my alarm goes off, playing the song birthday, by selena gomez. i roll over, smiling, and open my eyes. i let out a laugh and stretch, moaning a little. hell yeah baby, its my fucking birthday.
i get out of bed, with my eyes half closed, and make my way to the bathroom, humming, and stop in front of the mirror. i rub my face, stretching again. i finally look at myself and laugh. i'm a hot mess.
there's makeup streaked down my face, and my hair looks like there's no gravity, sticking up in every direction. i chuckle, quickly brushing my teeth, to destroy the dragon breath, then strip down, and hop in the shower. i wash myself, rinse off, then finish and get out, wrapping a towel around my wet body. i comb my wavy light brown hair, leaving it to air dry. walk out of the bathroom and grab my phone, turning on some music. dirty laundry by black bear starts blasting, and i loudly, and very off key, start singing. i walk to my closet, letting my towel drop, not giving a damn about the open window or who sees, and pull on a nude bra and thong. over that i pull on some dark wash skinnies, a black tshirt, that says "no bad days" and to complete the look, a dark green flannel around my waist. the doorbell rings as i close the closet door, so i grab my phone, backpack, and shoes, then head down stairs. i rush down, attempting to finger comb my hair, and fling open the door, hands full.
"what the fuck are you doing here?"
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Birthday Girl // e.d
Fanfictione.g.d story bella johnson turns 18 and her friends surprise her with a party. some people she doesn't expect show up and things get a little wild...
