like it.� "You really do like me"? she asked as she wiped her tears. "Yes we do but we don't like your sister,� Alex stated. "Please don't say anything to your momma just now. Knowing you like me is enough for now," Lizzie said as she laid back down on her bed. "I have my own ways of getting even with Lynda." "But won't she hit you again?" Alex asked. "She will, but she never hurts me to bad and it is worth it sometimes if it embarrasses her," Lizzie replied with a little smile. The three girls left the room together and headed downstairs. Alex and Wendy took Lizzie to get her new clothes. "You don't have to change right now," Alex said, as Lizzie started to undress. "I want to. I want to fit in a quickly as I can," she replied as she finished stripping down to her undies. �Lizzie you are really tiny for ten. This jumper is only a size eight and it's long on you," Wendy stated as she zipped it up the back. They watched as Lizzie put her tights on alone and bucked the Mary Jane�s that she had just been given. "How do I look?" she asked as she stood straight up with hands sticking out. "You look fine but uh your hair is a little messed up. Can I braid it for you?" Wendy asked. Alex held her other clothes as Wendy brushed and braided her long silky brown hair. When they were finished, the girls showed Lizzie all around the inside of the school. "I smell food!" Lizzie stated as they turned the corner. �That smell is coming from the cafeteria. It�s time for lunch,� Alex stated. They all went together to the cafeteria, retrieved their lunches and sat down at a table. As the girls were talking, Wendy noticed Lynda sitting with Camille and a few of the other stuck up girls. "Well look over there, Alex," Wendy said as she pointed to the table where all of the snobby people sat. "What is it?" Lizzie asked. "Well your sister is right at home. She found the stuck up people," Alex replied. "Ohhh goody," Lizzie replied. �What table is it?� "Just four tables down from us," Alex replied. "But you shouldn't go down there." �Why not?� Lizzie asked. �Because they aren�t all that nice,� Wendy replied. "Just watch this," Lizzie said as she stood up, turned around and walked toward the table where her sister was sitting. The cafeteria wasn't to noisy yet, so as she walked past each table, Wendy counted out loud for Lizzie. 4,3,2, and then 1 when she was in front of the right table. Suddenly Lizzie stuck her hands out in front of her, feeling for the table. "What do you want?" Camille asked in a real snotty voice. "Lynda? are you here?" she asked in a very squeaky sad voice. Lynda's eyes got really big as the other girls looked at her. "Do you know this girl?" Camille asked. "No," Lynda replied in a quivering voice. "What?" Lizzie asked as her bottom lip began to quiver. "How can you say that to your own little sister. Didn't she tell you she had a little sister?" "I thought you said you were an only child?" Camille asked as she and the other girls stared at Lynda. "I need help getting my lunch and you said you would help me, Lynda," Lizzie cried. "GET IT YOURSELF!" she yelled. Lizzie threw her hands over her eyes and began to ball uncontrollably as she turned away and started walking back toward her table. Wendy and Alex ran to her and helped her back to the table. Lizzie took her seat. Wendy and Alex tried to comfort their crying friend until her cries turned to little giggles of delight. "Your laughing?" Alex asked quietly. "I told you I could get her on my own. Just watch and tell me what happens," she asked as she took a bite of her lunch. "Your sister�s face is really red, and she looks like she is about to die," Alex stated. Ohh ohh, Camille is leaving, and all of the other girls are following her. Camille may be stuck up and she does lie a lot, but no one lies to her and gets away with it," Wendy stated. "Ohhh uh your sister is coming this way and she looks really mad.