You and Z hated each other with a passion although you never really understood why.
You grew up together because your parents were best friends, but you despised each other. You guys spent every holiday together.
The worst part is you guys share a birthday. You were turning Eighteen, and z was turning Twenty on Friday. It was like a love-hate relationship, except there was no love.
You know you're going to be the outcast this year since Z was basically old enough to do what every adult could.
This is why You chose college across the country and not fifteen minutes away.
Friday rolls around and you lay on your bed with your head in your knees.
You sigh in frustration as you hear your mom and her best friend come to your room.
"Happy Birthday!" They start dancing and clapping, "you're an adult, how do you feel?"
"In the eyes of law, I am an adult. We all know you guys are going to still treat me like a child unlike Z."
You roll your eyes and Hannah (your mom's friend), bites her tongue. "You guys raised us together but still treat me like I'm five and Z can do whatever she wants."
"Honey, that isn't true. Z is just older than you, and more mature." You laugh and throw your hair in a ponytail.
"Bullshit. Since we were old enough to go to school, Z has been able to do everything she has wanted, when she wanted. You guys NEVER had a problem with it. I have to sit and drown in my own boredom because you guys REFUSE to even let me go to the FAIR.
I'm going out and doing what I want to do today, and neither one of you will be stop me and tell me I am not allowed too. I am eighteen years old. Goodbye!" You grab your car keys and speed-walk out towards the car before you see Z pulling up with her friends.
Z walks up to your car and leans against it with you copying your moves. "Is there how you're spending Our birthday?
All depressed. It makes me not want to be around you." She laughs softly. You hit her stomach lightly, "If I make you that depressed, get away from me. By the way, i'm going out to do what I want on my birthday. So go spend it with the people who worship the literal ground you walk on."
You get in your car and start it before playing the music.
Z gets in the car and starts talking, "Come on y/n" you know our parents would kill me if I let you go driving by yourself."
You sigh, "Fine, you can come. But you're going to sit there, shut the fuck up, and let me do what I want to. Do you understand?"
She gives you puppy dog eyes, "Absolutely not. You are not playing music Z. No." You stare at her, and she continuously gives you puppy dog eyes while you start driving.
"Okay fine. One song AND one song only." She nods, "Okay, I understand."
The day ends and you get home as the sun is going down. Z didn't let you spend a dime on anything you wanted. Instead, she bought you everything that you looked at.
She took you to Sephora, Vans, HOTTOPIC, American eagle, and Build-A-Bear. You didn't understand why she was being so nice, but you decided that you were going to take advantage of it. "Z, my feet hurt, will you take everything inside for me? Put it by my door and DO NOT go into my room."
You grab your keys and walk into the kitchen.
"Why can't I go in there? Do you have a photo-collage of me in there that you don't want me to see cus you're a creep?"
You laugh, "In your dreams. I have a bunch of shit I don't want you to ruin, because I made you a Happy Birthday gift."
"Buying you all of this shit was enough for me to tell you Happy birthday and I love you."
What did she just say?
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