Make A Wish Hope

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*Hope's p.o.v*

*ring ring*

"who the heck" i looked over at the night stand, it was 7 AM. SHIT I WAS GOING TO BE LATE.

*ring ring* oh for god's sake. Still half a sleep, i answer the phone without even looking at my caller ID.

'' Hello?''

No reply

'' hello? who is this?'' 

No reply y

'' listen, if you don't reply this instance, i'm going to-''

''HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HOPE CRYSTAL MARIE, HAPPY-'' My annoying best friend; Ashley Kirby screeched

''okay i get it!"

'' sorry grouchy, who shoved what up your ass?''

'' sorry, definitely not a morning person, waking up by a blaring ringtone does not make it better either!"

''YOU WERE ASLEEP? YOU SHOULD BE READY BY NOW''

''Tell me about it'' i grumbled rolling out of bed.

'' get your ass out of bed im waiting outside"

''Outside? im not even ready yet!''

'' no shit sherlock I got your birthday outfit. Just get your phone and charger and leave out"

"Ash I really don't want to celebrate my birthday...it really doesn't feel right right now"

"Hope. I get it you've been through a lot and that kind of shit traumatizes you for life but I refuse to let you sit on your ass shying away from the world when you can own it. I know this is pushy but heck I don't care"

"Sis it's 7:15am where did you get the energy to even think of that lecture?"

"Excitement. Now hurry up before I start using the horn to beep happy birthday"

"NO. I'M COMING" I shout
Her loud voice must be contagious. After I roll out of bed I look out the window and really see her black beauty parked on my road. Oh how I would kill to drive such a car.

I all ready have most of my stuff in her house; things like a toothbrush spare clothes etc. I do as she says and grab my phone and dressing gown and hop out the house. I have no shame  when it comes to going to her house. Her family have seen me in many different outfits. They range from scrubs to glam dresses.

Ashley Kirby was rich. As rich as anyone could wish for. She had more money than anyone needed but hey, her family worked for it. If you can earn it you can have it as my dearest mother would say.

When I first met Ash I envied her and her lifestyle. I always yearned to live the way she did until I had a raw insight of her life. She had all the money but no happiness whereas others people had less to no money and a lot of happiness. Then comes me, no money, no happiness. But I'm not complaining.

Her family was almost as broken as mine whereas her parents treated her fair. The only problems were between her mother and father.

*BEEP BEEP* I could feel Ashley's frustration from inside the house, I do not want to imagine her wrath in the flesh.
"I'M COMING" I texted her. This girl was so impatient. It's only been 3 minutes.

I grabbed my stuff and school bag before rushing out the door. My dad wasn't home today. I have no idea why, don't ask me. Sometimes he just leaves, don't worry it's normal.

After locking the door and waddling to the car with my bunny sliders, I could all ready smell the coffee aroma emitting from her car. The only thing Ashley loves more than her car is coffee.

" finally what took you so long"
" I was thinking about all the new friends I need seeing as you won't leave me alone"
" hahaha you know no one can love you ad much as I can"
"Hmm true" I grumbled fully well knowing I lost that.
"SO what's the plan for today what are we doing" I knew Ash would try to make my birthday big and celebrate wholeheartedly, however I was well prepared. No matter how rich she was I wouldn't let her pay such big amounts for me. I have been saving since my last birthday and have saved a decent amount.

" hmm I was thinking, I'd go school, come home, order takeaway and binge watch all the Harry Potter series." Yes I am a great fan. ( frl )
" Bingewatch at home ON YOUR BIRTHDAY? No siree"

"Why I feel like I'm in heaven just thinking about it"
"Oh shut up"
We pulled up to her drive and was surrounded by the rest of her families cars. Next to her maserati was a red bugatti chiron and her father's Aston martin. Her father's car collection was in the other garage where he places them like a trophy. He has cars ranging from an audi TT to a lambourghini.

"Stop fantasising about the cars you only have 45 minutes before we have to go!" Ashley's voice broke my chain of thought

I stuck my tongue out before rushing to the door and pushing it open. I was greeted by her older Brother, Addison.

"MOOM THE BIRTHDAY GIRLS HERE" He shouted before tapping me on the head.

"Adi, you idiot you're not supposed to say that" Ashley smacks him on the back of his head whilst he stands there dumbfound.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HOPE CRYSTAL MARIEEE. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU" The kirby's sang harmoniously whilst walking to the door with the most beautiful cake on hand. To candles stuck out from the top with numbers 16. The entire scene was so heartwarming I didn't even feel the tear slip out.
"Make a wish hope" Ashley's little sister, Angel said

I blow out the candle after wishing for something. I 0bviously won't tell you that, otherwise it won't happen.

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A.N
heeyy. It's mee. I'm back from the dead. Only 3 months into my year and a lot of shit has taken place! IT'S A SHORT CHAPTER and really just boring but I should have another chapter published for Tommorow. hope Fully. See what I did there hehe. Okay sorry that was lame. Quarantines really getting to my last few brain cells. Please leave likes, follows and votes I'd you're enjoying this! AND LEAVE SOME ADVICE IF YOU CAN BECAUSE I REALLY NEED IT🙋
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See you tomorrow my loves❤

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**SIDE NOTE**

Plagiarism is a serious crime. the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own is highly disgusting and is not accepted. People take their time and efforts to write these stories that other people enjoy, everything in this story is from my own imagination. I give NO permission to take any line, paragraph, or snippet of this book without my permission x

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