Mega Sleepover 7: Summer Collection. Narinder Dhami

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      “Quick, check the email box, Kenny!” Fliss poked me hard in the back. “See if Isabella and the others have replied to our last email!”

      “OK, OK!” I said crossly, as the others crowded round me eagerly. “Stop hassling me!”

      It was a few days after Mrs Weaver had told us about the Spanish pupils coming to visit. It was mine and Lyndz’s turn to use the class computer, and, although we were supposed to be finishing off the story we were writing together, Mrs W. had agreed to let us check the email box and send a reply.

      “We’ve got an answer!” Frankie announced triumphantly as a new message popped up on the screen. “Quick, Kenny, see what they say!”

      I hit the mouse, and opened the message.

      Hi, Sleepover Club!

      We look forward very much to see you all in England in July. We are all very excited. Can we have a special sleepover when we are staying with you?

      Love from Pilar, Maria,

      Isabella, Elena and Anna

      “Go on, Kenny!” This time it was Rosie who poked me in the back. “Tell them it’s my birthday, and we’re going to have a big sleepover on the day they arrive!”

      Frankie tapped me on the shoulder. “Tell them we’re going to sleep out in a tent in Rosie’s garden if the weather’s good!”

      “And tell them they’re going to be staying with us!” Lyndz added, jogging my elbow.

      “Will you lot get off!” I moaned. “I’m going to be black and blue all over at this rate!” And I started typing in our reply.

      Dear Spanish Sleepover Club,

      We’re really excited too, and we can’t wait for July! We’ve got loads of exciting stuff happening here. First, it’s Rosie’s birthday a few days after you get here, so we’re going to have a big birthday sleepover on the day you arrive! We’ll have a party in Rosie’s garden, and then we’re going to sleep out in a big tent.

      We’re going to play loads of games, give each other makeovers, have a fashion show and stuff our faces with birthday food!

      “No pizzas though!” Fliss said as I typed that, and we all started laughing.

      “I heard that!” snapped Emma Hughes, who was sitting nearby. “And it wasn’t funny!”

      “Oh yes, it was!” I retorted wickedly. “Seeing you with tomato sauce sliding down your face would make anyone laugh!”

      “You think you’re so clever, Laura McKenzie!” Emily Berryman chimed in.

      “Well, at least I’m not stupid enough to wear a pizza on my head!” I pointed out, and the other Sleepovers fell about.

      “Take no notice of them, Emma,” said Emily.

      “I won’t,” Emma said, and stuck her nose in the air.

      “Wait till our Spanish friends get here!” Frankie said gleefully. “Then there’ll be ten of us to get on your nerves!”

      “These Spanish girls must be crazy,” Emma sniffed. “Fancy wanting to be mates with a bunch of losers like you!”

      I nudged Frankie. “Emma’s looking just a little bit green, don’t you think?”

      “Oh, definitely,” Frankie agreed. “She’s starting to go green all over!”

      “I am not jealous!” Emma snorted furiously. “I don’t care if you’ve got a million Spanish friends!”

      “So how many Spanish people do you know, Emma?” Fliss asked.

      Emma picked up her work and stormed across the classroom to queue up at Mrs Weaver’s table. Emily followed, leaving us all in fits of giggles.

      “This visit is really winding the M&Ms up!” Frankie said.

      “Good!” СКАЧАТЬ