Shyla's POV
"Hair,check. Makeup, check. Gorgeous dress,check. Making sure me and my girls look H O T.." i look us up and down "oh yess check and mate"
"hell yea we do" says Aieva bumping me out of the way of the mirror.
"shay shay calm down,eveything is going exactly as planned" layla says straightning out the invisible creases in her dress.
"its 7, your guess should be here already" krissa said looking at the time on her phone.
"yea ris i bet they are the party started at 6" i said rolling my eyes
"whos idea was it to arive an hour late again?"
"hey i said fashionably late" krissa defended
"well short stuff ,even though i do look sexy as hell,were still late" Aieva said towering over Krissa with 6 inch heals
"let me hear you say that with your heals off" Krissa stepped up on her tipy toes trying to get in her face
"um Aieva dont you mean 'We' look sexy as hell?" layla asked with an annoyed look on her face
Aieva gave a look around assessing us and said "Meh, just me"
layla gave an angry gasp and krissa was two seconds away from climbing the leaning tower of Aieva.
i huffed annoyed "oh quit it guys were already late lets go"
walking down the hall stopping at the back door where my party was being held in the back yard, i took a deep breath.
looking back i checked to see if the girls were behind me,
Aieva with a smug look,Krissa shooting daggers at Aievas back and Layla with a matching scowl;
Yup everything was normal.
"Aiev you ordered the cake right? and its already been delivered right?" i ask trying to make sure everything was perfect.
Aieva smirks and shares a look with krissa who blushes...okay weird..
"yea everythings set" aieva says smiling
"good" i smile back
Time to make my entrance.
I open the door to a wonderland that used to be my backyard.
Theres people every where, some see me and send a kind smile while others hoot 'Happy Birthday ' or 'cool party'. The Dj's playing Party and Bs by rita ora, and everybodys either dancing and from the looks of it having a good time. I let out a relieved breath. Dads standing with mom at the refreshment table.Dont worry she didnt make anything but the kool aid. I couldnt have my guest getting food poisoning.
Next to the table was a 6 ft 5 tall cake with 5 huge wide layers designed in zebra and pink to match the rest of my decor.
"wow Aiev you really went all out, great job on the cake i love it."
i said smiling at Aieva
she smiled back mischieviously
"oh you will" she said and then walked on stage and grabbed the mic.
"hey everyone im Aieva the Birthday girls Fabulous,gorgeous,sexy,SINGLE" she paused and got a few wolf whistles"sister/Bestfriend, Today were not here for me though, i know cry later, but for my sis shyla, so can i get every body on the count of three to give her a Big Happy Birthday Yell !" everyone began counting "one" "two" "Happy Bithday Shyla" the crowd roard.
The top of my cake exploded and an old Man in a thong,that kind of favored the perv off of family guy,popped up with a radio playing 'Its raining men' and slid down the side of my cake wiping icin down his wrinkled flaby stomach,in i presume what he thought was a sexy way, and yelled "Happy Birthday sexy Lady"
the radio he held in his hand soon switched to Rhianna Birthday Cake
He pointed to me shaking his hips in a circular motion and sang "she want this cake cake cake cake and its not even my birthday"
he licked his lips and started moon walking towards me.
The crowd that was once stunned into silence was now roaring with laughter and me.. disgust cause of the old man *shudders* and Blood Lust! For who u may ask? Aieva !
The old man that looked like he escaped from a nursing home was now standing in front of me snapping his thong string against him whispering in a very sick husky way "come and get this cake baby!"
"Thats right Paul"Aieva calls out to Gramps over here,throwing one dollar bills at him"shake what you mama gave ya!"
Thats it im.going.to.kill.her!
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Her Heart, His tears,Their Love (Under construction)
RomanceHe slid his hand to the small of my back as my grip on his shoulders tightend. My back arched on its own from the tingles he was creating by rubbing small circles with the pad of his thumb. I swear if he kept this up there would be small holes where...
