Narinder Dhami - Sleepover in Spain

We all went up the stairs, trying not to make too much of a racket, but it wasn’t easy because there was no carpet down. Rosie’s house is brilliant – it’s big and it has loads of rooms, but it’s in a right old state. Her dad, who’s a builder, had bought the house and started doing it up, but then he’d left and gone to live with his girlfriend. He was still supposed to be fixing the place up, but he hadn’t got very far. Rosie was always moaning about it.

We stopped outside Rosie’s bedroom door, and I knocked gently. No answer.

“Maybe she’s asleep,” Lyndz whispered.

“No chance,” Kenny snorted. “We know there’s nothing wrong with her!” And she flung the door open.

Rosie didn’t see us at first. She was dancing round the room in her teddy-bear pyjamas with a Walkman in her hand and headphones over her ears, pretending to be Posh Spice.

We all waited in the doorway with our arms folded until, eventually, Rosie turned round. When she saw us, she nearly dropped down dead with shock.

“Wh– what’re you doing here?” she squeaked, pulling the headphones off.

“We’ve come to see our sick friend,” Kenny said with heavy sarcasm. “Where is she, by the way?”

Rosie blushed. “All right,” she muttered sheepishly. “I’m not really ill.”

“ Big fat hairy surprise!” Kenny snapped. “So what’s going on then?”

Rosie looked down at her pink furry slippers. “I didn’t want to have the sleepover because I didn’t want you going on at me all night about coming to Spain.”

“But what’s the problem?” I asked with a frown. “Your mum says that your dad’ll pay.”

Rosie went even redder. “I– I– I’ve never been on an aeroplane before!” she stammered. “And I’m scared!”

“Is that all!” Kenny began, then shut up as I elbowed her in the ribs.

“But you said you’d been abroad!” Fliss pointed out, looking puzzled.

“We went on the ferry,” Rosie mumbled miserably, “and I wasn’t too keen on that .”

“I’ve never been on a plane before either, Rosie,” I reassured her. “So I’ll probably be wetting myself too. Don’t worry about it.”

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