The weeks flew past and Lily's birthday was on the horizon, her dad was throwing her a huge party, one to rival the twins it seemed. I had been roped in to help her plan it all, sitting on her bed writing endless invitations as she grumbled about her mother who wouldn't stop bothering her about decorations.
'What do I care what colour the streamers are?' Lily moaned for the umpteenth time, 'she could put puke green ones up for all I care!'
'She just wants it to be perfect Lil' I replied soothingly, shaking out the cramp in my hand before continuing to write the names of our school mates onto the printed cards.
'Bran' she said rolling her eyes, 'in the time we have been besties, have I ever, and I do mean ever, come across as the kind of girl who gives the slightest care about damn part
