∆Possession∆ |Jason McCann|

Chapter 70

×|Gabriella's P.O.V.|×

∆Possession∆

As a child I was in love with my birthday. The leading up to it where you would count down the days, secretly hint at what you wanted as a present and also secretly hint what you wanted at your birthday party and every year for me, I fortunately was graced with a huge birthday party that my parents insisted on throwing, not that I minded. Up until I was 14 of course, it just was me and my friends going out, I no longer needed my parents help in throwing parties. But every year, there was pink in the back yard, bouncy castles, balloons, party bags and of course the biggest and best cake possible. I was very spoilt as you could probably tell, my growing obsession for unicorns was made in to reality on my 10th birthday when my dad got me a white pony and stuck a sparkly pink cone on top of its head, me and my friends who were also 10, obviously lost our minds and believed it, each getting a turn on the 'unicorn' I think I fell in love that day.

As I am saying, as we grow older we really do change. When we are younger we crave nothing more then bouncy castles and your parents to throw you the best birthday party ever to inevitably have the coolest parents. But as we go older, we want nothing more but for our parents to lets us grow up and do our own thing. But for me, I no longer even had that choice, I had to celebrate my birthday without my parents, and that was what made the day sad.

However I strive to make it well as I know my parents would want that since they loved going all out for events, don't all Spanish people?

I sat down at my desk as the makeup artist came up behind me and started taking out her things. Yes, makeup artist, not only did the girls get me a makeup artist to do my makeup for the night, but also a personal clothing guide who would be coming in with dozens of clothes for me to try on and pick what I want to wear for the night.

I truly had the best friends ever.

"You have a really nice structure to your face, have you ever thought about modelling?" Victoria, the makeup artist asked me making me look up from my phone and at her through the mirror in almost shock "Me? A model?" I laughed at the idea.

"Seriously" She nodded her head whilst turning me around in the spinny chair to face her.

"I cant be a model, I can't do stuff... with my face" I told her making her laugh "You'll learn, but you would be incredible" She told me, "Well thank you" I replied smiling at the compliment.

I sat there for like an hour, spekaing to her whilst she did magic on my face as I would call it. Finally once we were finished I turned around and looked at myself, god was she good. She had used the contour so well, my highlighter was on point and my eyebrows were filled in in the best way possible, I think I needed to hire her on day to day basis.

"Alright, let's pick your outfit" Lexie who was the clothing stylist spoke up making me nod. I sat down in the chair again before turning around to face the large clothing rack she had in front of me.

"Just say yes or no" She directed me making me nod.

I watched as she pulled out the first dress, it was a navy blue strapless gown dress which fell all the way to the floor in an A line. "I don't really want a gown, but that is so cute" I told her and she nodded placing it on the bed.

We went through dozens of dresses and dozens of outfits before we stuck it down to 3. The girls sat on the bed whilst I tried them on in front of them before we decided on an outfit for the night.

We were actually going to the club, we had invited a lot of our college friends and made it strictly 18 and under and so the club was booked out, i felt really special actually. Even though I of course wouldn't be drinking, I didn't think you needed it for a good time. I first of all objected to even having it in a club but I knew how much thought and preparation had gone in to getting the whole club booked out and also my aunt had gratefully paid for the whole thing, I couldn't object.