Found

August 20th

     Hi guys. So this is my first story that I'm writing. Please don't be too harsh. I do accept constructive criticism. I'll also try to post more parts soon. Okay, enjoy. :)

     Reagan woke up to her family's face in her room.

     "HAPPY BIRTHDAY REAGAN!" They screamed. There were some faces she easily could identify, her mom's tan face and long dark brown hair, her dad's cream-colored face and his thick black hair (and a very handsome smile), and then Asher. Asher's her little brother, he was the tannest out of all of them, and with his wet hair, she could tell he just got out of swim practice. Others were just neighbors and family friends.

     Asher gave her a goofy smile, the type of smile she sees once every blue moon. "Good afternoon, star shine. The earth says, 'Hello'."

     "You guys, it's," Reagan looked at her clock, "It's already...noon. Wow okay. Good afternoon." She said rolling her eyes at Asher. He seriously didn't just quote Charlie And The Chocolate Factory.

     "Good afternoon, Sleeping Beauty," her dad said with his wide smile.

     "Did you forget that it's a very special day?" Her mother asked.

     "Mom, it's Saturday. The only 'special' today holds, is going to sleep at 3 in the morning and waking up late." Reagan replied to her mom, smiling sweetly at her.

     "My goodness, Reagan. Today is the day that a very beautiful human being walked on this earth."

     "Misha Collins?" Reagan asked. She had a major obsession with Supernatural and Misha was her favorite actor in the show. He's so awkward, she thought, but he's adorable.

     Her mom rolled her eyes at her, "No, Rea. It's your birthday silly!"

     "Oh yeah. I forgot," she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, "but it's also Misha's birthday."

     "Okay, you can talk about Supernatural later. For now you have to get ready, Sarah is waiting for you downstairs."

     Reagan pulled herself out of bed and hugged everyone saying "Thank you," to those who showed up to wish her a happy birthday. As soon as they left, she began to get ready.

     "What should I wear?" Reagan thought out loud. There was steam following her from out of her bathroom.

     After a while of debating on outfits, she settled on a strapless light pink floral dress, and light brown sandals. She didn't need to do her make-up, with her flawless olive skin, long wavy dark brown hair, her hazel eyes, and unblemished face, you could say she was almost perfect. Reagan loved who she was and wouldn't change that for the world.

     She looked in her mirror and stared at her reflection, she smiled.

     Even her smile was perfect, her dad was an orthodontist after all, and would stop at nothing to having a lovely daughter.

     She glanced at the mirror one last time and smiled her award winning smile, not realizing that her life would soon change, drastically.