Really?, chapter 15

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I was sleeping peacefully after what all had happened that morning when all of a sudden people screaming "Happy Birthday!" woke me up. I nearly jumped out of bed. There was My dad, my mom, Amber, Micky, Tre, Mike, Joey, Jakob, and Frankito all standing around me.

"What the he....ck," I said remembering what my dad told me about my language.

"Today is your birthday party!!" Amber screamed as she jumped up and down.

"Okay..Well...Where's the party?" I said jumping out of bed running when I tripped and rolled down the stairs. Finally I stopped rolling and everyone including myself was laughing, except for my mom.

She ran down stairs to see if I was alright,

"I am fine mom. It was fun!" I said jumping up to my feet.

I turned the corner to see the most best birthday present ever! It was....It was...a mini motorcycle, I have always wanted one of those! I ran towards and sat on the seat. My dad walked up to me.

"Actually this is mine," He told me.

I looked at him and he laughed.

"No, I am kidding it is yours..." He was interupted by my mom.

"On one condition," she told me, "Your dad, Tre, or Mike is with you at ALL times,"

"Okay..." I said. I walked into the kitchen and saw a birthday cake that had "happy Birthday Brittany" on it. I ran my finger through the icing to taste it when my mom screamed, "What do you think you are doing?!"

"Taste testing it," I told her, "Here you want to try some?"

I took a chunk of my birthday cake and smashed it in my mom's face. Amber screamed, "CAKE FIGHT!"

Everyone soon joined into the cake fight. Everybody was covered with chocolate cake and white icing. Frankito was licking it off of him.

"Now this is a birthday party," I told everyone.

"Yeah, I hope you enjoy it. I know yesterday you weren't to happy with your birthday, but we all tried to make it up to you. All of us. This year has been a screa for you. I know. You find out you are adopted, then you have to leave your friends, last your father leaves and come back to life and I hope you remember this year as long as you can," My dad told me, "I love you, Brittany. You will always be my baby girl,"
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