FOUR BOYS, ONE GIRL AND 1 CRAZY HIGH SCHOOL YEAR
CHAPTER 41
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It was my birthday. That was the first thing that popped into my mind as I woke up that morning. 25-03-2015. I was eighteen. I sighed as I felt a sudden twinge of both happiness and sadness claw at my heart. I couldn't believe it, I was eighteen years and I couldn't spend it with my mother, my family... it hurt. Speaking of my family...
My eyes widened and I jumped out of bed, my pyjamas intact. If today was my birthday, there was a 99.9 percent chance my mom will want to visit me today. True to my word, I checked my phone and saw a few missed calls and texts.
The first one had been from Rachel; happy birthday u sexy bitch. Have a nice day! And dude, you're 1 8, live a little and shag ur roommate before its too late ;) love you x
I rolled my eyes but couldn't help the smile that spread across my lips. Rachel was crazy and the thought of her actually going to an all boys' school scared me... I knew for a fact she could sleep with every single one of the students. I scanned down the rest of my messages; from my brother, my dad, my cousins and a few other people who I didn't really know... before stopping at the text from my mom.
"Happy birthday Callie," I read aloud, cringing inwardly at the long message she'd left me. "I hope you have a great day. And as a mother, it's a blessing to see her little baby – whom she bore and raised reach the age of an adult. I may not say it everyday, but I really am proud of you bud..." I trailed off, skipping the rest of the message because of the length.
... And yeah, nana wanted to see you, so we're coming to Crestwood today. Have a great day sweetie :) love, mom.
Oh God... seriously? Why do moms have to be... moms? I groaned inwardly, flopping on my bed, my legs (and daffy duck slippers) dangling from the side, as I dialed my mom's number.
It rang twice before she picked up. "There's the birthday girl!" she cheered enthusiastically.
I smiled. "Hey mom,"
"Hi sweetie. I can't believe it, you're eighteen! You're matured, grown up. My little baby girl who was once afraid of seeing her period is now eighteen!"
I flushed with embarrassment, thankful that the room was empty. "Mom..."
"Sorry honey, I'm just really happy." She said, her voice cracking.
"Shit mum, don't cry."
"I can't help it if I'm happy love,"
"Yeah, thanks. Dad sent me message, is he back in Denver?" my dad worked in Washington and he was always busy.
"No, he did call to tell me to send his regards though. If I knew he was going to text..."
"Yeah it doesn't matter. I called to tell you that I won't be available for the visit today mom."
There was a short pause at the end of the line. "... Why?"
"Rach, the girls and I are going out. We'll be out all night." I bit my lip, praying that she'd believe me.
"Then we'll just come early! We haven't seen you in months Cal, its your birthday, we have to see you!"
"Come on mom, I'm eighteen. It's natural that I'd want to go clubbing on the night of my birthday."
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