� But before Wendy could finish her sentence, Lynda grabbed Lizzie by the arm and started pulling her down the rows of tables. "I told you not to embarrass me. Lets see how funny you think you are when I'm done with you, you little bitch," she yelled as she tightly held onto her sister and quickly headed for the door. Lizzie was scratching and slapping at her sister�s hand and was yelling for help. Patricia was on the other side of the room sitting at a table of other adults when they noticed a silence that came over the room. All they could here was yelling and screeching. Mark and Patricia quickly made their way toward the screeching little Lizzie, and her yelling, cussing sister. Most everyone in the cafeteria was now watching. Lynda was to angry to even notice all of the eyes that were on her, but Lizzie knew they had an audience by now, and that everyone in the school new they were sisters. Before Patricia or Mark could reach them, Lynda had hit Lizzie twice. Once on the back and once on the shoulder. Lynda suddenly felt a strong grasp on her upper arm as she felt Lizzie being rescued from her grip. Mark pulled Lynda out into the hall and tried to calm her while Lizzie threw her arms around Patricia and cried. Wendy, Alex and Missy were now at her side to comfort their new friend. When Pat tried to get Lizzie to tell her what happened she remained silent. Finally Alex and Wendy told Patricia about the earlier incident. Patricia turned Lizzie�s arms over and there on her left arm was quite a bruise. "Lynda, go up to your room," Patricia scolded as she sternly looked at her. "I won't go!� Lynda yelled, as she stood in the hall just a couple feet from her crying sister, Mark, Wendy, Alex and Missy. "Young lady! when you are told to do something, you do it," Mark scolded as he grabbed her arm, swung her around toward the stairs and swiftly smacked her bottom. Lynda's eyes opened widely. She quickly turned and looked directly into Mark�s eyes. "I don't have to do anything you say so GET OFF MY BACK," she yelled. Mark grabbed Lynda again, turned her around and gave her another swift smack. "You get your little butt up to your room before I take off my belt." Lynda took hold of the railing and loudly stomped up the stairs. When she got to their room she paced back and forth. How could Lizzie embarrass her like that. She would pay for this for sure she thought as she took the covers from Lizzie�s bed and stuffed them under her bed. How could that jerk threaten me like that she asked herself as she rubbed her bottom for a second. �No one has ever done that to me before and no one ever will again if I can help it," she whispered As the minutes ticked by, Lynda began to wonder if she had been forgotten. She looked out the window and then down the hall. There wasn't a soul around. "Well this is stupid. I'm not staying in here,� she stated aloud to herself as she walked toward the stairs. Just as she got half way down the stairs, Patricia came around the corner and started up. She stopped when she saw Patricia on the stairs. "Where may I ask are you going? and why aren't you in your room?" Patricia asked as she continued up toward Lynda. "I'm not staying in there,� she replied. Patricia took hold of Lynda's arm and started back up the stairs with her. "It�s time you and I had a little talk and get a few things straight," Patricia stated as they continued back to the room. Lynda kept silent as she took a seat on her bed as pat closed the door. "Where are Lizzie's blankets?" she asked sternly. "I have no idea," she replied. "I am so trying to be patient and understanding with you but you are making it very difficult. I don't know what occurred between you and your sister prior to coming here, but you will not continue to behave that way. You will not hit or yell at her again. I have talked to her and she understands the rules as well." "You think you know us but you don't, and Lizzie isn't as helpless as you think she is," Lynda screeched as she kicked her shoes off and shoved them across the room with her feet. "Lynda," Patricia scolded as she stood up and looked down at her. "You will not be mean to her or lay a hand on her again. You will not talk back to me or Mark or another adult in this school. You better give it some thought. If we have to discuss this matter again it won't be with words. I will put you over my knee, and you will get a taste of the paddle on your bare behind. Do you understand me?" Patricia asked. "You can't touch me," Lynda squealed as she stood up and started to head for the door. Patricia reached up and snatched her by the arm. "Young lady! A lesson is just what you need to take care of that snippy little attitude of yours," she stated as she pulled Lynda back to the bed. Patricia seated herself on the bed and before Lynda knew what was happening, she was pinned across Patricia's knees. "What are you doing," Lynda cried. "Don't you touch me," she yelled as she kicked and squirmed to