The maltimplications and devisions of Ellie-May.
nice title?
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When Ellie had woken up at the usual time of 6:00 in the morning, it was to find herself answering the door to the unusual. The unexpected sight of a girl; semi-naked and drenched from head-to-toe. The girl was squinting from behind the water pistol she had pointed in the direction of Ellie's chest.
"Wanna come play? We're getting started now because then maybe we will set the new record of the longest ever waterfight! ...well, at least in Laguna Park."
Ellie could see her Daddy shifting in his bed, out of the corner of her eyes. She turned away from the girl at their door to see if he was awake. He was, and watching her with the same intense awe and curiousity he always did: as though he was still seeing her for the very first time. His precious baby girl.
Ellie turned back to see that the girl and her water pistol had disappeared. Nervously, Ellie opened the fly screen and poked her head around the corner.
No girl.
She reluctantly stepped out of the van to scout the other corner.
No girl. But down the road a bit lay a T-shirt in a puddle, surrounded by the colourful mess of 100 ruptured water balloons. The packet they'd come from sat empty by the taps at the toilet block, across the road from Ellie. The rusty tap used to fill the balloons, too stubborn for small hands, was still dripping; a long pause between every two drips.
"Hey Em, who was at the door then? Why don't we let them in, ey?"
Daddy enthused from inside the van. Ellie could hear him jumping into his pants' legs. She wondered if he was being careful not to tear them, as she started back up the stairs to their door. Daddy had to buy new pants for their holiday because his underwear showed through all the ones he had. At the grocery store some nice girls in gingham dresses were kind enough to point it out to him. They also pointed out that being in the shopping centre was the most convenient and practical time to discover your underwear showed, it meant he didn't have far to find himself new pants.
Daddy met Ellie at the bottom of their stairs.
"Did they go already eh? Oh well, I'm sure they'll be back. I'm just going to straighten myself out a bit, I'm only across the road, you know that. I won't be long, you know that. Make us some pancakes, maybe?" Daddy tustled Ellie's hair and headed into the men's section of the toilet block, straight past the dripping tap.
Ellie headed up the steps. She reached their door, turned the knob twice, paused, turned it twice again and was pushed inside the van from behind. It was the girl, and where her body had contacted Ellie's, Ellie felt damp.
The girl turned to Ellie, eyes almost popping free of her head. She still held the pistol in her hand, again pointing at Ellie.
"wow... I like your van actually. Can I play with you here? Do you have air conditioning in here? It's soooo hot outside! Yes! Video games! Let's play here, my mum was harping on and on and on about sunscreen anyway. What do you think?"
Ellie didn't know what to think. She wasn’t sure how she felt: was she was angry or scared? Her face was hot and she could hear nothing but the blood pumping in her ears as the girl began pumping her water pistol. It was now pointed away from Ellie and wandering aimlessly as the girl took in her surroundings.
"Wow."
The girl looked Ellie up and down. The water pistol flew up to aim right at Ellie's head again, and the girl grinned. When she lowered it back down to her side, Ellie watched the muscles in her exposed chest shift over her equally visible ribs. Ellie had never seen anyone elses body before. Something about the likeness to her own relaxed her a bit.
"I'm Ellie-May."
The girl flew her empty hand forward,
"I'm Sarah!"
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When Ellie had woken up at the usual time of 6:00 in the morning, it was to find herself answering the door to the unusual. The unexpected sight of a girl; semi-naked and drenched from head-to-toe. The girl was squinting from behind the water pistol she had pointed in the direction of Ellie's chest.
"Wanna come play? We're getting started now because then maybe we will set the new record of the longest ever waterfight! ...well, at least in Laguna Park."
Ellie could see her Daddy shifting in his bed, out of the corner of her eyes. She turned away from the girl at their door to see if he was awake. He was, and watching her with the same intense awe and curiousity he always did: as though he was still seeing her for the very first time. His precious baby girl.
Ellie turned back to see that the girl and her water pistol had disappeared. Nervously, Ellie opened the fly screen and poked her head around the corner.
No girl.
She reluctantly stepped out of the van to scout the other corner.
No girl. But down the road a bit lay a T-shirt in a puddle, surrounded by the colourful mess of 100 ruptured water balloons. The packet they'd come from sat empty by the taps at the toilet block, across the road from Ellie. The rusty tap used to fill the balloons, too stubborn for small hands, was still dripping; a long pause between every two drips.
"Hey Em, who was at the door then? Why don't we let them in, ey?"
Daddy enthused from inside the van. Ellie could hear him jumping into his pants' legs. She wondered if he was being careful not to tear them, as she started back up the stairs to their door. Daddy had to buy new pants for their holiday because his underwear showed through all the ones he had. At the grocery store some nice girls in gingham dresses were kind enough to point it out to him. They also pointed out that being in the shopping centre was the most convenient and practical time to discover your underwear showed, it meant he didn't have far to find himself new pants.
Daddy met Ellie at the bottom of their stairs.
"Did they go already eh? Oh well, I'm sure they'll be back. I'm just going to straighten myself out a bit, I'm only across the road, you know that. I won't be long, you know that. Make us some pancakes, maybe?" Daddy tustled Ellie's hair and headed into the men's section of the toilet block, straight past the dripping tap.
Ellie headed up the steps. She reached their door, turned the knob twice, paused, turned it twice again and was pushed inside the van from behind. It was the girl, and where her body had contacted Ellie's, Ellie felt damp.
The girl turned to Ellie, eyes almost popping free of her head. She still held the pistol in her hand, again pointing at Ellie.
"wow... I like your van actually. Can I play with you here? Do you have air conditioning in here? It's soooo hot outside! Yes! Video games! Let's play here, my mum was harping on and on and on about sunscreen anyway. What do you think?"
Ellie didn't know what to think. She wasn’t sure how she felt: was she was angry or scared? Her face was hot and she could hear nothing but the blood pumping in her ears as the girl began pumping her water pistol. It was now pointed away from Ellie and wandering aimlessly as the girl took in her surroundings.
"Wow."
The girl looked Ellie up and down. The water pistol flew up to aim right at Ellie's head again, and the girl grinned. When she lowered it back down to her side, Ellie watched the muscles in her exposed chest shift over her equally visible ribs. Ellie had never seen anyone elses body before. Something about the likeness to her own relaxed her a bit.
"I'm Ellie-May."
The girl flew her empty hand forward,
"I'm Sarah!"