We then reach her bedroom and the other three girls that were there run over to say their hellos to me. They then settled back down and resumed their conversation, I began walking around Spencer’s room taking in the sight. Her walls were filled with picture frames full of her and all of her friends, they all looked so happy together and like they were always having a great time, in their company tonight shouldn’t be too bad afterall.

Soon after that dinner was ready so we went to sit around the dining table. There was myself, Zoe, Becca, Laura and of course Spencer. Her mum decided it best that she and Spencer’s dad eat their’s in the other room to give us our space, and quite frankly I’m sure they didn’t want to have to listen to all the shit we had to say. I can honestly say that’s one of the best meals I’ve ever eaten, it’s her mum’s own recipe that she simply calls ‘Special Chicken’, it was special that’s for sure. At the end of it we could hardly move we had all eaten so much, but we decided to go to her bedroom to watch a movie.

That didn’t go to plan, we ended up turning the lights off, blind folding one person, spinning them around until they could hardly walk and then made them try to find us. We all took turns at that and my turn came up, I was spun around fuck knows how many times so I stood trying to catch my balance and began listening out for people. That was easy enough to do as they were all giggling like a bunch of kids. I stood still a bit longer until something passed by me that I couldn’t ignore, I traced the smell to the corner of the room and under a table, and there she was hiding. Spencer Carlin. I’d remember that smell anywhere, she was so sweet it tingled my tastebuds. After I found Spencer we decided to quit playing that game as we’d all had a turn of being blindfolded so all settled down and Spencer brought us all strawberries and cream. I don’t know why this particular group of girls couldn’t do anything normal, even eating fruit turned into a mission. I was about to eat a strawberry when none other than Spencer jabbed one covered in cream into my face. I normally would have been angry that someone attempted to even think about doing that to me, but I just took one look at her and she had a smirk playing on her lips and I just couldn’t bring myself to care about the mess on my face. I just grabbed a strawberry, dipped it in cream and dragged it down her nose. Pretty soon after, the rest of the girls caught on and we were all covered in our so called desert. I think our clothes got fed more than we did.