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Ricky's p.o.v

"GUY'S QUICK! COME LOOK!" Trevor shouted throughout the o2l house.

I ran into the livingroom, thinking a mass murderer was lying on our couch but apparently it was just trevor creepily staring at his phone.

"Whats with the yelling?" Connor asked.

"Look! She finally hit 1 million subscribers, her reaction is so cute!" He guy giggled.

"Who? And so what?" Kian asked.

"T.J, And she's going to play list with us," He fan boyed.

"T.J? I've never heard of her," Sam said.

"Tatum Johnson?" He shockingly gasped.

My face went from normal to as white as bleach, Tatum Johnson.

"What's her instagram?" I asked quickly.

"TateJohn," He mumbled, "I hope I get a chance with her," He dreamily whispered, causing the boys to cackle.

Mean while, I was searching her on instagram, when I finally found her I couldn't believe how much she changed.

A new Australian accent, Black hair, although last I saw her she did have black hair, she was happy?

But holy shit was she beautiful.

Tatum's p.o.v

"Tatum?" He asked for the 16th time.

"Yes?" I answered for the 16th time.

"You need to plan a birthday party, you are turning 16!" Miles groaned.

"Fine! I have it all planned, I was waiting to tell you that I need help with invitations," I sighed.

"Wait, am I invited?" He asked.

"Course', you are!"

"Alright, I'll look at twitter, you go figure out what you're going to wear tonight," He laughed.

"Okay, No dresses! I want no one wearing dresses that are floor length, I'll accidentally trip them, or they will trip themselves," I laughed walking into my room.

I opened the doors to my closet, choosing a simple skater skirt, a flower crop top and bow tie heels, i choose a simple 'ancient' pill necklace.

After all that, I straightened my hair, took a selfie & uploaded it to twitter.

@TatumJohnson: Ready for my party tonight! If you guys didn't get your invitation text me & I'll reply with the details!

Satisfied with my tweet I posted it and instantly got a few replys.

I noticed someone blowing up my twitter with the username, TrevorMoran?

I decided, since I was in a good mood I'd dm the poor fellow.

'Hallo! This may be last minute but you're invited! The party will be held at 6 flags, @ 6:00 pm til' whatever time you decide to leave, bring a few friends if you want!' I sent.

Signing, I walked into the living room seeing Myles' on the couch in a regular attire.

"Lovely," He smiled looking at me, "Go change your heels to shoes, theres going to be running."

I scoffed but went and changed into white vans.

Trevor's P.O.V

Us boys all sat around the livingroom, waiting for me to tell them what's happening and why I screamed.

"Tate Johnson has just invited me to her birthday party tonight, and I'm allowed to bring friends, who's coming?" I said passing around my phone.

"Alright," They shrugged.

"Go get dressed you pigs!" I said taking my phone and running to the shower.

This is going to be the best.

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