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Its 7 am when i nudged the alarm of my nightstand  "fucking hell"  i grown getting up from the bed, looking outside i can see some dickheads getting in there car : drunk "assholes" I mumble i run to the shower and start washing my body and my hair. today is my birthday I'm 18 finally, i wrap a towel around my waist and hear my phone ring and i almost trip trying to get it.

"grr fuck. yeah?" I answer cursing.

"Happy Birthday kid".    My eyes glow when i hear the warm and familiar voice sound.

"Mick hey! thank you".    I say exciting to hear him.

"any plans to celebrate it?".   i scoff and laugh.

" i never do anything for my birthday Mick".   I hear him mumble something but i don't ask.

"I'm going to an audition probably for a shitty band but if you want i can pick you up? so you won't be all alone on you're birthday". a smile appears on my lips hearing those loving words.

"I would love to, but hey! if its to shitty I'm fucking leaving" I can hear Mick laugh and we hang up the phone after agreeing that over an hour he will pick me up.

 Mick Mars was my dad's best friend he was always around. he helped raise me when my mom died, and i even lived with him for a little bit since my father passed away from cancer last year. Mick is like a cool uncle, he's a funny little weird dude.

I go to my closets and pick my leather pants and a bikini top out sinds its so hot outside. I put on red lipstick and make my hair messy but cute.

after about an hour i can hear Micks old car drive into my block, i run outside greeting him with a tight hug.

"aw careful kid" i take a step back making sure he is oke. You see Mick is suffering of ankylosing spondylitis (bone disease) but he calls it a curse.

"I'm sorry Mick" i give him a small smile and getting into his car heading to the audition.

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