Today is a very special day, the 31st of November . No, wait a minute. It's the 30th, omo silly me. I'm currently lying on my unbelievably comfortable bed (princes of the peas would be jealous hihi). This is the day where I finally turn 18. The big one eight. This is great for multiple reasons. I can finally drive without my parents, could take out a lone, adopt small people and most importantly I became legal ;). Now I can finally be with my oppar. You're probably wondering who my husband to be is, but I'll let you know a little bit later. Where was I? Oh yeah, I'm in bed and it's time to get up. I leave bed and stretch my beautiful long legs. Then I go to the bathroom and get ready. I only put on mascara, a bit of concealer and my favourite lip gloss. I am not like those other fake girls who wear layers of make up. After putting on my amazing out fit I brush my silky, long and luscious brown hair.
I love my amazing outfit, but something is missing. If I want to impress my oppar I need to step it up. I know exactly what will get his blood flow going. A cute and quirky choker. Although my favourite necklace would be someone's hands.
After my getting dressed I go downstairs and am greeted by my stinky younger brother. Ugh I swear he never listens to me. I bought him the BEST perfume in the world but he never wears it, so ungrateful.
Anyways my birthday will not be spent with agonising over my family. My parents prepared a very good meal and bid me goodbye. On my way to school I felt different. Is this what it feels like to be independent and free? As I sit in the local train I have butterflies in my stomach. Now real life begins.
at school:
When I arrived at school I am heart brocken. My wonderful oppar is not here to pick me up from the train station. So I have to go to school alone, not very royal. As I go into the classroom I am scared because it's dark. I really need my OPPAR to protect me. Suddenly someone covers my eyes and leads me into the dimly lit room. Then I hear something...
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"One, two, three: Happy birthday, bitch I got a gift for you, it's my dick
Ayy, happy birthday, bitch I got a gift for you, it's my dick (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
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