Allie Johnson #2 [The first one should be Allie Johnson #1]

Allie Johnson #2

By: Emma Ladner

Sequel to:

Allie Johnson

Chapter One: Peter Simmons

Allie, a tall young twelve year old girl with brown curly hair a little past her shoulders, brown eyes, and not much of tan stood on her bed. “Nine days till Little Jenny turns one!” said Allie, back flipping. “Allie Johnson! Make your bed, no wonder your bed so messy!” said Mrs. Johnson. Jenny, Allie’s little sister who was beginning to walk, waddled in. “Al.” said Jenny. Jenny couldn’t say Allie’s full name so Allie taught her to say “Al” instead of say “Bo”. Allie smiled and took Jenny. “You ready to turn one Jenny?” asked Allie. Jenny looked at the ceiling. “Foo.” Said Jenny, looking around. Mr. Johnson came inside Allie’s room. “Allie I need you to make a little pallet for your nieces and nephews… Margret and Peter and Tim and Alice and their children are coming for Jenny’s birthday.” Said Mr. Johnson. “Yes sir.” Said Allie. “I also need to see you in my bedroom.” Said Mr. Johnson. “Yes sir.” Said Allie. When Mr. Johnson left Allie put Jenny down and made her bed; she pulled up the covers and fluffed her pillows. Then she straightened the wrinkles out and fluffed her pillows once more and then placed it on the bed. Then she took her dirty clothes and placed it in the bucket. She walked to the closet and took out three blankets and she laid them on the floor. She put another mallet with another three blankets, then another with the same amount of blankets. Then Allie sat down on the ground pooped. “Allie dear, can you please do the laundry and the dishes for me today?” asked Mrs. Johnson. “Why?” asked Allie. “Because I need to take Jenny to market with me so I can get some sewing things.” Said Mrs. Johnson. “How about I go instead Ma, I mean all you have to do is give me a list and BOOM I’ll be off.” Said Allie. “Well…. If you insist.” Said Mrs. Johnson, handing a piece of parchment to Allie. “Thanks Mom!” said Allie, gathering all her money and Mrs. Johnson’s money. Then she ran off to the market.

The market was busy as it always was on Friday’s. “Twenty-five dollars.” Said a man to another man. Allie walked over. “Sir um… can I have two melons, three grapefruits, and a pack of strawberries?” asked Allie. “Sure sweet heart.” Said the man. “Hey what’s your name?” asked the man. “Allie Anne Johnson, you look familiar.” Said Allie. “Yes I am a friend of your Papa’s, I helped with the barn and I expect to see your papa here soon…” said the man. Allie put the money on the desk and left with the melons, grapefruit, and strawberries. “Hmm…. Sewing kits… sewing kits.” Said Allie. She turned the corner and saw a thin old woman up ahead. Allie walked up to her, paid her for two sewing kits, then turned and left. “Hey Allie!” said a voice from behind Allie. Allie, still walking, turned and looked over her shoulder then found herself falling. She had crashed into another boy. “Oops… sorry.” Said the boy. “Fine, it’s fine. I was being clumsy.” Said Allie, gathering up the melons, grapefruit, sewing kits, and strawberries. “Um… I’m really sorry uh, Peter Simmons. My papa works at this market.” Said the boy, helping Allie up. Allie stuffed the stuff in her bag and said, “I’m Allie Johnson, I’m in a hurry. See my mama just gave birth to my little sister Jenny nine months ago so um… I need to help ma.” Said Allie. “Interesting… hey anything else you need?” asked Peter. “No, I just need to get home.” Said Allie. “Here I’ll walk for ya.” Said Peter, holding out his arm. Allie was shocked. “Um no I’m sorry I have a boyfriend.” Said Allie. “Ok I’ll just walk you home… as  a friend.” Said Peter. “Ok.” Said Allie.

