The Problem with Older Sisters

"Molly, why are we doing this?" Lucy asked her older sister, while they were sneaking downstairs.

"Because I have to bring something to the party." Molly said. They made it downstairs, they started walking down the hall to their father's study were they knew were it was.

"And why do I need to help you?" Lucy asked as Molly opens the door.

"Well I could tell Mum that Jonathan Thomas came over last week when you were to be grounded or I could tell Dad that you didn't go to Lily's house, but when to Jonathan." Molly smirked. Molly had a lot on her sister that she could use to blackmail her with.

"Fine, but if we get caught I putting all the blame on you." Lucy said. She followed her sister in the room.

"Why would we get caught, Mum and Dad are both at work and they won't be home four another three hours." Molly found the cabinet, were her father keeps the alcohol, which their mother knew nothing about. Their mother was against alcohol in the house, so their father hid it on her.

"Well they caught us last time we were in here." Lucy thought about what happen yesterday when they came down here before. Both of their parents were to be out with friends, but their mother got home and found them entering their father's study. She yelled at them and told them to stay out of their father's study.

"You worry too much, you should have some fun." Molly looked at her sister. "You should come to the party with me. It will be fun."

"Oh yeah it going to be fun with a bunch of seventeen year olds drinking. No thank you. I have plans tonight." Lucy said as she saw her sister get out a few fire whiskey bottles out.

"It your lost." Molly started for the door when she heard the front door open. Lucy and Molly froze right there. They were trying to figure who was here. They heard the clicking of heels going to the kitchen. Their mother was home early. Lucy and Molly traded looks, how were they going to get this upstairs before their mother saw them with. They had to pass the kitchen to get upstairs. They would not only get in trouble but get their father in trouble too. Molly closed the door with her foot.

"What are we going to do?" Lucy asked. She didn't admit it very often but she was scared of her mother.

"I don't know." Molly put the bottles down. "Mum must have got off early." Molly started to pace the room.

"We can't stay in her forever, Dad going to come in here when he get home." Lucy stated. She took a seat on one of the chairs in the room.

"I know that." Molly snapped. Lucy was hurt. "Sorry, it's a lot of pressure right now."

"We could put the bottles away and walk out of here like nothing happen and make it look like we came from a different part of the house." Lucy suggests.

"Mum would not believe it for a second." Molly said. Molly paced for an another second before she got an idea. "You are going to detracted Mum while I run upstairs with these." She pointed to the bottles.

Lucy knew this wasn't going to work but Molly wouldn't listen to her. Lucy nodded and got up. "Make it quick." Lucy told her sister as she walked out of the room.

She found her mother in the kitchen finishing making tea. "Hi, Mum what are you doing home?" Lucy asked her mother.

Audrey looked up at her youngest daughter. "We finish early." She poured herself a cup of tea. She held up the tea to ask Lucy if she wanted any. Lucy shook her head. "What have you and your sister been doing all day?" Audrey walked to the door.

"No, Mum!" Lucy said with a little too much force. Audrey lifted one eyebrow. Lucy gave a half smile. "Sorry, why don't you have your tea in here."

"I want to change out of my work clothes, so I'm going to go upstairs and change." Audrey said a little loud then needed. She knew something was going on. She went around Lucy and left the kitchen. Lucy hoped that Molly was in her room, because she heard her mother go upstairs. Lucy followed at a slower pace.

When she got up the stairs, she saw her sister's door closed. Her parents' door was closed, too. Lucy walked over to her sister's door; she was about to knock when she heard her mother's voice.

"Molly, what did I say about alcohol in my house?" Lucy thought it was the perfect time to go to her room. She was probably in trouble but Molly was going to get most of it. Lucy smiled to herself as she closed her door.