try to free herself from Patricia. Patricia held tight to Lynda as she lifted the kicking young girls skirt to reveal her saucy little bottom. "I won't let you spank me. I won't let you," she screeched as Patricia pulled Lynda's panties to just below her pudgy little bottom cheeks. "No!" Lynda Yelled as loud as she could before bursting into tears. Patricia lifted up her hand and brought it down onto Lynda's bare quivering bottom. Lynda let out a yelp, and then continued to cry. "You can't spank me," she cried, as Patricia continued. Soon her protests turned to continuous yelps and screeches with every swat that Patricia delivered to her now glowing bottom. Patricia made sure that Lynda got the full affect of her spanking method, making sure to cover each cheek and the backs of both legs. Patricia didn't however stop after the ten minutes were up. She continued to spank until Lynda quit fighting and begging not to be spanked. "Are you going to behave yourself?" she asked as she lay her hand on Lynda�s hot stinging bottom. "Yessssssssssssssss," Lynda cried as she lay limp over Patricia�s lap. "You may stand up then," Patricia stated as she loosened her grip on the poor balling child. Lynda stood and immediately threw her hands over her bottom. Patricia wrapped her arms around the girl to comfort her. "There there, Lynda. It's all over now," Patricia stated as she continued to hold her and rub her back. Lynda didn't fight Patricia�s efforts to comfort her. She rested her head on Patricia�s shoulders and cried, You just wait little sister. I will get you for this, she said to herself as she continued to rub her throbbing bottom. No one saw Lynda for the remainder of the day and Lizzie was afraid to go into her room, so she hung out with Wendy, Alex and Missy until lights out. Before Patricia went and retrieved Lizzie, she checked in on Lynda. When she entered the room she was sitting in the window seat staring out into the courtyard. "Lynda, are you hungry?" Patricia asked. "No," she stated as she continued to stare out the window. "Very well then. It's time for bed," she stated as she pulled Lynda�s jammies from the drawer and tossed them on her bed. "Go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. When I come back I want you in your bed, young lady.� Lynda quickly turned and looked at Patricia. She crawled from the window seat, stomped to her bed and snatched up her pj's. Patricia closed the door quickly and approached Lynda. "I think we need to try that again don't you? Put them back on the bed, go back to the window and sit down. Unless you want another hot stinging bottom, when you get up this time I suggest you leave the snotty attitude behind." she scolded. Lynda just stood there in shock. She laid the jammies on the bed and took her seat in the window. She sat there and looked at Pat. "Are you ready to behave? Pat asked. Lynda nodded. "Then you may get your pajamas and go get ready for bed," Patricia said. Lynda stared at Patricia for a moment, then slowly picked up her jimmies, and then headed down the hall to the girls bathroom. When she returned Lizzie had not returned yet. Lynda placed her clothes in the hamper. She then opened the closet door to look at herself in the mirror. She noticed right away that her face was red and puffy from the tears. "I look awful," she stated as she moved closer to the mirror and ran her hands over her face. "I wonder?," she said as she stood straight up, turned sideways to stare at her plump little pajama covered bottom. She placed her hands on the waistband but hesitated. She quickly glanced at the door and then back to the mirror. A little rush of fear surged through her body as she slowly pulled her bottoms down, exposing her well spanked pudgy little cheeks. "Oh my!" she stated as she stared at the fading signs of her spanking." The way my bottom hurts I would think it would be bright red, but it's barely pink!" she sighed, as she continued to stare at her well punished bottom. "Well if that woman thinks she's ever gonna do that again, she's got a fight on her hands." With that, Lynda slid her jamies back over her bottom, and quickly crawled into her bed. Lynda tossed and turned trying to get comfortable but it hurt to lay on her back or her side. Soon she found herself lying on her tummy "Oh Lizzie, will you ever pay for this one!" She stated as she drifted off to sleep. |
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