It was Friday. Friday, June 3rd. My birthday was Saturday, June 4th. I was going to be sixteen. That seemed unreal. Just plain crazy. I had told my parents that I don't want a huge party. I told them I just want my best friend Jenna to come over, and a few other friends to come over. I walked down stairs to get some breakfast. I got the toaster out and but a waffle in it. I was Waiting. "So, are you having a huge party tomorrow?" Sammie asked while chewing a piece of toast. "Sammie, I already told you. I'm only have a few friends over." I said in a kinda annoyed voice. "By a few, do you mean 2? 6? 3? 5?" Before she could keep guessing I told her four. "Oh. Uh have fun um I guess." She said. "What?" I said without waiting just for a second she said "well you're going to be 16. That's a big deal. You should have at least 15 people over." She said loud and proud. "Whatever, Sammie." I said. "See ya at school." She said.
Right as I walked into school, Jenna ran over to me all excited. "OMG YAY you're going to be sixteen!!!" She said in an excited voice. Before I could respond, she asked, "how many people are going to be at your party???" She asked. "Four.." I said. "I have to go to class Jen, I'll talk to you later." As I was walking down the hall going to class, I was thinking, why does everyone care so much about this stupid party? It's my birthday, I should be able to do what I want. I know they want me to have a good birthday, but it's getting annoying. Really annoying..
School was finally over. I walked into my house, and before I put anything down, Sydney said "omg Meg! You're going to be 16 when you wake up!" In my head I was thinking, yeah I know, I'm not that stupid. But I just said, "yeah I know, crazy."
