party prt1

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Mariam

since my birthday is coming up, daddy said I could throw a party.

I invited all my friends, which included

Sabrina

Katrina

chassity

Mariana

Elizabeth

Jimmy

Eric

Michael

Taylor

Edward

Sam

Trevor

I texted them, and they texted all of their friends, and so on. so I told Miranda that there'll be at least 1000 or more people.

I got daddy's card, and bought speakers, a dj, a giant ass cake, and the fee for having one direction play at your party.

the cost was a little over 1.5 mill.

I knew daddy would be mad, but I was at the stage where I didn't give a fuck. if daddy didn't want to pay attention, I'd get it from friends, and boys, and Miranda, I knew at least she loved me. I wasn't sure if daddy loved me anymore.

I sent the charge to his pda so he could approve it. I'm pretty sure he'd get some assistant to do it for him.

(getting ready)

I carefully stepped out of the shower, because hopping out of the shower would be stupid. I walked up to the counter, wiped the make up and sweat off my face and put on my concealer, then foundation, then eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara, eye brow pencil. for my cheeks, I chose a natural brown blush. for my lips, I chose a dark red lipstick. so all in all I had a dark look with my Smokey eyes and dark lipstick.

I walked to my closet in my towel, and chose black lace underwear, and a matching bra. I put on my dark blood dress, which reached mid thigh and was tight and low cut. I put on my black stilettos, and my blue chem bracelet which my mother gave me along with its matching necklace. it looked like the heart of the ocean form titanic. to insure I don't look like a slut, I put on an old varsity jacket daddy gave me from his youth, and a pair of Michael Jackson gloves. for my hair, I'd decided to die my hair blonde, and pit blood red streakes in it, and a diamond encrusted headband. I looked in the full length mirror, and I looked perfect.

I heard the boys of one direction sound checking. I figured I might as well say hi, and and see what they're playing.

I walked down the spiral staircase, and saw him, he was perfect.

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(A/N- hhhiiiii, I'm to huge of a directionor to decide which boy she likes, so comment which boy you think she should date, bbbbyyyyyyeeeee my little cupcakes, cute as a button, every single one of ya.)

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