*Kasey p.o.v*
A bitch woke up happy as fuck. IT'S MY MOTHERFUCKING BIRTHDAY!!! A BITCH IS NOW 16!!! Chris came in with a small pink box. He sat on the bed by me.
"Happy Birthday Kasey!" He screamed. I sat up.
"Thank you." I said taking the box. I opened it and seen a gold necklace with my name engraved on it. It came with diamond earrings. It was gorgeous.
"I wanted to get you something you ain't have. It was hard because you got a lot of shit" I hugged him. It was true. I do got a lot of shit. I don't even ask for it.
"Thank you. It's beautiful" I said.
"I know. Cost a lot too" He said as he pulled away.
"Was that really called for?" I asked
"Yeah. You got school, after you get home, you gotta get ready for your birthday party."
"Okay. Is everybody going to be there? If they not then what's the point of my plan?"
"They coming. It took a while to convince them but they coming"
"Okay. Get out so I can get ready."
"Bossy ass." He mumbled. He left. I wasn't about to show out. Something simple but cute. Hmmm. Oh, I got it. I put on a White long sleeve crop top that says 'Bow Down Bitch! I'm The B-Day Girl!' in blue, White cut up jeans, and my sports blues. I put on the necklace and earrings Chris gave me. Some lip gloss. Put my hair in a neat bun. I really don't like to have it out, so I mostly do buns. It's hard to straighten out my hair. Put a white bandana on my head. Put on some of Nicki's perfume and walked out my room. I walked downstairs and Chris was on his phone.
"Um...Can we go now?" I asked. He looked up.
"1)We not leaving until you change yo clothes 2)When the hell did you get yo belly pierced? 3)Why yo shirt say bitches?" He said all in one breath.
"1)Yes we are because school bouta start 2)I been got my belly pierced, you just ain't notice 3)I bought this shirt when we went to the mall" I said.
"Fine. If any nigga look at you the wrong way imma kill him"
"Mhmm. Let's go" I walked to his car and stood in front of the drivers door.
"Fuck you doing? Get in the passenger seat" Chris said walking up to me.
"Can I drive? Please." He's been teaching me how to drive. Cops ain't around so we good. He sighed and through me the keys.
"Don't scratch my shit." He said as he got in the passenger seat and I got in the drivers seat and started driving. When we got to my school, everybody started surrounding the car. Fuck!
"Is this what you mean, when you say people always bothering you?" Chris asked.
"Yes! Ugh. Lemme go. Bye Da- I mean Chris" I quickly got out the car and pushed my way past the crowd of people surrounding the car. When I made it too my locker I took that time to think. Did I almost call him dad? I was ripped out of my thoughts by someone hugging me from behind. I turned around and seen Trevor.
" Hey. I haven't seen my girlfriend in like 2 weeks" He said. I started blushing.
" Girlfriend?" I asked.
"Do you not wanna be my girlfriend?" He asked.
"Let's keep it like this. I like being yours" He picked me up. His arms were still around my waist but my feet was not touching the floor.
"Well I got something to say to you"
"And what's that?"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" He screamed. People was looking at us but soon kept walking. I started laughing.
