When you realise it

Birthday of the bitch

*meep meep meep meep***(alarm clock)
*groan** "wake up Nicki!" Dad yells down from the kitchen.
I run over to the calendar on the back of my door. Three days to go, until my sweet sixteenth. I run down stairs, grab a piece of toast put it in my mouth, grab my school bag, and run out the door, to see Louis in a brand new car. "Nice wheels" I call from a distance, closing the door behind me. "Thanks nic," he says opening the side door for me. "It's dads!"
I sit down in the front seat and smell the fresh smell of new car. Louis stares at me in hilarious awkwardness. "Umm ok," he says drawing his attention back to the road. He takes his foot off the breaks and turns out onto the road, and starts to drive. I turn on the radio, kesha comes on, Louis tries to turn it over, I slap his hand and point out the front window signalling him to keep driving. I giggle, and it turns into a laugh! We get to school and our mood drops...
We see Brittany, Lauren and Christina, handing out invitations in the school parking lot. Ugh, I hate this. My birthday is actually the same day as Brittany Jones's. She's like Regina George, only brown headed. She is really pretty and the people that don't know her on the inside, seem to be fridge magnets towards her... And she's the fridge. Brittany and I used to be best of friends. And it was me, her and Louis. I don't know what she has against me and Louis but I know she doesn't like me!