"I can't believe I'm twenty one!" You exclaimed.
"I know! Weren't you just eighteen?" Karen asked.
As you sat in the chair, Karen Faye fixed your makeup for your private birthday party.
"You can officially drink now! How does that feel?" She asked, applying your blush.
"I'm probably not going to have much tonight. I might just try it since it's legal. I don't want to be much of a drinker. Besides, I might get drunk after one drink since I'm not immune to it," you laughed.
Karen laughed loudly.
"That's possible! Luckily, you'll have a lot of us there to catch you if you pass out."
It was your turn to laugh.
"Okay, lovely. You're all finished! Twenty one is gonna be a fun age!"
"I know! I'm very excited!"
"So what's the theme for the party?" Karen asked, brushing your dress off.
"I have no idea. Michael planned it. He knows what I like, though."
"Y/N?" A voice called and knocked on the door.
"Go on! I'll clean up," Karen said.
You opened the door and Michael stepped in.
"Hello, love," you greeted and kissed him.
"You look beautiful," he complimented.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Are you ready?"
"Yep. Are you?"
"Uh huh. I can't wait for you to see it."
"I have no idea what you planned, but I trust you."
"You're coming aren't you, Karen?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a second," she replied.
You both nodded and headed downstairs.
"I'm so excited," you beamed.
"You should be. I know you're gonna love it."
"Okay," Karen said, skipping down the stairs.
"Are we all ready?" Bill asked.
You all nodded.
"Alright, let's head."
For most of the car ride, you didn't recognize anything. You all talked and laughed about anything that came to mind. Suddenly, Bill took Disneyland Drive exit and you yelled.
"Michael!" You shouted and pointed to the sign.
He laughed and nodded his head.
"Oh my Jesus Christmas!" You screamed excitedly.
Everyone laughed at your sudden outburst. Your inner child was about to come out of the dark.
