Today is my birthday and my friends and I decided to throw a party. I have No idea who Is going to be there let what is going to happen, but it's my day. The ONE day a year that is all about ME!
The party will be starting around 5 pm giving me time with my family too. Everyone started showing up around 3 ,so I'm not too worried about getting around in time.
After 4:30 everyone started leaving. Since the party is in half an hour, I was getting ready, squeezing in time for goodbies.
I peeked at the clock and realized I still had 15 minutes. I spent about 5 standing in the mirror, finalizing my look. Adding accessories and such. As soon as I was done, I heard a honk from the driveway.
Zayda was here. I pulled on my converse, and a sweater giving my patents goodbye hugs and was out the door. Finally.
We spent the whole ride talking and listening to some band. It isn't really famous around the world, but it is at our school. The name is Sleeping With Sirens. It kind of fits considering all the members are a bunch of man-whores.
(A/N I don't really think that, niether does she. Just thought it would be interesting to add. Enjoy!)
Especially the lead Singer. He was always up some girl's ass. It's No wonder. He's like the hottest kid in school. Even the TEACHERS hit on him for Christ's sake. I just hope he won't be there.
I was thinking about all of this as zayda was rambling on about something. Probably Kellin related. She may be the must punk rock person at our school, but damn she can be girly when she wants to be.
When she pulled in the driveway, I noticed a van. With, of course, the logo for Sleeping With Sirens.
"Fuck!" I muttered under my breath. Zayda must have heard me because she turned and loomed at me.
"Something wrong?" She asked
"Yeah, them. Do They have to play? You know how much I hate them. It's my birthday and I wouldn't even want them playing at my funeral." I exclaimed, quite angrily I might add.
She reassured me that it would be OK and with that, we were on our way inside.
The party has only been going on for 30 minutes when I decide I'm hungry. I normally don't eat around a bunch of other people, but DAMNIT! I'M GETTIN A CUPCAKE!
I manage to find the snack table and see that there is only one chocolate one left. Perfect. I scramble over to the table, trying not to seem on too much of a hurry. As I reach over to pick it up, another hand collides with mine. Startled, I look up. Only to see a magnificent pair of hazel eyes staring down at me. Only one person I know who has those. Kellin.
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Crazy Love: A Kellin Quinn Fanfiction
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