Chapter Nine
Eliza walked into her Art classroom; she took as one of her options and now had to do the coursework, which wasn't too bad, as she loved the subject. And drawing flowers was quite enjoyable.
Anna smiled, shacking her blonde head, "So how far did you get organising for Marta the thing," Anna although wasn't that close to the two girls she was usually friendly and hung around not only when she needed to so her homework.
"Don't start on that one, my lovely stepsister has volunteered to be one of the guests and wants me to invite our Fred as well. And I've had enough problems getting that recipe for the cake and ordering balloons, apparently they haven't got that much in the store. What are you giving Marta? I haven't decided on that yet either."
"Chill, honey, her birthday isn't for another two weeks," said Art, who you can guess why chose art.
"Are you free to help then," she asked Art, at the moment when Fred Darcy came in.
"Oh now you want help, who said that she can perfectly manage on her own." He said pretending to be upset.
"Please Art, you are really strong and well considerate."
"Ok you persuaded me, what do I have to do?"
"Blow up a thousand balloons."
"No way!"
"You agreed, I mean I won't be able to blow them up on my own and Anne wouldn't be of a much help."
"I guess I can get a few boys I know to blow up some, when are you getting them?"
"On the day."
Anne sighed, "then I guess we'll need as much help as we could get, Fred you for example, if Eliza promised you an invitation to this girl's birthday party, will you blow them up."
"I … don't know, I mean not that I know the girl or anything."
"Don't worry you are getting an invitation anyway," said Eliza.
"Oh now you are nice to him; doesn't happen often." Said Art.
"And like pigs don't fly," said Eliza smiling at Fred.
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