𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 {Completed}

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𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒 "𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗" 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 | 𝟷𝟾
•𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔•

"I'm so happy you're finally throwing a party," Ivy said.

We walked out of the school building and towards her car.

"I know, everybody has been saying to throw a party so I think why not? Now, that I'm legally grown I am going to show my áss."

I hopped into the passenger seat while she went behind the wheel.

She turned on the radio and K Camp's Cut Her Off played through the speakers.

"Hey, mama Isobel," I greeted walking into their house.

"Happy Birthday Armani," she walked out of the kitchen with a gift bag and pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you!"

"Hey, mama"

"Hey, baby."

Ivy walked upstairs to her room while I went to sit on the couch so I could open up my gift.

I pulled out pajamas, a necklace, underwear, and a $100 gift card.

"Thank mama, I love everything," we hugged again and she walked back into the kitchen.

I put my things back in the bag and walked upstairs.

"Happy Birthday, Armani," India yelled, running to give me a hug.

India is Ivy's 13 year old sister. She's very innocent for her age and she's kind of like me anti - social as héll.

I'm only throwing this party because everyone asked me too.

"Thank you, Indy."

"You're Welcome, Have at your party I'll see you tomorrow."

"Alright, and relax for once you're too stressed for someone your age."

India is all about her books and tends to over due her studying. She's a perfectionist and an over thinker. Which is why she's been a straight A student since elementary.

She's going to be an amazing physiologist in the future.

"I walked into Ivy's room to see her already dressed to go to the mall.

"Finally, we don't have enough time so go on in the shower and I'll get your clothes okay," she pushed me in the bathroom and closed the door.

Rolling my eyes I went and started the shower.

"You're going to look so pretty for your party," Ivy said, fixing my skirt.

India and her had created me a birthday outfit. They're really good at creating clothes.

The theme of my party is the 90s to early 2000s. Ivy and I are dressing up as TLC.

We don't have a third member since India is not really old enough, plus she doesn't like going to parties or anything.

"Thank you, and you look beautiful yourself," I decided to pick a left eye look and she picked a T-boz look.

"Okay, let's go, we don't want to be late to your own party.

We walked downstairs and to her car.

My car had just broken down two days ago and we didn't have enough time to rent out a car.

Ivy's phone started ringing in the cup holder. Her boyfriend Judah's name and picture popped on the screen.

They've been dating for a couple months and honestly I'm happy for her. They're the perfect couple.

"Damn," I muttered when we pulled up to the venue. It was a line of people outside and cars were everywhere.

This is what happens when I let Ivy plan my parties.

"A lot more people came than I thought."

"You say," we got out of the car and everyone outside wished me a happy birthday.

The whole hood was out.

"You go socialize, I'm going to find Judah."

"Alright, I guess," I watched her walked off and my anxiety took off.

Let me get a drink.

Walking to the bar area I accidentally pumped into someone.

"I'm sorry," I noticed the drink he was holding spilled on his shirt.

"It's okay."

"No, it's not let me get you some napkins and another drink. Also, my name is Armani."

"Happy Birthday Armani and my name is Keith."

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Published: 03-08-21

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