a ripper and a blonde || m. greasley

six.

stephanie's point of view

we woke up on friday feeling more energized than ever. why? because it's our birthday! our sixteenth birthday. how crazy. to think sixteen years and some odd months ago our biological mother died tragically we were implanted into birth moms womb and now we're here annoying dad whenever we can. kind of heartwarming. i had to get dressed early and headed to therapy with emma. mandatory.

i wore a white tank top with a fitted black skirt and a plaid jacket as a good casual outfit before our party tonight.

at therapy with emma we chatted about what today was about. and how i felt. mainly about jo. like the first jo. bio mom jo.

"and i don't know, i feel guilty sometimes. i love mom obviously, she's done so much for me. but sometimes....i can't help but wonder what'd it'd be like to grow up with a mom and dad who were together and in love, with parents like josette and my dad." i said truthfully before my watch beeped. "oh shoot emma, i gotta meet josie and lizzie so we can talk to dad." i said grabbing my jacket. she let it slide since i was sixteen today.

i made my way back to our room as lizzie was seen giving josie a bear hug and then moved for me next. i held up my hand quickly. "down girl." i said caught off guard. she laughed slightly moving back to the bed at whatever she was doing. "you are surprisingly chipper today." i said confused as i sipped my smoothie.

lizzie shrugged. "why wouldn't i be? moms coming home, i had sex with raf, my pores are practically invisible..." she said quickly.

so quickly i almost spit my smoothie out at the rafael part. "excuse me?" i asked choking on the smoothie.

lizzie smiled. "you are excused dear steph. and yes. i had sex with raf. you know how mom always says that things work out in the end the way they're supposed to? she's right. i wouldn't have time to represent the witches now with a boyfriend, so you getting the consolation prize is perfect." she said as sorting through her jewelry.

i rolled my eyes. "it's not exactly something i had on my dream board."

"whatever. oh i need your help." she turning to us as she put some barrettes in her hair. "i'm going for meghan markle tasteful."

but whe was interrupted by someone bounding through our door. "woot! woot! happy birthday, witches." penelope said coming through the door with two cupcakes.

"oh look, it's satan in a crop top. come to burn my world down?" lizzie asked spitefully.

i rolled my eyes. as penelope approached me. "a peace offering. milton told me about the recipe so it wouldn't have a lot of dairy in it." she said handing me the strawberry cupcake as i wearily took a bite. but it was so good. damn penelope park. and then she proceeded handing one to jo. "sorry liz, i could only carry two. maybe your mom can bring you the other, oh wait, that's right your mom isn't coming. i forgot." she shrugged looking directly at lizzie.