30 September 2012.
It is my birthday today, and I am just lying here on this bed not so bothered. Though it's a very soft bed, Not like I should be bothered.
When suddenly Aaron, my baby brother who's 12 comes inside my room with this beautiful(not to forget very tasty looking) cake in his hands.
My mom and dad follow. I sit up on seeing them with a smile across my face. This was my beautiful family in my room in midnight waiting for me to blow the 17 candles bored into the cake. Though I just turned 16.
"The extra one is the lucky candle, You don't have to blow.", Mom announced looking at the confusion of my face.
Aaron placed the cake right in front of me on the bed, and handed me pink plastic knife. Dad stood aback with a camera in his hands.
I blew all the candles except the one 'lucky candle'.
As I blew them, the three of them started singing, "Happy Birthday to you. . Happy Birthday dear Sara, Happy birthday to you"
My eyes gleamed, as I was cutting pieces for everyone and thought how magical it would be if Zayn, the smoldering God of sexiness was there in this room. The part of the "One Direction" band.
That was the 1st chapter, Sorry it's so short. :)