Not So Sweet Sixteen [Part Two] (Varying POVs)

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*Andy's POV*

"Well, I'm leaving for now so you can relax and do family things," Mackenzie chuckled. "but I'll be back around eight to pick you up. Can't end your birthday without some friend time, right?" she smirked at Libbie. "Bye, love you. See you in a few hours!!"

Libbie hugged her, kissed her, then walked her outside, where she waited with Mack until her mom came to get her. Afterwards, she came inside and helped Joe clean up the wrapping paper and any other messes that may have been made. After that, the two of them sat on the couch by me, Libbie in the middle of us, while Summer retreated to her rooms to go play with her toys.

"Thanks you guys," Libbie smiled, snuggling up into Joe's side. "Kinda a love/hate relationship with Mack at the moment, though," she chuckled.

"What do you mean? Did you two have a fight last night? You seemed fine tod-"

"Dad," she laughed. "No, we're fine. More than fine, actually," she winked. "I mean about the whole party thing. Caught me off guard."

"Hey, we helped plan it too. You can love/hate us as well," Joe winked.

"Already do," Libbie laughed. "Just kidding, I love you guys."

We shared a chuckle, then talked a little more, like how Libbie's night at Mackenzie's was, how the morning was, where she told us the story of being chased around the house, and more about the party. Libbie asked if we had any clue what Mack had planned for this evening, and honestly, Joe and I didn't have a clue, but we trusted her. I knew whatever it was, Libbie would have fun no matter what.

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*Libbie's POV*

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"Are you dressed and ready?" Mackenzie texted me around 7:45.

"What are we doing? What should I wear?" I replied.

"Anything's fine, really. Maybe something a little dressier if you want. Not too fancy though. Maybe just a cocktail dress or a nice shirt," she replied.

I threw my phone on my bed and ran to my closet, where I picked out my galaxy skater dress I'd been dying to wear ever since I got it as a gift from Pete and Patrick on Thanksgiving. I slipped my clothes off, put a fancier lace bra on - with matching panties, of course - then slipped my dress on. I twirled around, already in love with the dress that fit me perfectly. I kicked around a few pairs of shoes on the floor near my dresser, then decided on my combat boots. I couldn't be all dressy; I had to incorporate a little punk in there somehow. Once I got them on, I grabbed my small purse I had gotten from Spencer's, then threw my phone in it. I ran out of my room towards the living room, and right as I got there, the front door opened. Mackenzie walked inside and said I looked beautiful. I thanked her, kissed her, then waved goodbye to Joe and Andy, who also complimented me.

Mack told me to go wait outside for her. I shrugged, then said okay. I sat on the porch and waited for only a few minutes, then she walked out. I asked her what she was doing, and she said she was just giving Joe and Andy the run-down of what was going to happen tonight. I smiled, then we began walking. Mackenzie said it wasn't a far walk to where we were going, and of course she wouldn't tell me where this place was, even after I asked. It made me laugh, but I knew I could trust her.

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Less than ten minutes later, we arrived at a house I didn't recognize near the edge of town. I could hear music booming inside, and it made me smile a little. Mackenzie looked over at me and smiled, then took my hand and led me up the wooden stairs to the front door. She rang the doorbell, and soon, as the door opened, the music inside got louder, and I could see kids of all ages inside, red cups in hand, dancing, singing, yelling, and even getting a little freaky on the stairs. A girl a little taller than me, who also looked much older than me, stood in the doorway, a red cup in her hand as well. She smiled at Mack and I, acting as if she at least knew one of us, even though I swore I'd never seen her in my life. She motioned us inside, then closed the door behind us and disappeared back into the wave of people. 

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