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Date: Last Day of Summer 2014 (August 31st)
Location: Dublin, Ireland
Song: Sunday - The Cranberries
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THIRD PERSON POV:
Throughout the summer, Ophelia and the boys did a bunch of stuff together. They were inseparable! Imagine their surprise when they found out Ophelia was going to go to the same school as them. That's correct, dear Ophelia was enrolled into St. Andrew's College. If they were inseparable before, imagine them now.
Right now, Lia was laying on the fake plastic pool that her family had, just enjoying the last day of life without school. Who could imagine it? Ophelia Arango was going to school tomorrow's day, if that isn't nerve wrecking for anyone Ophelia would never believe it. At least, she had three friends there, and that's a plus, if she ever gets lost or if she ever feels alone, boom, there are her friends. Now, Ophelia wasn't that bothered about the choice of uniform the school had, come on now, her last school had the most hideous uniform ever to have graced Earth. She was just glad it wasn't anything like it.
Lia was just laying in her silly fake plastic pool and reading a book, Mary Shelley's Frankenstein to be specific, when her mom brought the three boys to her.
"Hey, guys! What are you doing here?! I thought we were all going to see each other later tonight?" Ophelia was truly surprised to see the boys in her backyard. She put her book down, and went to grab a towel. "Hey, Bobby! Hey, Ryan! Hey, Eli!" She gave all the boys an individual hug. "Did you guys miss me that much? Can't believe I'm that misseable." Lia chuckled.
"Misseable? Is that even a word, Ophelia?!" Asked Ryan laughing at the girl's wording.
"I'm pretty sure it doesn't exist, but shush, don't ruin a good moment." Ophelia said while putting an arm around Ryan. "So, guys, what are you truly doing here?"
"Um, we wanted to tell you about the dress code for tonight." Elijah said, doubting his words for a moment. Ryan and Rob looked at Elijah for a moment in confusion.
Ophelia scoffed, "You mean the, 'we're all wearing black to the dinner, just a heads up.' Yea, I'm pretty sure I got it, like, a long long time ago. Is there something you're not telling me, Little Eli?" She really wasn't convinced with his answer.
"Ah, 'Phelia. We just came 'round here to see you. Elijah really wanted to see you." The younger boy spitted out. "He really couldn't wait until tonight."
"Oh, well, I'm flattered that you wanted to hang out with me before tonight." Ophelia comically bowed and moved her hand like a pageant queen does when they win the pageant.
"So, umm, yea. Would you guys like anything to drink? A soda? Water? Sparkling water? Juice?" The girl wanted to make sure her friends would continue feeling at home and comfortable in her house.
"Sparkling water? 'Phelia, who do you think we are?! But I would like some water." Robert said while laughing his ass off.
"Yea, me too, and thank you Ophelia." Replied Ryan.
The Hewson boy politely asked, "Do you have apple juice?" He was craving some apple juice for reasons that are unknown to mankind, I'm joking... "I mean, it's fine if you don't but I really want some apple juice, if it isn't that much of a bother" He was kind of ashamed for asking, he doesn't know why.
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Sonnet 18 - E. H.
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