My parents came in, with a plate of chips, that was cool I guess and I had a pot of jelly and an orange fanta. This is why I love my parents. "Hi Darcie! Who's this?" my mum asked.
"This is Guila and Chiara." I said.
"Hiiiii!" they said in unison.
Creepy huh? "How are you feeling?" my dad asked.
"Meh I feel a bit sick and my head hurts, but apart from that I'm fine."
"Ok Darcie we better get going and check on the cats, fish, hamster and the gerbil, but we will be back in the evening." my mum said.
All my family came up and squeezed me (their idea of a 'hug'). "Bye Princess" my dad said.
"Bye fish face." said James.
"Bye." I said as I rolled my eyes at him.
They left the tray of food on my bed and left. "Anyway omg when is HE going to visit you!?" questioned Guila.
"I don't know!" I replied.
"Can we have some chips?" asked Chiara doing her impression of puppy dog eyes.
"Fine" we all scrambled to the chips like savages and engorged ourselves in the chips. in about a minute or so they were all gone. All there was was a slither of ketchup. "Bagsy the jelly!" I shouted.
"Noooo, why don't we 'share' it?" argued Guila.
"Ugh why not." I said.
I peeled open the packet and dug my spoon deep into the jelly. I shoved the spoon in my mouth. "Eww!" I cried. "That's absolutely disgusting, I was warned not to try it by my brother, 'cause he does rugby so he's always in hospital."
"Lemme try!" said Chiara as she snatched away the jelly pot and spoon.
"Ewwww! It's so watery!" Chiara exclaimed.
"Ugh, I know!" I said.
"Gimme some!" shouted Guila as she took the jelly and slurped the whole pot down. "Uh! You're right, eww!"
I moved the tray of rubbish to my bedside table.
