It was 11:59, only one more minute. I then hear people screaming happy birthday to me. Can't believe that I am finally sixteen. We all took a sip of sparkling grape juice to celebrate. I needed sleep I thought.
I woke up at ten that morning and began cooking sone chocolate chip pancakes. Once I was done cooking, I put three on my plate. As soon as I sat down I dug straight into the pancakes. I took the first bite and the chocolate was so gooey and delicious. The syrup dripped all over my shirt. Great.
I quickly ran upstairs and took a shower. When I got out, I did my hair in two french braids and allowed it to dry. I threw on some colorful leggings, a white shirt, of course my little tiara, and put some makeup on. I looked at the clock and some how it was already two. The party starts at six, I need to run to the store to get the snacks and drinks.
We arrived back at the house at 4:30. We hung up decorations, put black lights everywhere, put the food and drinks out, and I put face paint on.
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Desperate Love
NonfiksiThere he was sitting across from me at the lunch table. I wasn't sure if he was trying to flirt with me or not. Gosh why are guys so hard to understand? All i can think about is how cute he is.
