Chapter Thirty Two

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LIV'S POV

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" My mom came in my room, yelling while carrying two plates of waffles.

Everyone groaned as we opened our eyes. "Mom, this is really nice of you, but don't you think we could have slept a little longer?" Matt said in his sleepy voice.

"Well, I figured you would want to go to Dodger Stadium plenty early and... here's waffles." She handed both boys a plate of 3 stacked waffles. They were topped with sprinkles, chocolate syrup, regular syrup, whipped cream, ice cream, and candles.

My mom must have caught my longing stare at the food. "There's more in the kitchen." She smiled and walked out of the room.

I crawled out of bed and went into the other room. The boys and Harper followed me. We all sat down and proceeded to eat without saying anything.

"Thanks, mom." The boys finished about the same time and I still had a whole waffle left. They stayed seated though.

"You're so welcome. I can't believe my little boys are 15!" She started to tear up and the three of us rolled our eyes. Harper just laughed.

I finished my waffles and Harper finished shortly after me. "Happy birthday, baby brothers!" I enveloped them in a hug and laid a sloppy kiss on each of their cheeks.

We all just laughed. "So what does one wear to a baseball game?" Harper didn't go to many sporting events considering she had an all-girl family, and didn't care for them much.

Wyatt jumped right on this. "Dodgers' colors are white and blue, but they have a little orange on their uniforms. Since we're in LA, we wanna root for the. Rays's colors, who they're playing against today, are white, navy blue, light blue, and gold so try to stay away from those colors." He spoke really fast, but raised his eyebrows when he was done as if he was open for questions.

"Oh-kaay... I'll try." Harper gave me a look and I giggled.

"Maybe we could just buy a shirt since we'll be there early." I patted her on the back, jokingly.

"Sounds good to me." She shook her head and flipped her hair, walking out of the room.

It was 11:00, which I have to admit is early for me, but the game was at 3:00 and my parents wanted to be there between 12:30 and 1:00 which is a little ridiculous. I hopped in the shower while Harper laid on the bed, still waking up. As soon as I was done, she went in.

I decided to let my hair go natural today and it's partially because I didn't have much time to do it. (http://pinterest.com/pin/313985405241641358/) I went into the closet and just stood there, thinking about what I could wear. I sighed.

I pulled out my black sequin shorts and a white tank top. I grabbed a blue cardigan and put everything on. I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw, but I didn't know if it was the right blue. I went into the boys' area and asked what they thought. "Is this okay?" I really didn't care what they thought, but I didn't want them getting mad at me for wearing the wrong color. They are such girls when it comes to sports, which is really ironic.

"No. Wrong blue." Matt had hardly looked away from the TV.

I groaned. "Then come help me find the right blue." I stormed into my room and took out every blue top that I had.

I heard Matt slowly stomping into my room. He rolled his eyes and walked over to the bed. It took him less than 10 seconds to point to a sweatshirt and walk away. I took off the sweater and put on the hoodie. (http://wanelo.com/whitneywallerius/collections/a-long-time-coming)

Harper had just gotten out of the bathroom with her hair all done up. (http://pinterest.com/pin/313985405241641326/) 

"Wow." I gestured at her hair. She always had gorgeous hair. I can't do hair worth crap.

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