“When is he going to get here?” I half-yelled at my mom one mildly warm summer day. “
“Any minute now, any minute,” she replied. I was getting impatient, but I knew I had to wait for Elias, (my best friend) to get to my house for our epic sleepover fun party house awesomeness. DING-DONG! CRASH!
“Oi! Elias!” I shouted. “Next time, DON’T OPEN THE GATE SO LOUD!
“Sorry.” Elias grinned.
“Eh. I’ll let it slide this time.” “Come on! I want to show you something!” “Wait. Bye!” Elias called to his mom, who was checking her watch like she was already late for whatever-she-does.
We ran into my mom’s room. I really wanted to show Elias my iPad. It had so many cool games! “Ohhh,” Elias said as I pulled it out. He quickly became attached to Bad Piggies, one of my better games.
“Bomb the bird!” He shouted.
“Come on!” I yelled. “Let’s play Dodge Stuffy!” “Fine.” Five minutes later, I FINALLY peeled him away. I mostly dodged. “Whoa!” I shouted as a GIANT stuffed owl of mine hurtled past my left ear. “Watch the glasses!” “Oops.” Elias said; and he threw The Very Hungry Caterpillar at my face. I dodged it easily.
I started throwing at him, too. We played until a HUGE beanie baby eye nearly hit him in his eye. Anyway, let’s build a fort! I said to him. We raced to my room. I lost. We pulled out a big clear plastic tub filled with plastic sticks and balls with holes in them. We dumped it out in the living room.
All of a sudden it was 11:45 pm and Elias had to leave.