(Schyler's pov)
I woke up.
"Happy birthday!" Tony yelled.
"Shut the fuck up!" I groaned.
"There is someone here for you." He said. I groaned and got out of bed. I walked downstairs and see my uncle in the living room.
"Well someone looks happy." My uncle laughs.
"It's to early for this shit!" I groaned.
"It's 10 in the morning. How is that early? Your dad wanted to release Dave's ashes at sunrise this morning, but he decided against that." Uncle Wayne said. I smell food.
"What's for breakfast?" I ask looking at Tony.
"Well walk into the kitchen and ask your boyfriend." Tony smirked.
"He's not my boyfriend." I groaned.
"Then why was he here last night?" He asked.
"Cause he came to check up on me after I left the party and he ended up crashing here."
"But he was in your bed this morning." Tony said with a smirk.
"I was crying in my room." I said.
"Sure you were."
"Tony, just shut the fuck up before I have to kill you on my birthday." I mumble.
"You wouldn't." He said.
"So when is dad planning on releasing papa's ashes?" I ask my uncle.
"In about 2 hours." He said.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH!" Jaime screamed as he burst through the door.
"Y'all are giving me a fucking headache!" I groan.
"Sorry." Jaime said.
"It's fine." I said. I walked into the kitchen and see Mike cooking. I walk up and wrap my arms around his waist and bury my face into his back.
"Morning birthday girl." He said turning around.
"Morning." I yawned.
"How does it feel to be 21?"
"Feels the same as 20." I said. He chuckled and lean down and kissed me. I kissed back.
"No PDA in my kitchen." Tony said.
"It was just a kiss. Hell we could have been fucking on the counters." I laugh.
"Oh my god! Images!" Tony groaned acting like he was dying. I started laughing.
"Babe, I'm gonna go get dressed. We leave in 2 hours." I said.
"Okay." Mike said. I walk out of the kitchen and the living room is filled with people.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone yelled.
"Ugh don't remind me." I groaned. I walked up stairs and got dressed. I chose to wear my Papa's old sons of anarchy shirt and torn skinny jeans. I walk back down stairs and everyone is still there.
"Hello." I heard a British voice say behind me. I turn around and see Oli.
"Hey! How are you?"
"I'm good. Austin called me yesterday and said that it was someone's birthday today so I flew out to see you." He said.
"Oli you didn't have to do that." I said. "But I was really sweet of you to do so."
"No problem. I'm not gonna miss out on a party." He laughed.
