Flower baths originated in Bali, where they were thought to have relaxing properties on those who stepped in. Well, I am in Bali now, in a spa. I stepped slowly into the bath which was filled with different coloured flower petals, and lay back with my eyes closed. It was heaven. I sniffed the air - the wonderful scent of flowers filled my nostrils as my eyes grew heavier and heavier. Little did I realise that the bath was big enough for about six people, which means soon, something will be about to happen that may spoil my bath, but will be inclusive too.
“You’re forgetting about me!” called a voice from the other side of the spa. It was Cleo. “Cleo?” I asked, “What are you doing here?” “Dad said I have to share that so-called spa experience with you, Sybs.” reminded Cleo. “Not after last time, you put on that face mask and you were possessed.” “This is different,” said Cleo, “I’m free from trouble now. Besides, we do share in everything together, right?” I nodded slowly at Cleo as she stepped into the bath. “Ooh - feels weird surrounded by flower petals floating in the water.” “It feels weird to me too. Do you have these back in Egypt?” “No, but we did have milk baths.” “Where on earth did you get the milk from?” I asked. “Goats, not cows.” said Cleo. “Yuck!” I grossed out.
Just then, I heard footsteps running towards the bath, and saw Luke racing towards me. He leapt high into the air and yelled “CANNONBALL!” “No, don’t!” Cleo and I both shouted, but Luke dived into the bath. Water and flower petals flew everywhere. I shrieked with laughter, and Luke began to splash me. I splashed him back, and soon we were both splashing each other. Cleo sighed in apprehension and said, “Alright, alright, you two, break it up.” “Hey! You’re not my mother! You’re of the wrong skin colour!” “That’s racist!” said Cleo. “Alright, no need to be offensive.” I said, “By the way, why do you want to join our spa ritual?” “Because Mum said so.” said Luke. I sighed. It wasn’t easy having a rambunctious werewolf boy in the spa with me. He dived in straight away and splashed other people. He had already scattered millions of flower petals everywhere!
I soon got used to it and I watched with heavy eyes as Luke lay on his back amongst the flowers. It seemed pretty relaxing having friends to share a unique moment with. Suddenly, I heard another cry of joy, and turned my head round to see Resus running towards the bath. He skidded on the wet floor and landed with a SPLASH in the bath. “Resus?!” we all cried as he emerged, coughing and spluttering. “My bottom hurts because of all that sliding about on the floor,” he said. “By the way, this flower bath is so relaxing. It can heal everything, especially vampire bottoms.” “Oh my god, is that all you ever talk about these days, Resus?” I asked. “Yeah,” said Resus. Then he laughed. “Only kidding! Not going to talk about my bottom anymore!” “Good,” said Cleo, “It’s gross.” “Yeah,” I sighed, and settled back in the bath, breathing in the fresh scent of flowers. Now Resus had calmed down, he was relaxing with us and wasn’t whining a lot like he used to. Resus was a wimp when it came to monster hunting, always whining and whimpering over spooks and ghosties. Now he’s safe in Bali, relaxing in the water of this spa with me and my siblings.
Suddenly, the door was flung open, and Bluey and Bingo ran in, squealing with delight. “Bluey? Bingo?!” I screeched. “Flower dive!” cried Bingo, and the two girls jumped in, splashing each other and squealing with laughter. You would’ve thought I could’ve gotten mad and ordered everyone to leave, but seeing how much they enjoyed themselves, I decided to join in and splash my friends too. “Couldn’t hurt to join in,” said Luke, and he splashed along with us. Resus and Cleo joined in too, and soon we were all splashing each other in the warm flower bath. Isn’t fun with friends just relaxing?