magnets | ethma

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The party was uncontrollable. Kids pulling each others hair, icing of cupcakes spread around what seems everywhere and the bouncy castles deflating every 5 minutes because everyone was way too keen.

Michelle didn't mind, it's all for Emma at the end of the day. She's only 12 once, right?

The party was Bratz themed. Some would of said it was too babyish for a 12 year old but Emma always likes to announce that 'Bratz are elite.'

She thinks Bratz are the ideal women- look wise. Their features that many might be ashamed of, Emma loves. The big lips, pokey out nose and big eyes. Barbies aren't like that. They are just symmetrical. Skinny and pretty.

Although Emma could probably relate to a Barbie more than a Bratz doll, she still appreciated and admired.

There was two massive bouncy castles and one had a slide. There was a massive cake on a table that had Emma's name on it and it was surrounded by everyone's fantasy- more cake and more food. Michelle hired fairies to be at Emma's party who would just go around and try entertain people but I'm pretty sure they got plenty of abuse off of the boys for it. Not to their faces of course.

The amount of girls outnumbered the boys at this party. 200 must of been there overall. A lot of people knew that this party would be insane so parents tried to get their kids to go. Weird.

Michelle invited the Dolans- Sean didn't attend but Lisa did and she just made herself comfortable by the food table and just watched the boys who both came, making sure they didn't get in any trouble which Grayson and Ethan have experience in.

Michelle would try and stop to talk to her but she was always occupied with something. Talking to the desperate Mothers of children attending the party.

Ethan

She looked really cute. She wore a pink checkered skirt with a white slightly cropped top. She had light blue butterfly clips holding a bit of hair on each side of her head. I watched as she got a little blue butterfly painted on her cheek by the face painter.

"You should get a lion or something." Did Grayson really think I was gonna face paint my face at 13 years old? That's kid stuff.

"No way, do I wanna look 5?" Grayson shrugged. I could tell by the look on his face that he was debating whether to get his face painted. I wanted to tease him but I went back to focusing on Emma.

"I think a lion would look cool, I don't see any other kid with a lion on their face" Grayson says.

That's because they are busy trying to walk or trying to get out of their pram.

That was an exaggeration but I do feel as though everyone is much younger at this party. I think Micheal, Grayson and I are the oldest here.

Olivia was next to get something in her face and knowing them two, she'll match with Emma. Maybe a pink butterfly.

"Ethan, are you listening?" My attention was brought back to Grayson who was frustrated that I wasn't keen to listen to his ideas about face painting.

"What? If you want a lion, go get one." I huffed.

"I said stop staring at Emma like a freak. It's weird." My eyes immediately shifted to his face.

"I wasn't looking at Emma?" I'm gonna make him feel like he's weird.

"Yes you literally were E." Gray crossed his arms.

"No actually you was looking at her." I start walking towards Mom wanting this conversation to end as quickly as possible but he pulled me back.

"You got something you need to tell me?" Grayson said. I shook my head. "You can tell me anything dude, you know that?" I nodded.