The Story of Us
*1 year later*
“Happy Sixteenth Birthday!” Everyone yelled as I stepped into my living room. I could feel a grin form on my face.
The past year had gone by in flash. Freshmen year ended, and sophomore year was already more than half way done. Me and Max’s relationship was still strong, and Caleb had dated a few girls here and there.
I went around, thanking everyone for coming to celebrate my birthday with me. But really it was just Max, Caleb, The Saunders, My Parents, and Sky.
We all headed over to my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden. As we all chomped down on our food, my parents told embarrassing stories that have a happened over the sixteen years of my life. Usually I would beg them to stop, but in this moment I couldn’t be happier.
Soon we were back at my house, and I was staring at my delicious double decker chocolate cake, lit with sixteen pink candles. Everyone sang happy birthday to me, in their most ridicules voices ever. “Make a wish.” My mom smiled, patting me on the back.
I sat there for a second just thinking. And in my head I said “I just want a good 16th year.” And with one blow, I blew out all the candles.
“So what did you wish for?” Caleb asked from across the table, stuffing cake in his mouth. “If I told you it wouldn’t come true.” I told him, sending him a wink.
“Presents time!” My mom said, clapping her hands, and gathering everyone around me.
First was a card from Mr. and Mrs. Saunders, holding a one hundred dollar check inside. “Oh my gosh you guys didn’t have to!” I exclaimed giving each one of them a hug.
“You like another daughter to us.” Mrs. Saunders replied smiling.
Next was another card from my parents with and “I Owe You” inside. I looked at them confused.
“We know you can’t get you license’s until august, but when you do, we’ll buy you any car you want.” My father said. “But within a certain price range.” My mother quickly added.
I jumped up into my parents arms, and gave them a huge hug. “Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!” I cheered.
When I sat back down, Sky slid a monster inc. bag across the table. I slowly put my hand into the bag, pulling out a picture frame. Inside of it was a collage of pictures of me and Sky over are years of our friendship. “The words “Best Friends” were scripted on the bottom.
“Aw Sky.” I said my smile wide. “Don’t get all emotional one me.” Sky laughed, holding her arms up in surrender.
Max handed me a little brown box with a box on top. He kissed me on the cheek and then whispered in my ear “I think you’re going to like it.”
I snapped open the box and immediately plastered a fake smile in my face. Inside the box was a gold charm bracelet. It was rusted and it looked like he bought it from a garage sell. I told make a million time I hate gold jewelry.
“Thanks.” I murmured kissing him, and slipping the bracelet on my wrist.
“It’s nothing compared to a gold charm bracelet, but I think you’ll like it too.” Caleb smiled, handing me a long black velvet box. Nestled in the box was a silver locket. Opening the locket, there were two pictures. One was of me and Sky and the other was of me and Caleb.
“I love it.” I whispered to Caleb, as I gave him a huge bear hug. I then turned, allowing him to put it on around my neck.
Later, The Saunders all went back over to their house, my parents retired into their room, and me and Max chilled in my room, watching the hunger games.
“You’ve made me watch that over 100 times.” Max laughed as the movie showed the credits. “It’s a good movie.” I replied smiling at him. “What do you want to do now?” I added.
“I have an idea.” He muttered under his breath. Max grabbed my face, bringing his lips to mine. He roughly pushed me against the bed, putting his body on top of mine.
I felt his hand tug at the bottom of my shirt. Then he slowly tried to pull it up my body. I sprung up, almost slamming my head against his.
“What are you doing?” I questioned him, my chest heaving for air.
“I want to make your birthday special.” He smiled, pulling something out of his back pocket. Instantly I realized it was a condom. I felt my heart pound in my chest.
Max tried to push me back against the bed, but I sprung away from him. “Max I can’t.” I whispered not able to look at him.
“Why not?” he said. I could hear the anger rising in his voice. “Do you not want to show you love me?” He added bitterly.
“Max you know I care about you. But I’m only sixteen! I’m not ready!” I exclaimed.
Max got off the bed, grabbing his Jacket off my desk.
“We’re done then Amanda.” Max seethed heading for my bedroom door. “Wh-What?” I screeched feeling tears form in my eyes. “We are done. Over. Obviously you don’t love me. I don’t need to waste my time one you.” With that he walked out of my room, slamming the door behind him.
“Fine!” I screamed. I jammed my feet into a pair of flip flops. I ran down the stairs, and down to my beach back yard, feeling my make up smear down my face.
I walked up to the shore line, yanking the hideous charm bracelet of my wrist, and tossing it into the Gulf of Mexico.
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