I knocked on Eric's front door. His mum opened it.
"Hello Lucy. Come in and sit down" she said. I thanked her and smiled.
"Eric!" I shouted up the stairs. "You have exactly forty seven seconds to get down here!" he appeared at the top of the stairs and slid down the banister. "Don't do that" Louise said sternly. Eric ignored her.
"Wear your hair down" he said, pulling the bobble out.
"Eric! I spent ages doing that!" I exclaimed, shaking out my thick ginger hair.
"Well it was in vain. Your hair looks better when it's down"
"Ugh. Come on, we need to meet the others in ten minutes" I said. Eric grinned.
"Don't forget to pick Delilah up when she finishes school" Louise told him as we started to leave.
"Don't worry Louise. I'll remind him" I grinned. Eric nudged me and then grinned.
"I wont forget. Is she doing athletics club today?"
"Yes. So pick her up at four. And please don't be late like you were last time"
"I wont! It was just that one time"
"I know, I know. Off you go. You don't want to be late seeing your friends"
"Luceeeeeee!" Izz ran up to me and hugged me.
"Hi Isobel" I smiled. Sophie put on a you've-been-naughty mother look, folded her arms and tapped her foot. "Yes?"
"You, young lady, are exactly forty seven seconds late" she pursed her lips.
"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry ma'am. It won't happen again ma'am"
"Yeah, and besides, I was the one who wasted forty seven seconds taking her hair down" Eric put in. I put on an I'm-so-innocent expression and Sophie couldn't keep a straight face.. She grinned and hugged us both.
"He's in that shop there" Izz pointed to a sweet shop "getting deciders" at that point, Matt came out of the shop with a packet of Fruit Pastels and two small pots of Toxic Waste.
"Hey" he said to me and Eric.
"Right! Members of S.M.I.L.E! Gather!"
"Sophie, do you have the register?"
"Right here" she answered, taking a small notepad out of her pocket. "OK. Announce names, Sophie"
"Right, Lucy, take the stage"
"OK. Line up! Single file! Letter,pose, picture!"
"S" Sophie jumped and put out her arms.
"M" Matthew went and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I" Izz jumped in and out her hand on her hip.
"L" I jumped next to her, did the same and put my arm in the air.
"E" Eric stood next to me, fluffed up my hair and made an imaginary gun with his hands.
"Smile!" we all yelled and Izz snapped a picture of us with the old fashioned camera we used. Sophie then stuck the picture in her notepad. This was the process we went through every time we met up, ever since we were twelve years old. With different poses every time.. It never failed in getting us a few glances that said 'back away slowly'.