TWENTY SEVEN

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"Happy Birthday, bitch!" Rya exclaimed as I hopped into her car that morning. She was playing Stevie Wonder's 'Happy Birthday' song at the top volume and I laughed like a fool as I close the door.

"Here! Open my present!" she squealed excitedly and shoved her a glittery bag into my lap before I could even speak. I laughed and looked at the pretty card with a cartoon puppy wearing a birthday hat on. Inside the card was a gift card to Victoria's Secret too. In the bag, after I rummaged through all the light pink tissue paper, I found a box of Chanel lipsticks and then a book.

"Emma by Jane Austen." She then said. "It's super limited edition and extremely hard to find but isn't the cover so pretty! Totally an aesthetic."

Rya always went all out for my birthday. Sometimes too all out and I couldn't help but feel so grateful. I was unbelievably lucky to have a best friend like that.

"I love you!" I wrapped my arms around her and gave her the tightest hug ever. "Thank you!"

She laughed and hugged me back. "All in a day's work of making sure your best friend has the best birthday ever."

I pulled back and smiled like crazy. "I was thinking we could go shopping after school. Only for an hour because I don't have to be at my parents till five for dinner."

"Sounds like a plan." She winked before driving off to school. Today was going to be a good day. I could feel it.

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Sitting in English class, I waited for the clock to tick till the last second. Mr Wright was yapping on about poetic devices and I could already see some kids in the class falling asleep.

I rested my chin on my palm and crossed my legs under the desk. Today had been a good day. There was no drama, no gossip, people smiled and wished me a happy birthday as I walked down the halls, I had cards slid into my locker. Everyone knew when Sienna Callum's birthday was, and everyone used it as a day to get on my good side. Luckily for me, I didn't mind it so much. It sounded stupid, but I felt like some kind of princess.

Gossip of some negative kind swirls around me constantly. People always give me envious looks. However, today it was all full of joy. It'd been a long time since that and I couldn't help but wish for it to be like everyday. Alas, being the popular girl meant you had enemies whether you liked it or not I knew the bitchiness would holding off today to go full throttle tomorrow like it always did. However, I didn't want to think about that today.

"And so, the use of imagery on stanza 3 line 2 highlights that the poet desires to –" the bell cut Mr Wright off and within seconds students threw everything into their bags and rushed like a herd of animals out of the classroom as if the floor was lava. I was just at the door when Mr Wright called my name.

"Sienna! Can I talk to you for a second?" it was the end of the day and Rya was already waiting for me by her car.

"Sorry, Mr Wright. I've gotta go!" I smiled politely before rushing out. He called after me, but I didn't care.

Just as I was about to get to the main doors, I saw Roman standing by his locker, reading a textbook. He probably was staying after school to study or something considering tutoring wasn't happening today.

"Hey!" I announced. He jumped back a little and looked at me walking over. It was safe to say I was in a happy mood.

"Sienna." He fumbled with the textbook and quickly shoved it into his locker. Weird. Okay? "Erm, hi." He looked extremely uncomfortable with my presence as he shoved his hands into his pockets and stood tall.

"You okay?" I asked. He coughed and scratched the side of his face.

"Yeah, perfectly. Why?"

"Well, you kind of seem –"

"I've got to go." He cut me off and stalked away. I stared back at him in confoundment. What the hell was up with him? He didn't even say 'happy birthday'. Maybe he doesn't care that it's your birthday? My chest pained. Why would he not care? I thought we were friends now.

I hid the pain as I walked out to Rya's car and we drove off to the mall. What was wrong with Roman? It had been several days now he'd been acting weird, and I couldn't help but want to know why. Was it me? It was probably me. I annoy him the most, but I don't remember doing anything to annoy him.

God, I felt like an idiot. Here I was, on my freaking birthday, worrying about Roman. Although, I couldn't help it. Whenever something happened with Roman it took up my whole mind and I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it until I saw him again. I hated it. No one had taken up so much of my thoughts before. I wanted it to stop, but in a strange way, I didn't.

I couldn't understand it myself.

"How's about this?" Rya called out to me.

We were in the dressing room of a store my parents had given me a gift card for. Rya had picked up tonnes of clothes but I absentmindedly picked up some random tops not being able to think straight.

I met Rya by the mirror. The top was blue and cropped, made from a soft, fluffy material. "It's cute." I answered. She smiled contently and nodded.

"Isn't it? I think I'm gonna get it."

I nodded and walked back behind the curtain.

"You should try that top on." She called back to me.

"What top?"

"The cream one. It'll look so pretty."

I looked back at the rack of random clothes. Some of them I wouldn't even go for but I hadn't been thinking clearly enough to put them back. This was so stupid! Why was Roman Lawrence occupying my mind so much when it was my birthday? My BIRTHDAY!

"Okay." I replied and took the top off the hanger. It was gorgeous. With small puff-sleeves capping my shoulders with lace detailing, the top was cropped and tied at my waist and the material was so soft I felt like I was wearing a literal cloud.

It was so pretty. Not just pretty – it was gorgeous. I was planning on buying a new pair of shoes with the gift card, but I think my option has been changed. Damn, I needed this top.

"Can you check this skirt for me? I think it washes me out – woah." Rya walked into my dressing room and stared at me. "You have to get that top."

"I know." I sighed. "It's stunning."

"You look amazing, Sienna. Urgh, I hate you."

I turned around to face her and blinked. "What?"

Rya huffed and walked to stand beside me. "Look at me! Sienna, you're a literal bronzed, Italian Barbie. I'm a tall, skinny glass of milk."

"Don't say that!" I argued.