Side by side Allie and Peter walked towards Allie’s house. “Um so, you have any older brothers or sisters?” asked Peter. “A sister named Margret and a brother named Timothy. Tim for short.” Said Allie. They stopped in front of Allie’s house. “Bye.” Said Peter, putting his hands in his pocket and walking away. Allie walked inside. A note was on the table it said; Off at your papa’s city hall. Be back in two hours with little Jen. – Mama

Allie put the food away and took her sewing kit and went into her room. It was raining as soon as she sat on her bed. Allie looked outside the house window because she had seen movement out of the corner of her eye. Kyle was walking in the trees… talking…talking to another girl. “Kyle wouldn’t do that.” Said Allie out loud. But then again, Kyle was a Indian and that was Indian girl. She took her cloak, a white one and put it on and walked outside following him. Kyle was indeed talking to another girl. And he was talking about Allie! “Yeah I know some stupid girl named Allie Johnson. And no I wouldn’t cheat on you.” Said Kyle. Allie stopped dead in her tracks, slipped in mud and fell and mud covered her as if she was a heap. Kyle and the girl turned around, Kyle was holding his bow and arrow. “Come on Kyle.” Said the girl and they turned and went on walking.

Chapter Two: A Hard Breakup

It took Allie a little while to watch them walk away and then she got up and followed them. The rain washed the mud off of her but she was still wet [of course] because of the rain. She followed Kyle and the girl and then Kyle and the girl stopped at a river. “My papa drowned here when I was five… my mother well…. She died when I was born.” Said the girl. “Sorry about that Mary.” Said Kyle. Mary? That was the girl Allie was following?! Allie watched Kyle do a move on Mary and then they looked at the river. Then Kyle waded into the river and sat in the water. “Come on Mary, it’s fun!” said Kyle. Kyle’s scared of that river! Yelled Allie in her mind. “Aren’t you scared of the river?” asked Mary. “Nah, what makes you think that?” asked Kyle. Allie screamed and walked up to Kyle and pushed his head underwater. When he came up Allie screamed at him, “You little cheat! I can’t believe you! ‘Oh no Allie, I’m scared of the river!’ and ‘Allie I wouldn’t cheat on you!’ all of that was lies?! And what about when you said you loved me, huh? What was that a lie too to keep me with you so you could win this Mary hunk?” “Allie, I’m sorry I just-“said Kyle. “No! No I can’t believe I trusted you! My dad…. I should I have just let him kill you! It would have a been whole lot of heck easier!” said Allie. “Allie, please baby-“said Kyle. “Baby?! Don’t call her that! I’m your baby!” said Mary. “Yes Mary- I mean – Allie please don’t leave baby!” said Kyle. “No! Go kiss this Mary stupid Indian! I don’t care! Okay?” asked Allie. “Really? You don’t care? You mean I can date her when we are dating?” asked Kyle, hopefully. “No! Oh my gosh! What are you talking about?! Us dating, now!? No, you know what? We are threw! Threw! DONE FOR!” yelled Allie. And she pulled her cloak over her head and covered her eyes with her hands and ran down the hill crying. When she came inside Mrs. Johnson and Jenny was sitting on the couch, Mrs. Johnson knitting. “Allie!” said Mrs. Johnson when she heard Allie wailing. “Allie, honey what’s wrong?” asked Mrs. Johnson. “Kyle…Kyle…” said Allie, she wiped her eyes. “Here take a bath.” Said Mrs. Johnson. She filled the tub with warm water and Allie took off her clothes and climbed in. After a nice bath she got out and dressed. “Now tell me what are you talking about?” asked Mrs. Johnson. “Kyle… Kyle and I broke up.” Said Allie. “Honey why?” asked Mrs. Johnson. Allie wrapped her arms around her knees. “He was cheating on me.” Said Allie. “Oh Allie… dear I’m sorry, soup’s on the table want some?” asked Mrs. Johnson.

After some soup Allie went into her bedroom and took a letter Kyle had wrote her and ripped it and threw it out the window. “I HATE YOU KYLE!” yelled Allie and she climbed under her covers and cried herself to sleep.

