A Birthday To Remember

The air is wheezy as you step up to the front doors of the igloo. You're still a little bit nervous, so you dig into your pocket to look at the invitation one more time.

It reads in seafoam green, italic font:

You are cordially invited to a soiree hosted by Ryan Reynolds to celebrate Wattpad's official birthday party. Dancing, zip-lining and cookie dough will be plentiful. We do hope to see your gooey face there. November 22nd, 2016 at tea time. Please dress in your best dinosaur costume and don't forget your bugle horn for the present swap!

You take a deep breath and are about to walk inside, when the door suddenly swings with a pow!.

You're surprised to see Reese Witherspoon standing there in the flesh, all salty and caffeinated . You're not sure if you have the courage to talk to them right now, so you scurry inside like a(n) beaver and join the party, making a mental note to drum up a conversation with them later on over tofu.

Once inside, the party takes your breath away. Everyone is already lurking wildly on the dancefloor.

Rolling in the Deep plays loudly from the speakers and you can't help but do the running man. You had always shipped Peter Pan and Bridget Jones so you're not entirely surprised to see them editing together in the corner. Neil Gaiman and RebeccaSky are having a rap battle in the centre of the room, while several arianators are gushing over the latest update of cinderella converse on their phones.

The whole atmosphere is electric. It looks like space on uranus in the middle of Christmas and you can't imagine anything better.

"Happy Birthday, Wattpad," you say with a smile, "Here's to another 10 years!"