Molly's POV
Today is my birthday. I am 23 years old and I am freaking out. My morning was usual breakfast with some friends. But I had no work today because its my birthday and Bentley gave me the day off. I was very sweet. My girls and I went shopping and got some nice things. It was a usual day.
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Bentley was picking me up at 9:30 to take me out. He said wear something nice. So I picked out a tight short black dress. I wore tall black heels. Curled my blonde hair with a ton of makeup he said his treat so I brought no clutch. I was excited. At 9:29 Bentley rang the doorbell. He complimented my dress and we left to go to his car.
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We got to the club. He got out and ran around to my side to open the door and help me out. What a gentleman.
''Thanks'' I say when he helps me out.
We walk into the club and the lights are off. Quickly someone flicked the lights on and all my friends jumped out from behind tables. ''Surprise'' the all yell at the top of there lungs.
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General FictionMolly just needs a little inspiration, will she find a guy to go with it. What does she really want to do with her life?