"What?! I am! I'm a vanilla, mini-milk ice-lolly. Don't deny it."

I felt bad for laughing but Rya's comparisons to things were so ridiculous I couldn't help but snigger. She laughed with me, thank god, and flatted out the skirt. It did wash her out, but it still looked cute.

"If only I was pushed out of an Italian vagina. We could have been twins –" she stopped herself as she saw my frown angled at the floor. "Shit, sorry. I didn't mean to –"

"No, it's fine." I sighed and stood up straight, brushing it off. "You didn't mean it about –"

"Yeah." She cut me off. We stood in awkward silence for a few moments before I spoke up.

"We should pay and get some coffee. School has made my energy shatter." And Roman but that's besides the point.

"Good call." Rya agreed.

We walked down the mall, coffees in hand, looking through all the shop windows. After buying the top, Rya convinced me to wear it and so I did. It felt so pretty on my skin, so soft and smooth. I was extra careful carrying my coffee around to say the least.

"Sooo..." Rya took a long sip and began, "What did Roman get you for your birthday?"

I paused to glance at her and carelessly shrugged. "Nothing."

"Nothing?" Rya gaped. "He got you nothing?"

I didn't bother to look at her because I could already tell she wasn't pleased. "So?"

She clicked her tongue, "Aren't you guys friends now?"

I glanced at a black Chanel bag in a shop window, studying the way the gold chain flecked in the glittering lighting above. "It's complicated." I finally answered.

"Complicated?"

"Yes. Complicated."

Rya didn't answer and waited for me to elaborate. "I just don't understand boys." I eventually caved.

"Who does? I don't think they understand themselves at times."

I chuckled and took a long sip of coffee. "It's just like... I don't know. We've done sexual things but there's been... other things in between that and I thought we were closer as friends but now it just feels like I've taken one step forward and he's taken two steps back."

Rya could see my frustration. I knew I knew Roman better than most people, but sometimes it felt like he was trying to pretend I didn't. Maybe this whole time I've been embarrassed to be seen with Roman, he's also been embarrassed to be seen with me. Maybe I was the problem.

"Maybe it's me." I confessed.

"No, don't say that." Rya argued. "Have you tried talking to him about it?"

I laughed hopelessly and then sighed, "I tried to today and he just ran away." I looked down and frowned.

"Hey." She touched my shoulder gently. "Maybe Roman needs time to process this whole friends thing. Aren't you with him tomorrow after school?" I nodded. "Talk to him about it then. He can't run away from you when he has to tutor you, right?"

She was right. Rya was always right. "I guess –" I didn't get to finish my sentence as someone crashed right into me and I felt boiling hot liquid splash onto my top.

I almost screamed and looked down at myself. My gorgeous top now had been splattered with coffee and... nachos? This had to be a joke. This had to be a fucking joke. But when I looked up and saw the sweet, innocent, bitchy face of Leah Kingston, I lost my mind.

"You fucking bitch!" I cried. "Look at what you just did!"

Leah shrunk back next to Adam who didn't look too pleased at my outcry.

"OMG, Sienna, I so didn't mean to do that!" she apologised. Yeah right, bitch.

"You did that on purpose! Fucking hell, you're suck a –"

"Calm down, Sienna. It was an accident." Adam interjected. I almost bit his head off there and then.

"You're defending her?! She just ruined my new top! My expensive, new top! Can't you see how much of a bitch she is?!" was he blind? Did he really think it was a coincidence? The top even looked expensive and so it would be the perfect target for Leah to know to ruin. I was about to claw them both apart. The material was so precious I didn't even know if stains like this would come off.

"Sienna, I can buy you a new top if you want." Adam then assured.

"Why can't she buy herself a new top?" Leah questioned, raising a curious brow.

"Because she's not the one who spilled coffee and nachos down it, dipshit." Rya hastily jumped in.

"Don't call my girlfriend a dipshit." Adam lowered his tone at Rya, giving her a death stare.

Rya had gone into full best friend defence mode and I could see the flames burning in her ocean blue eyes. "How's about dumbass's hoe? Because you're clearly a dumbass and she's a hoe –"

"Enough, Rya!" Adam growled. Growled. Like the fucking cliché bad-boy he is.

"Sienna, I am super sorry! I didn't mean to –"

"Don't touch me!" I snapped as she reached her hands out and then shrunk back behind Adam like the innocent victim.

"Would you chill?" Adam sighed at me and ran a hand through his hair. Oh, I so wanted to rip off his balls.

"Would you get a brain?" I remarked back. They both just stood there like idiots, Adam put his arm around Leah and pulled her to his side as if to protect her from me. "Urgh, let's just go, Rya." I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. I knew she wanted to say more to them. She I knew wanted to rip out Leah's hair and Adam's balls, hanging them on her own personal chandelier, but I couldn't do this today. Not on my birthday. Not when I just wanted to go home.

Hooray for Adam and Leah for ruining my birthday. Hooray for them being complete and utter bitches. It felt like they were in their own little story and somehow, I was depicted as their villain and everything I did was bad. I felt my blood boil as I stormed away with Rya, holding back the tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks.

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❤︎ hello lovelies! How are you all and how did you like the chapter? :) has anyone noticed how I've given Sienna so many characteristics of a classic Wattpad boy? Lol. She's cocky, sexual, sarcastic, jealous, and Italian! Yet she also has a past we don't quite now about yet *cheeky grin*. It was kind of my intention with her to begin with and it's been fun to see people's reactions to the way she is x

❤︎ anyways please don't forget to vote and comment and have a lovely day! xx


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