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seven

[Running Low]
Chapter seven;

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Jayde, Happy Birthday to you!!" I hear Cam and Cameron begin to sing while I finish my makeup.
"Thank you guys but–" I begin but quickly realize there was a cake and presents. "Cammy this is your birthday too!" I finish and kiss his cheek leaving a red lip mark. He takes the back of his hand and wipes it away while smiling.
"I know, trust me," he laughs. He grabs one of the bags off of my bed and hands to me.
"I said no gifts!" I whine and he chuckles at me. I sit it down and go to my wardrobe where I hid his.
"And I said no gifts too!" Cameron mocks me.
"Mhm okay, we all know you love them," I add and I hear Cam laugh.
"You guys are ridiculous," she says shaking her head. I walk over to him and place it down, I walk over to mine and open his.
"Holy shit, how?" I ask super surprised. I stare memorized at the diamond in crested watch in front of me.
"My job pays well, and you know, I have to spoil my lil sis sometimes," he smiles widely as he opens his arms wide for me to go into.
"Thank you so much, I love it!"   I let go and he bends down to grab the presents from the bag.
"Jayde, you didn't!" He says amazed.
"Hm Yes I did!" I say happily.
He stares down at the two concert tickets to his favorite singer, Drake, and a personalized signed record of his favorite album by him.
"I love you so much," he says.
"You guys kill me," I hear Cam laughing, "You guys are literally the complete opposite of most siblings!" Cameron and I look at each other and begin to laugh.
"Open mine now!" Cam says clapping her hands. I nod my head and take the bag from her hands. I remove the tissue paper and smile widely.
"No you didn't!" I say speechless. My eyes wide while looking at the new Mac makeup line.
"Thank you so much!" I add as I hug her tight.

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"Ooo what's got you so dressed?" I hear from a deep voice as I walk into History. I look down at my navy blue fit and flare top paired with my black skinny jeans and my black and gold booties. My hair loosely curled and my makeup kinda dramatic.
"It's my birthday," I laugh.
"Oh gosh. Happy birthday!" Shawn says with a smile, "how old?"
"The big 19," I reply and he raises his eyebrow.
"You are getting old Ms. Brooks," he teases.
"You're the same age duh," I remark and we both laugh as we find our ways to our seats.

•••

While I grab my bag to leave, I feel a tug at my arm. I turn around and see Shawn.
"May I help you?" I ask.
"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out for a bit?" He said as he scratched the back of his neck, nervously.
"Uh, sure. Do you mind if I borrow a hoodie? Not really feeling the whole 'nice top is comfy' feel," I tell him and he chuckles.
"Of course," he smiles and we head out of history. We make our way towards the guys dorm hall, with me aside Shawn as he takes me to his dorm.
"Here we are," He presents laughing. I smirk and turn to him.
"You live alone?"
"Actually yes," he answers.
"Huh."

He opens his dorm room and we enter. And to my surprise it's actually clean and neat. The complete opposite of what I was imagining. Not that all boys are messy freaks, just that some can be a little messier than others.
"Nice place," I comment as he heads over to his wardrobe, and what I'm assuming that he is grabbing a hoodie for me.
"Yeah, I guess so. Gets lonely after a while. Here," he says while handing me a hoodie. I nod my head as a thank you and head to his bathroom to change into it. I come out with it on, place my top in my bag and turn to find that Shawn is on his bed looking through his phone. I run and jump onto it and he puts his hand up to his chest.
"Did lil Shawn get scared?" I mock as I stick my bottom lip out.
"No..."
"Hmm sure," I roll my eyes and lay my back against the wall.

"What's your dream?" He asks after a while of silence.
"My dream?" I ask back.
"Yeah, what do you want to do in the future?"
"I really haven't thought of that exactly," I confess.
"You look like someone who would major in fashion or something," he shrugs.
"Well my friend, you didn't describe me but you did describe my roommate," I tell him.
"Roommate?"
"Yeah, she's my age and loves fashion too much," I roll my eyes as I laugh a bit. I hear him chuckle lightly.

The rest of the day was spent messing around and getting real deep... or that's what I thought.

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