Birthday Girl // e.d

chapter 5

☆ethan's point of view☆

i get home from football practice, smelling like i haven't showered in weeks, and covered in sweat. gray and i walk inside, dropping our stuff by the door, then walk into the kitchen.

"shit, coach went really hard today." i groan, opening the fridge, and grabbing out the milk, taking a drink from the gallon.

"bro! that's nasty, stop it." he comes up and jabs me in the side, causing me to spit milk all over his thighs.

"oh gosh." i laugh. "sorry dude."

"you spit milky milk all over my thighs!" he yells, causing us both to laugh. i look up and see the clock.

"bro, what time does that party start?" i ask.

"uhhh six, why?"

"shit dude, we need to shower. we only have half an hour."

i put the milk away then run up the stairs and into my room, closing the door behind me. i attempt to take off my tight football pants quickly, but end up falling on my face. i groan slightly, rip them off, then take my shirt off and hop in the shower. i finish, getting out, and wrapping the towel around my waist. i quickly comb my hair, then walk out to get dressed. i pull on my boxers, then a pair of ripped black jeans over. next i throw on a white tshirt and a matching white sweatshirt. i slip on white socks, then my white slip on vans. i look in the mirror one last time.

"let's do this thing."

♡bella's point of view♡

i wake up at about 5:30, with no clue what time i fell asleep in the first place. shit, i have to get ready really fast. i get out of bed, stretching, and pick up my phone, and putting on the song Stronger by Kanye West, then head into my bathroom. i turn on my curling iron, singing along, then once it's warmed up, start to lightly curl my hair. i'm almost done when theres a knock on my door.

"come in." i call out.

aspen comes im, sweaty and grinning like a child on christmas. "hey bug, whatcha doing?"

"maddie is throwing me a party for my birthday so i'm getting ready. where were you this afternoon?" i ask, finishing my hair, turning off the curler and setting it down. i take out my makeup and start with foundation.

"i went to the gym for like 3 hours, trying to clear my head about what to do for college." he answers, leaning against the door frame, watching me.

i nod. "andddd?"

he grins again. "i did it. i went online and changed it. i'm now enrolled in a physical therapy course."

i squeal and drop my brush, jumping in his arms, and tightly hugging him. "i'm so happy for you!"

he laughs. "thanks sis, i wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for you. okay, getp down."

i get down and smile at him, turning back towards the mirror. "get outta here, i have to get dressed soon."

"okay, have fun. try to not get so drunk, okay?" he asks, walking out and closing the door.

"no promises!" i call, so he can hear.

i finish up my make up, going with nude eye shadows and a soft pink lipstick. i walk to my closet, dancing a little bit, and pulling out the pink dress (see pic above). i grin, and pull on the soft material. i put on some nude heels, and look at myself in the mirror.

damn, my butt looks so good in this dress. ryder is going to love this.

i turn away from the mirror, grabbing my phone and turning off the music, and putting it in a small black purse. i look in the mirror one last time. i smile at myself.

"let's do this thing."