Chapter Three: Drowning…drowning…help her…help her

The next morning Allie dressed in a white dress with black shoes. She brushed her hair and then walked outside to town without telling Mrs. Johnson or Mr. Johnson. When she entered town she passed everybody with a man or woman. Allie felt lonely. She had nobody not anybody at all. Allie sat down under the shade of the tree in the center of town. Everybody was pulling something. There were horses, people selling things, stores opening and closing. And children and adults talking and sitting on the street eating food. Allie sat with boredom and then wondered, Why would Kyle cheat on me? Allie thought about this until Peter Simmons, the boy who she met yesterday, came up. “Hey my dad works with your dad.” Said Peter, sitting beside Allie. “Hm.” Said Allie. She had her chin in her hands, her elbows on her knees and she was wondering what to do. “What’s the matter?” asked Peter, turning to looked at Allie. Allie looked over at him. “My boyfriend…” said Allie. “Your boyfriend what?” asked Peter. Allie straightened up. “He…he was cheating on me.” Said Allie. “There should be a law against that.” Said Peter. “Wouldn’t matter my boyfriend was a Indian… you know the one in the woods.” Said Allie. “Really?” asked Peter. “Yep…but the thing is he never really knew my real dream- I used to tell him it was being a mother.” Said Allie. “What did you want to sell stuff?” asked Peter, becoming more and more interested. “Well yeah- I paint sometimes and sew.” Said Allie. She paused once more. “But I never have got the money to open my own shop.” Peter looked at her and then said, “My dad can make you store… all you have to do is get your dad to upgrade him.” “Really?” asked Allie. “Yeah.” Said Peter. Allie thought for a second. “I’ll be back.” Said Allie, standing up. “To where?” asked Peter. Allie started running and yelled over her shoulder, “To talk with my dad!” said Allie. She kept running towards city hall when she bumped into a carriage. The carriage tipped and a man came out. “How dare you, Burger! Fry!” yelled the man. Two pitbulls came out, growling at Allie. Allie started to stand  up. “Sic her!” said the man. Allie screamed and started running. She started to climb up a tree. “PETER!” yelled Allie. Allie brought her feet up, holding her knees with one hand and her hand holding onto a tree. The thing Allie didn’t realize that the tree was over a 1,000 mile down lake and Allie didn’t know how to swim. Allie sat there screaming. The tree was wiggling. “PETER!” yelled Allie.

In town Peter heard a distant shout, “PETER!” Peter stood up. Could it be Allie? Peter then thought Wait, she’s going to her dad… it can’t be her… I’m imagining things. Then it came again; “PETER!” There was a scream. Peter realized something; It was Allie. He stood up and began to run towards Allie’s screams.

In the forest Kyle sat on a stone by the river. Mary had broke up with Kyle for a man named Justice. Stuck up git…. Mary shouldn’t be dating him. Kyle heard a scream, “PETER!” It sounded like Allie! Kyle ran past the trees to the edge and looked around. “PETER!” shouted Allie. Kyle shot his eyes towards the direction and saw Allie sitting in a tree in front of Lake Lowa! Kyle gasped. “Allie!” he said. He started to run towards Allie.

