Hard To Get
Birthday Girl
*BUZZ* *BUZZ*
whoa what? I'm pretty sure I'm still asleep but this is all I can hear. I lift my head up and let out a tired and confused groan, I look around but can barely see as my bed hair is covering my face. I rub my eyes and wake up a bit. *BUZZ* *BUZZ*. 'What the fuck man'. When I eventually woke up enough to realise what day it was I realised it was my phone buzzing. 15th April. My birthday. I searched around for my phone, I toss and turn so much that I can never find the bloody thing. Ahhhh here it is right down the bottom of the bed, how even? I unlocked my phone, oh jeeze. I had several texts calls and notifications. All birthday wishes I'm guessing. My head really hurts like someone is squeezing my brain like you do when wringing water from wet clothes. Today is the day I'm eventually 18.
'THATS WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL'. Ahhh fuck sake guess that's my sister awake then. 'Turn that shit off sarah!' I yell while banging my wall. Don't know why my sister loves all that shit, I mean it's cheesy little kids pop music? I've never been that interested in one direction, all I know is they came off that show the X factor or something. Big deal. My sister acts as if they are 5 gods, her room is a shrine sad really but she can get away with it as she is 12.
I head down the stairs of our London town-house, swear to fuck these stairs get longer every day. 'Happy Birthday to my big 18 year old girl'. Oh jeeze bleughhhhhhh can't deal with all this cheesy stuff. It's my birthday it happens once a year, big deal. Everyone calls me Scrooge when it comes to my birthday or Christmas, but they all really know the real reason. I look up to the mantelpiece, a large photograph of our family. The last photo we had of us all together, me mum sarah and dad. My dad passed away last year, he had a heart attack. He was the most important person in my life. After his death I shut everyone out, my family, friends & I couldn't even look at any boys. I was broken, and I couldn't be fixed. I sit down at our large dining room table, my mum came through, followed by our housekeeper both carrying a range of different sized boxes, bags and a key!? As much as I don't bother about birthdays, I can't deny I LOVE presents. Who doesn't? I downed a glass of fresh OJ and had a buttered croissant before I turned to my presents. I smiled at my mum, she was such a strong woman! She took care of the house, our family and even dads business. She is an inspiration. I started to open my presents. Wow I am a very spoiled girl. As much as I act like I don't care about anything, I have to be the girliest girl ever! A few designer hand bags, louboutons, clothes from my favourite shop jack wills, lots of designer dresses. A beautiful Chanel diamanté watch with matching ring and earrings. And lastly the key.. I looked at it confused then looked to my mum, 'follow me jodi' she said. So I followed her out through the kitchen, the porch to our garage. I walked inside and parked was my brand new white range rover. Wow. By far the best birthday ever.
After breakfast I had plans to go pick up my best friend in the world Ella, we are going to the salon to have a pamper day. We had to look perfect because we were heading out tonight. My first night out in London. I couldn't wait.
*BEEP* *BEEP*
I was waiting outside Ella's, couldn't wait for her to see my brand new car. We had both always wanted one, but I was the only one who could drive. We went to the salon and spent the day there, who would have thought it would be such fun spending 6 hours in a salon. Well it's not just any salon, we get champagne on ice, strawberries and canapés. It was my idea of heaven! 8.30pm and that was us ready, tan, nails, lashes, makeup, hair! Louboutins and a sheri hill mini, We looked perfect. We were ready to hit the town hard!!
whoa what? I'm pretty sure I'm still asleep but this is all I can hear. I lift my head up and let out a tired and confused groan, I look around but can barely see as my bed hair is covering my face. I rub my eyes and wake up a bit. *BUZZ* *BUZZ*. 'What the fuck man'. When I eventually woke up enough to realise what day it was I realised it was my phone buzzing. 15th April. My birthday. I searched around for my phone, I toss and turn so much that I can never find the bloody thing. Ahhhh here it is right down the bottom of the bed, how even? I unlocked my phone, oh jeeze. I had several texts calls and notifications. All birthday wishes I'm guessing. My head really hurts like someone is squeezing my brain like you do when wringing water from wet clothes. Today is the day I'm eventually 18.
'THATS WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL'. Ahhh fuck sake guess that's my sister awake then. 'Turn that shit off sarah!' I yell while banging my wall. Don't know why my sister loves all that shit, I mean it's cheesy little kids pop music? I've never been that interested in one direction, all I know is they came off that show the X factor or something. Big deal. My sister acts as if they are 5 gods, her room is a shrine sad really but she can get away with it as she is 12.
I head down the stairs of our London town-house, swear to fuck these stairs get longer every day. 'Happy Birthday to my big 18 year old girl'. Oh jeeze bleughhhhhhh can't deal with all this cheesy stuff. It's my birthday it happens once a year, big deal. Everyone calls me Scrooge when it comes to my birthday or Christmas, but they all really know the real reason. I look up to the mantelpiece, a large photograph of our family. The last photo we had of us all together, me mum sarah and dad. My dad passed away last year, he had a heart attack. He was the most important person in my life. After his death I shut everyone out, my family, friends & I couldn't even look at any boys. I was broken, and I couldn't be fixed. I sit down at our large dining room table, my mum came through, followed by our housekeeper both carrying a range of different sized boxes, bags and a key!? As much as I don't bother about birthdays, I can't deny I LOVE presents. Who doesn't? I downed a glass of fresh OJ and had a buttered croissant before I turned to my presents. I smiled at my mum, she was such a strong woman! She took care of the house, our family and even dads business. She is an inspiration. I started to open my presents. Wow I am a very spoiled girl. As much as I act like I don't care about anything, I have to be the girliest girl ever! A few designer hand bags, louboutons, clothes from my favourite shop jack wills, lots of designer dresses. A beautiful Chanel diamanté watch with matching ring and earrings. And lastly the key.. I looked at it confused then looked to my mum, 'follow me jodi' she said. So I followed her out through the kitchen, the porch to our garage. I walked inside and parked was my brand new white range rover. Wow. By far the best birthday ever.
After breakfast I had plans to go pick up my best friend in the world Ella, we are going to the salon to have a pamper day. We had to look perfect because we were heading out tonight. My first night out in London. I couldn't wait.
*BEEP* *BEEP*
I was waiting outside Ella's, couldn't wait for her to see my brand new car. We had both always wanted one, but I was the only one who could drive. We went to the salon and spent the day there, who would have thought it would be such fun spending 6 hours in a salon. Well it's not just any salon, we get champagne on ice, strawberries and canapés. It was my idea of heaven! 8.30pm and that was us ready, tan, nails, lashes, makeup, hair! Louboutins and a sheri hill mini, We looked perfect. We were ready to hit the town hard!!
3/21/13