Ancora Imparo

-11- Elle Mason's First Sleepover - Part One

Ezra and I ascended the stairs and I whispered to him, not sure how well the others could hear me, "So I have an embarrassing confession... I don't actually know what Mario Kart is. I mean I know it's a game, but I never got to play."

Immediately, Ezra's eyes lit up, "Elle, do you want to have a sleepover?"

I raised an eyebrow, "A sleepover?"

He raised his hands up in defense, "We won't do anything you're uncomfortable with... we'll have a sleep over, sleep over."

"Ezra... that's even less clear," I shook my head. "Sorry to have to jog your memory here, but my parents weren't so keen on the whole outsiders thing. All I have for reference are those listicles of 'Top 10 Things to Try at Your Next Sleepover'."

"Elle, your life is about to change forever," Ezra grinned at me. "Where do you want to have the sleepover, we have to weigh our options carefully. My room has the gaming set up, but your room does have the better pillows for a fort."

I shake my head, "Do sleepovers always require this critical thinking?"

"Take your pick - pillow forts or video games."

"Well if we're proving a point to Julian, video games win. But you know we can just bring the pillows from my room to you room right? And do both?"

Ezra looked at me in such a fond way I felt like I could melt into a puddle on the spot. My wolf was making some comments I chose to ignore, and instead I just shook my head at him.

"Okay, game plan," Ezra started. "You search for and grab as many pillows and blankets as you can carry, and meet me in my room in 5. I'll change, get the games set up and forage for snacks."

You are a dork, My wolf reminded me as I entered my room with a huge smile on my face. If I'm a dork, you're a dork too.

The five minutes passed and I had been buried by one large comforter blanket, two throw blankets, and about 7 pillows. I waddled to Ezra' room, blindly searching for the door handle.

"I got the door, hold up!" I heard Ezra somewhere in front of me, my view obscured by a mountain of blankets and pillows. "Already come on in, you can drop the supplies anywhere."

Once I could see again I took in Ezra's room, across from his bed was a long wooden dresser with a dark brown finish. On top of the dresser were some pictures of family members and an unfamiliar game console with a pile of video games stacked up against it. A flat TV was mounted to the wall above the dresser. Directly across from the entrance to the room was a closet that was hidden by a black curtain. On the same wall was a writing desk, similar to the one in my room, that held a computer and stationary. Finally, two tall dark wood bookcases were on either side of Ezra' bed.

"Scoping out the best place to build a fort?" Ezra chuckled.

I shrugged, "Wouldn't call myself an architect, not sure how much you should trust my judgement on pillow forts."

"Well if we want to be able to see the TV, I suggest we take the blankets on top of each of the bookcases and connect it to the foot of the bed. Grab one of the throw blankets and copy me," Ezra instructed taking one of the dark purple throw blankets and jumping up on his bed.

I took one of the blankets and secured it at the top of the bookcase lowering it at a downward diagonal; tucking it underneath the foot of the bed. "How's this?"

"Looking good, we'll want some pillow reinforcements too - for maximum comfort."

I laughed, "Of course, should have been obvious."