Allie sat in the tree terrified. “Allie!” shouted Peter, coming over the hill. “Peter!” said Allie. The tree tipped a little bit. “AHH!” said Allie, grasping a tighter hold of the branch. “Allie!” said Kyle, coming over the other hill. “Kyle?” asked Allie. Both boys raced towards Allie and then started fighting about who saved her. “Peter! Kyle!” said Allie. They turned and yelled, “WHAT?!” The dogs gave a mighty hove, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson came over the hill with Jenny, the man came up on the other hill and grinned, thirty people came from down because of her screams and Allie tipped into the lake. “ALLIE!” shouted Mr. and Mrs. Johnson and Kyle and Peter. Allie disasspeared under the surface. “Mhhm!” she choked. “PETER!” bubbles flew up. Kyle dived in. Peter took off his shirt and then dived in. Kyle caught Allie and then Peter grabbed her and then they started fighting and while hitting each other, kicked her up to the surface. Allie took the biggest breath she ever had in her life while Mr. Johnson pulled her up. When Allie was under her father’s wing, Allie looked at the lake. “PETER! KYLE!” shouted Allie. Peter and Kyle bursted up on the surface. “Allie!” they said. The people from town helped them out. Allie ran towards them. Kyle held out his arms and Allie passed him and ran into Peter’s arms and squeezed him. “Peter!” said Allie. Mr. Simmons, Peter’s father, came over the hill. Kyle’s Indian friends came over. Kyle raced to his friends and they ran away. “Allie!” said Peter. “Oh Peter, you’re alive!” said Allie. Mr. Simmons ran down to meet Allie. “Hello pork chop, Eric Simmons. I see you know my here son, so I’m goin’ make you a great deal, I’m going to give a shop if your father here will upgrade me.” Said Mr. Simmons. Allie turned to Mr. Johnson. “Now see here Eric,” said Mr. Johnson. Mr. Simmons looked at Mr. Johnson. “I’ll do anything to help my baby girl in her future.” Said Mr. Johnson. Allie hugged him. “Thank you Paps!” said Allie. “What do you want to call it missy?” asked Mr. Simmons. “Allie and Peter’s Shop.” Said Allie, glancing at Peter. Peter shrugged. “Deal’s a deal.” Said Mr. Simmons. “You’ll see your shop in two months filled with furniture!” And with a blink of eye Mr. Simmons turned and left without further word.

Chapter Four: Allie and Peter’s Shop

Allie and Peter began meeting at Allie’s house and began making plans for the shop. Peter said he would sell his wood things. Allie began painting and sewing. She painted portraits of the sunsets and town. Of people and flowers, toys, and furniture. She sewed all kinds of things. Finally on the day before the store opened Peter and Allie began painting a sign to hang in the store and Peter asked Allie a question.

“Allie?” asked Peter. “Hmm?” asked Allie, coloring the “P” in “Shop”. “We’ve um… known each other for three months now so… um would you… could you… Would you go out with me?” asked Peter. Allie turned to him. “I can tell you don’t ask a lot of people out.” Said Allie. Peter nodded. “Well I guess I can make an acceptance…” said Allie. Peter grinned ear to ear. Allie smiled, pulled her hair back behind her ear and began to look at the sign that she was happy about. Peter and Allie then had lunch and then after that they went out to the barn. Allie took out two horses, a tall brown clysdale mayor and then a male clysdale. They had got the clysdale from a man who was in town selling everything he had [expect food and his family and small tiny shelter] and Mr. Johnson had bought the two clysdale for Allie. Clever raced outside barking at the sheep and herding them into their stable to stand clear of the giant clysdale; the male, Henry. Allie took her saddle and placed it on Henry, fastened it, then did the same to the mayor; Emily. When Allie was done she took a rope [since they didn’t have reins back then] and put it in Emily’s mouth and then did the same to Henry’s mouth. Peter and Allie got on, Allie grabbed the sign from the side of the house, and they slowly rode into town. Nobody had clysdales and stood back in amazement at the clysdales and then returned to what they had been doing. Allie and Peter rode up to the market where a man named Dudley stopped them. “Hey, I’m offer ya two folks a good deal; give me those here clysdales and I swear I’ll give you three thousand bucks for them.” Although this was a very good bargain Allie shook her head. “No sir… we are on our way to a shop.” Said Allie. “Oh um… well uh-“then Dudley caught sight of a another man, grinned, then said, “I got to go.” When Dudley rushed off Allie looked at Peter. “Quiet odd for a man… don’t you think Peter?” asked Allie. Peter stared after Dudley then said, “He’s a thieve, his gangs around somewhere.” He looked around. “Peter, don’t judge a person but their looks.” Said Allie. “Allie, not to be mean or anything, but the correct saying is ‘Don’t Judge a book by its cover.” Said Peter. Allie nodded then it was silent between them. “Well, are we going to the shop?” asked Peter. Allie looked up, then at him, then said, “Oh yeah… the shop. Sorry dozed off.” Said Allie, grinning. Peter nodded and Allie and Peter [and Henry and Emily] went to the shop. The shop was painted white and the house was made of cement. “Papa built this?” said Peter, sliding off Henry. Allie slid off Emily, took the rope and took Henry’s and led them to the river and shade, tied their ropes to a tree and then Peter and Allie walked into the store. Inside the store was a counter and a rug… and some chairs. There was a fireplace and then there was a painting of two people; Allie and Peter. And below them in big letters it said;

