Hello, itâs me again â thatâs Felicity Diana Sidebotham if you didnât know. You can call me Fliss, though â everyone else does. Some of the boys in our class sometimes call me other things â usually stupid versions of my surname, but we wonât go into that now.
Anyway, everyone thought Iâd done such a good job writing about when we were detectives, I decided to tell you about this story too. In case you donât know, Iâd better explain about the Sleepover Club, otherwise you might not want to finish the story â and believe me, itâs a good one, so you should.
Let me start at the beginning. Weâre the Sleepover Club â me, Frankie, Kenny, Lyndz and Rosie. Once a week we sleep over at each otherâs houses which is always brill â apart from when Kenny tries to scare me with her horrible ghost stories, that is.
Iâm Fliss, like I said, and the oldest of the club â in fact Iâm the oldest in our class at school. Iâm quite tall so sometimes people think Iâm even older. People have told me Iâm pretty too, but thatâs not really something I like to go on about. Hopefully Iâll take after my mum though. She used to be a model, you know!
If you havenât met the others, Iâll give you a quick catch-up on them. Frankie and Kenny are the maddest ones of the club â and the loudest too, my mum says. Frankie is always having these wild ideas that we usually end up getting tangled up in somehow â and which end up going wrong most of the time. Lifeâs never boring when youâre with Frankie! Just so youâll recognise her, Frankieâs tall and quite skinny. Sheâs always wearing something a bit weird like silver nail varnish, or fluffy slippers, or â you know The sort of thing my mum would go bonkers about if I came home wearing!
Kenny â real name Laura McKenzie, although donât ever call her that or sheâll karate-chop you â is about as different from me as you can get, but I still like her (most of the timeâ¦). First of all, sheâs mad about sport â especially boring old Leicester City Football Club, which she just lurves â and sheâs always trying to get us to run about and get all hot and sweaty playing some stoo-pid game or other.
I donât mind netball or proper games like that (Iâm in the netball first team at school, if you didnât know) but some of Kennyâs games get really reeeeeally wild, with loads of wrestling around on the ground and getting covered in mud! So if she ever asks you if you want a game of McKenzie Football with her â I seriously advise you to say no, quick!
Second, sheâs got this real thing about blood and guts. Ugh!! Kenny can make me feel sick sometimes, talking about bodies and all the yucky things inside them. She wants to be a doctor so she can poke about with peopleâs intestines all day, she says. I just canât think of anything more gross though, getting your hands covered in bits of peopleâs bodies and⦠Yee-uck, pass me the bucket, per-lease!
Ooh, excuse me.
Just came over all funny. I hate the sight of blood and even thinking about it⦠Letâs change the subject.
Kennyâs a good friend though, because sheâs the type of person whoâll stick up for you in a flash if youâre ever getting picked on or anything. Like last week, she helped me out when I had a bit of a bust-up with the M&Ms. Oh â you might not know our big enemies at school, the M&Ms (also known as Emma Hughes and Emily Berryman â ugh! ugh! ugh!!!! VILE!) â but I bet thereâs people like them in your class at school. Theyâre always being mean and trying to play tricks on us â you know the sort. Pigs in school uniform, thatâs what Frankie calls them.
You see, last week they started teasing me about Ryan Scott, this boy in our class. I mean, I canât help it if he likes me, can I? But they just went on and on about it, thinking they were dead funny by saying stupid rhymes, like: âFelicity and Ryan, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!â and giggling whenever I said anything, or calling me âMrs Scottâ across the classroom, and â oh, you know the sort of thing.
Anyway, I was getting a bit sick of it but I was also feeling reeeeeeally embarrassed after a while â because Ryan could hear all of it too. It was awful!
But suddenly, I heard Kennyâs voice, loud and clear as always.
âOh, because itâs such a shame that no boys will ever fancy you two â Emma with that massive conk sticking out of her face, and Emily with her mouth like a catâs bum!â
Kennyâs voice is so loud that I think the whole classroom heard. There was this moment of silence â like everyone in the room gasping at once â and then we all just burst out laughing. I mean,