He was hot; standing at about 6'3, lean, wide strong shoulders, definitely had a eight pack, and biceps that flexed with his every movement. His beautiful blue eyes made every girl faint with one look. One of his eyebrows pierced with a black ring a...
The Christmas Eve bonfire was pretty intense. As far as I know, everyone got drunk and ate a shitload of s'mores. I didn't drink that much, which was the best part, because I got to video tape everyone else being drunk. In summary, Candy and Lane were making out the whole time, David and Dalton were telling spooky stories which scared NaTasha and Riley and Jeremiah seemed to be so fascinated with fire that he almost put his hand in there. Being the goodfriend that I am, I helped everyone to bed before the passed out on the beach.
The next morning was peaceful, because everyone else was still sleep and would definitely have a hangover. I brewed up some coffee, laid out some aspirins and muffins for them before going outside. I sat at the shore, letting the cold water wash over my feet and stared at the sun rising. Suddenly my phones vibrated from my shorts pocket, I already knew who it was
"Good Morning dad", I greeted with a smile and he smiled back- (videocallthingy)
"Good Morning Birthday girl!", he replied and I chuckled "sorry to hear about the jet not being able to make it, but I hope you have a amazing birthday!"
"Thank you dad", I smiled and Carrie waved from the background "Hi Carrie! How's the visit to your parents?"
"Ummmm", she spoke lowly and made a yikesface "it was okay"
"It was a disaster", my dad corrected and I pouted
"I think it went well", she shrugged
"They invited your ex over for dinner and completely ignored me!", dad sighed and my eyes widened- wow"and your father hates me"
"Okay, they're people that warm up to others very slowly", she mentioned and I nodded "well, happy birthday Symphony, I hope you enjoy it"
"Thank you Carrie and Merry Christmas", I replied and waved
"Merry Christmas!". I hung up and shivered a little, feeling the morning breeze.
"Pretty cold out here to be wearing shorts", a voice spoke and I smiled to myself
"Surprised to see you awake with no hangover", I replied look back at him and stared, he had no shirt on- praisethelawd
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"I can handle my drinks and I didn't have that much either", he smirked placing a knitted cloth around my shoulder and sat down next to me
"Thanks", I mumbled looking down in my lap
"I knew you're birthday was on a day of this week, but I never would've guessed it would be on Christmas", he commented looking ahead at the sun beaming from the horizon
"Why don't I seem like the type to be born on Christmas?", I asked placing my phone over my head as if it were a halo and he chuckled
"You do, but it just surprised me", he stated keeping that handsome smile "speaking of which, Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas"