Allie and  Peter’s Shop

“Pa?” shouted Peter. Mr. Simmons popped out of a doorway. “Hiya son!” he said, hopping down. “What were you standing on?” asked Peter. Allie and Peter walked towards the doorway. “No! It’s a surprise you can see it tomommrow.” He said. “Ok…” said Peter. “We just wanted to drop off this sign.” Said Allie, handing the sign to Mr. Simmons. “Hmm….very nice Allie.” He said. “How’d you know I made it?” asked Allie. “I’ve seen Peter write dear, it doesn’t look like this.” He said. He handed a piece of paper. “This is a letter he wrote to his mama when she was ill and couldn’t see.” Said Mr. Simmons. Allie took the note, looked at Mr. Simmons, then began to read;

Dear Mama,

I realized you were sick two months ago when Papa told me why you were gone. I was really scared so I’m hoping you get better… Papa told me not to worry… everything would be ok… but I don’t believe it. Mama, I since something bad is going to happen and it won’t be happening in a few years. It’ll happen this week… I since that… you are going to die. I know I’m  still young and you don’t want me to worry but I do feel it… Now I’m going to let you rest… Papa says this is enough of a letter.

Love your only son,

Peter Simmons

Allie folded it, handed it to Mr. Simmons, then said, “That was very sad.” She turned to Peter and said, “I never knew your mother died.” She said. Peter gulped. “I don’t talk about it.” He said. “Come on, let’s go.” Said Peter. Allie and him walked out of the shop. They took Emily and Henry, got on and rode back to Allie’s house. Peter [once dropping Henry off at the barn] went home to his empty cottage house. When Allie walked in Jenny was walking around, holding a rag doll. “Allie, your brother Tim and Martha are coming tonight…” said Mrs. Johnson, taking her apron and drying a plate. “Yes, believe me I’ve heard.” Said Allie. “Allie, are you alright?” asked Mrs. Johnson. “Kind of.” Said Allie, walking into her room and closing the door.

Allie sat on her bed for a long time playing with her hair. It was raining out and she was waiting for somebody to come in. Finally the door opened and in came Clever. “Hey Clever.” Said Allie, patting her bed. Clever jumped up. “Hey girl.” She rubbed Clever’s head and patted her head. Clever went into Allie’s new closet and took down clothes with her mouth. “Clever!” said Allie, hoping off her bed and putting the clothes up. “If you want to make a bed-“she took some blankets and laid them on the floor of her closet. “Then make it with these.” Clever made a bed then turned and looked at Allie. Allie moved her clothes out of the way of her bed and Clever climbed in the closet and laid down then barked. Allie closed the closet door where there was only a crack left and then went out of the room. Tim and Martha were there, climbing out of the wagons. Allie’s nephews and nieces ran out. “Maria! Mitchel! George!” said Allie, hugging Tim’s kids. Then ran in Martha’s children. “Mary! Katherine!” she hugged her other two nieces. “Oh so this is our little sister huh?” asked Tim, looking at Jenny. Jenny was standing up staring at them. “Hello.” Said Martha, bending down to Jenny. “I’m your sissy.” She said. “Al.” said Jenny. “And I’m Timothy, call me Tim for short.” He grinned. Alice pushed out of the way. “Hello Jenny.” She said. “I’m your sister in law.” William, Martha’s husband pushed out of the way. “And I’m William, your brother in law.” Mitchel looked at the adults. “You mean to tell me that this tiny little girl that’s younger than me is my aunt?” asked Mitchel. “Yes Mitchel, now be nice. One day your Aunt Jenny could get you something nice.” Said Alice, scolding Mitchel.

