29/09/15
Dear Primavera,
Last night the group and I had our second sleepover in the month of September. Well, for Sera it was her first since she couldn't attend the previous one.
This sleepover was to celebrate the fourteenth birthday of Serafina, who was actually born on the twenty-sixth this month. Everyone, as expected, arrived perfectly on time... and then there were Anjeline and me, who arrived one hour later. Although this ticked me off a little, I wouldn't change what happened afterwards.
During the afternoon, everyone separated into smaller gatherings in the living room. At one corner sat Anjeline with the birthday girl as they typed busily on their phones. Our friend, Melody, slumped on one of the couches and tapped away on her phone. On the arm of the opposite couch perched Elaine, who filled out a word document on her laptop. And then the leftovers, Charisma, Gwen and me, engrossed ourselves with the Backstreet Boys. Yes, Primavera. I don't like modern trends, but the '90s and previous generations fascinate me.
When all of us grew apathetic of doing nothing, we all raided the playground across the road. A special feature of the playground was a large swing that could fit about five people at once, and I couldn't help but lie down on it and get my friends to become my humble servants and push me. Eventually, I allowed my friends to hop on and giggled until we ran out of breath. Running around the street and acting like five-year-olds was definitely a better alternative to depriving ourselves of social interaction.
After a scrumptious dinner cooked by Sera's mum, we gathered in the lounge and watched 'The Notebook', avoiding the indecent scenes of course - a lovely ending to a memorable day in our friendship.
Yours sincerely,
One who has lovely friends.
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