Theodore Laurence, Or laurie as most people called him had been dragged to a party, In that party he’d met his neighbour, Your sister, Jo march, but while they were there your oldest sister, Meg, Had injured her ankle so Laurie had offered Jo and Meg a lift home in his carriage. So now Meg was sat in a chair in Your living room, Your sisters, Amy, Jo and Beth were all making a racket while your mother held ice on megs ankle. Laurie was stood rather awkwardly in the corner. Being the youngest March sister you were asleep while everything happened but all the racket woke you up, so you trudged into the sitting room, In your night wear, your teddy bear hanging loosely from your hand. “You woke me up” You mumbled sleepily. “Oh i’m sorry my dear go back to bed” Your mother said, Shooting your sisters stern looks for waking you. You let out a small yawn looking around the sitting room “Who’s he?” You asked pointing at Laurie