At dinner they all were silent when eating. Mr. Johnson was writing in his journal and Allie [once done] went into her room, took out her paints and a canvas and began painting her family eating. She pictured herself sitting where she had been and she drew her too. She drew Clever, sitting on the floor with her head on her paws, laying down and waiting for food to fall too [but was still in the closet]. Then she began painting everybody sitting there. After an a hour she was done and set it on the table in her room and then took off her clothes and put on a nightgown. Then she took a white bow out of her hair and climbed in bed and went to sleep.

The next morning instead of Allie waking up Peter was in her room waking her up. “What?” asked Allie, sitting up. “It’s open come on!” said Peter, yanking Allie out of bed.

Once Allie was dressed they ran out to the barn and Allie took Emily and Henry out and got them ready. Peter ran into the house and grabbed sandwiches and put them in a basket Mrs. Johnson had left them for lunch and breakfast. Peter thanked her, grabbed the basket, and the painting and then ran to the horses. Allie was climbing onto Emily and then she took the basket. Then she held onto the painting while Peter got on Henry and then Allie handed the painting to Peter and they rode off, down the street. Barely anybody was up yet. Mr. Johnson was already in the City Hall and Allie and Peter tied Emily and Henry to the same tree and went inside. Allie took the painting, placed it on the ground with the wall holding it up then placed the basket on the counter. Peter ran back and grabbed his stuff from his house while Allie ran back and grabbed her stuff from her house. She also grabbed her sewing kit. When they were both back at the store a lot of people were awake and getting ready to come to the markets. Allie and Peter set everything up and then they flipped the sign to open. Allie hid the basket just before their first customer came in. She bought something of Allie’s, paid for it, and then left. Three people came in after that. Then ten… then twelve! Allie was so amazed that they kept getting money! And before they knew it; it was lunch break. Allie and Peter began eating and when they were ready it was back to business hours.

The days eased in and out and as soon as Allie got home she went to sleep. It was sad when Allie didn’t get to go to work one day because her family members were leaving. So the next day it was back to work.

Chapter Five: Puppies?!

It was Friday; a Thanksgiving Hoilday. Allie was at home needle pointing while Mr. Johnson was out hunting for a turkey. Mrs. Johnson was cleaning the house like she did everyday and Jenny was talking about blocks and books. Allie was always painting or needle pointing and that didn’t affect the Johnsons. Allie looked up and realized she hadn’t been seeing Clever. She walked to the closet and opened the door and gasped.

Inside the closet laid Clever, twelve puppies with fur already was lying beside her nursing. Allie called for Mrs. Johnson and when she came in Jenny came in and she bursted into smiles.

[Sorry this was a short chapter.]

Chapter Six: Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving edged closer and closer and so far only the Johnsons and Peter knew about the puppies. Allie was worried about Kyle even though she was dating Peter. She hadn’t seen Kyle peeking out of the woods when she was doing her chores. One day Allie was harvesting when she heard a yell. Allie looked up and saw Kyle running down the hill. In fact he was sprinting…. And limping. Allie poured some water in the trough of Henry and Emily and their new foal; Isabella and then rushed out. When Kyle stopped running he ran up to Allie, grabbed her then collapsed.

Kyle was laying on the couch. He had been woonded and Mrs. Johnson was surprised to hear that Mr. Johnson had shot him in the leg. Allie wrapped his leg up with a  cloth and Mrs. Johnson fed him meals. The puppies were growing so big and Thanksgiving was only a week away. The day after finding Kyle, Kyle left and went back to his tribe.

Allie went on painting and sewing and needle pointing after that. And finally Thanksgiving came. It was a nice Thanksgiving day and Mr. Johnson [after Thanksgiving] went to war, leaving Mrs. Johnson, Jenny, and Allie alone. Jenny one day turned two and was happy about. Mrs. Johnson planted a garden and Allie and Peter made a fourtune but one day Clever died and they buried her under her favorite tree. The puppies were sold and Allie didn’t hear from her father expect in notes.

[Sad ending. =(]

The End

Thanks to all that have read this story! I have a sequel coming out….

Allie Johnson #3!!!!