My hearts on lock down.

"I don't see why you put up with them. Its not like they actually care its your birthday."

"Hey, thats my parents your talking bout. And besides its a step up from where we used to be. They are actually trying this time.

"Have they said happy birthday to you at all, Libby?"

"Not, Dylan, they haven't."

"Thought so... Now look don't let what they affect you. Your amazing. I gotta run feisty got out again."

Chuckling I respond. "Okay, its a good thing you named your dog feisty and not something else."

"You very much right. But I gotta gooo- FEISTY GET BACK HERE. Bye libs FEISTYYY"

"Boi, dyl."

That girl humors me.

Looking into the mirror I fix my elegant black form fitting dress. While sliding on my lace up black pumps, I remove my carmel hair from its braids. I watch as it ripples down my back in crimpy waves. Fixing my make up around my eyes to make sure its not smudge or anything. My step-mother would not so nicely point that out for me. Such a rude women.

I miss mom.

I quickly blink away the tears forming in my eyes. I look into the mirror once again but this time I imagine mom standing behind me telling me I look stunning. We could honestly be twin from the back. Or front. Her face just showing a little more age than mine does. Then again I am 17, my face won't show much age.

I put on her locket. One side has a picture of her dad during their wedding and the other side has a picture of all three of us when I was just born.

I haven't noticed Im smiling until Melissa walks in the room looking me up and down. Very ungratefully I might add.

"It will have to do.... Hurry up. We are leaving."

"Yes, king."

"A kings a man, honey. I knew you weren't very smart but I didn't think it was this bad." She smirked at me.

You evil witch.

"Step-mother dearest. I know the difference. Its just with you its hard to tell if there is one."

"Its a good thing, your boyfriend left you. He deserves better."

That was a low blow even for her. The bad part is... She knew it was too.

"I told you the reason we broke up when I explained it to dad. He dumped me. End of story."

I shove my shoulder into hers while running down the steps. My mind accidentally wondering over Brad. No one knew the actually reason why. And Ill do whatever it takes to make sure know one does. Cause once you find out what happened. You have knocked my guard down. And Ill never let anyone in again. I learned that lesson the hard way.