~Chloe's POV~
Hi, let me introduce myself. I am Chloe Nichole Stromberg. Heard the last name before? Good, cause that's my little brothers' last name, Keaton and Welsey Stromberg. They were on X-Factor. Famous now, so I barley get to see them. Anyways, I'm 20 years of age. I was born on June 23th, 1990. So, yeah. I am a blond, green eyes. Some people even think I'm a tumblr girl. I mean, yeah, I think I'm pretty but not that pretty. I'm size 5 in jeans, so I don't think I'm that skinny either, I mean, I don't think I'm fat either.. Yanno, average. I'm 5'4. I also have the mouth of a sailor, it get's pretty bad most of the time. I have 4 tattoos, and 4 piercings. I have an anchor on my wrist that say's 'I refuse to sink'. I have two stars on my hips with two piercings on my hips. I have a dandelion on my right shoulder. My piercings are on my belly button, those two on my hips, and my ears. I am a Directioner, but not a die hard one. Yanno? Well, yeah.
"Baby bros!" I yell, pulling Wesley and Keaton into a hug.
"Okay, we get it. You're happy to see us." Keaton says pulling away from the hug.
"Don't I get a hug?" Drew says pouting. He's always had a crush on me, it's pretty cute, but he's too young for me, a year, but not the point. I don't go for younger guys, even if they're younger by a year.
"Of course." I say hugging him.
"So, Chloe," Drew says pulling me out of the hug, "I was thinking, maybe you could let me take you out on a date?"
"Sorry, love. I don't go out with younger guys." I state.
"Oh." he says frowning.
"I'm sure there is some other girl out there for you."
"Okay."
"So, why are y'all back so early? Not that I didn't miss you or anything, I'm just wondering."
"Well, it's your birthday tomorrow so we wanted to come back and see you." Wes said.
"Oh, I forgot my own birthday. Damn it."
"Language." Keaton says.
"You know I curse like a sailor so, fuck off. Please."
"Anyways, we're taking you out. It's formal, so wear something fancy."
"Alright, well you know where the rooms are, and the guest bedroom is already ready for you Drew. I'm going to bed now. Goodnight."
I get upstairs and walk into my bathroom. I remove my makeup and throw my hair up into a messy bun. I put on my black sweat pants and a white tank top. As soon I as lay down, I snuggle up with my pillow and fall right asleep.
~The next day~
"WAKE UP!" Keaton yells.
"Ugh. What time is it?" I question him, sitting up.
"7 in the morning, but you have a long day ahead of you." Drew says.
"Mother fuckers." I say laying back down, putting my pillow over my head.
"Pleaseee, we made you waffles with chocolate milk."
I sit up quickly. "Chocolate chip waffles?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.
"Yep." they say in unison.
"Ooooh." I say running down to the kitchen, digging right into my waffles.
~After breakfast~
"Alright, part 1 of your birthday. Here is 305 euros (400 hundred dollars) so go buy you something fancy for tonight." Wesley says handing me the money.
