Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

Sweet 16!

March 1st, Saturday
Johnny's POV:
I'm awoken at 8:30 in the morning by my Mom and Papa.

"¡Mi hijo favorito está despierto! Feliz cumpleaños, preciosa!" My dad kisses my head.

"Gracias, buenos días." I yawn.

My Mom stands there crying until she hugs me, "You're getting so grande, ya no necesitarás a tu, Mami."

"Of course, todavía necesitaré a mi mamá." I squeeze her.

They then file out, so I can get ready for my day.
I pick out my outfit in excitement. I feel pretty, I'm gonna wear pastels and neons. No darks, little white, no black. Colors.

I have a pair of low-rise, light blue jorts I painted flowers on last spring. I pair them with the bright red thong from VS. Yes, I tuck my penis to wear it. I wear flair long sleeves that are neon-rainbow striped. I layer a short sleeved, pale yellow crop-top that waves around the edges and is open enough to lightly fall off the sides of my shoulders. I wear gold jewelry and wear earrings that look like the sparkling emoji (✨). I mismatch my socks that wave at the top and wear the wedges in my closet.

I want to be extra today. I want to be super-mega extra. I'm so pretty. I get out my makeup that I rarely use and never wear out and I decide that today. I will paint my face. I mean my eyelashes look great why wouldn't I do anything to the rest of it? I start in the inner corner of my eye with red and do a neon rainbow out. I go over the top of my eyelid with pastel rainbow going in the same direction. On the outside of it all I place rhinestones under my bottom eyelashes and on the outside of my eyes almost like eyeliner. When I'm finished I do a small amount of highlighter and some lipgloss.
I'm gorgeous.

Moving onto my hair. I love my natural curls. They're pretty. But today I straighten my hair. I bend it in slightly, my bangs being a lot longer than I realized. Ok this is it I look amazing.

I go downstairs, my parents oooing at me and Cannon hating.

"We get it, you're gay." He rolls his eyes.

"Hey, it's not my fault your balls are little." I pay his shoulder.

Mom takes a bite of food to try to and hide her smile and her laugh.

"Me sorprende que aún no hayas buscado tus regalos." My Papa mentions.

"¿Querías que buscara los regalos?" I raise an eyebrow.

"I dunno?" He shrugs before taking out a pair of keys and twirling them on his finger. They fly off straight at me and I catch them.

"Papa, you guys got me a Tesla?!" My eyes go wide in shock.

"Ve a mirar." Mom smiles.

I finish eating quickly before heading out the front door.

"Wow..." I admire it. It's a white Tesla model X. It looks so fancy. I walk up to it pressing the handle so I can open the door.

"Oh no, hijo let me show you how it's done." He takes the key, and clicks a button with a door on it and a number two.

The doors to the backseat slowly rise vertically, "oh my gosh!" I cheer.

"Oh my gosh." Cannon folds his arms.

Dad closes those and presses a different button to open the driver seat and passengers seat door.