Diana's POV:
"Hey um... Amanda?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you mind me coming up to the house with you, just for tonight?"
Amanda laughed like a maniac. "No chance in hell, Rosie."
"See, the thing is, I'm allergic to sleeping bags."
"Then just go home. Duh."
"If I do, we all get to suffer the consequences."
"Then use the sleeping bag."
Rosie had been begging Amanda for the past hour now, for a chance to sleep in the house. Knowing Amanda, she was gloating over her victory. How like her.
We all sat round a bonfire that Liam and Cole had built, eating grilled chicken made my Mr Smith and drinking cold beer. It was nice, the stars were all out in the sky, the night was chilly but the bonfire provided warmth, the meat was really good and tender. It was all nice and I would be enjoying myself very
