Birthday Girl
1306 Words
Friday finally arrived and Olivia woke up that morning to see the rain hitting the windows. She hummed content and stretched happily. It was a nice feeling listening to the noise before she had to get up. The only thing she was looking forward to was her extra lessons after school.
She jumped out of her bed rummaging around her bedroom, pulling on a black silk top that was the nicest thing she owned in her opinion.
“It’ll do,” she murmured to herself, heading downstairs and pausing at the bottom step. “Dad?”
“Breakfast!” he said, nodding at the table and she grinned at him.
“You made me fry up,” she said sniffing the air and looking at the presents on the sign. “Presents I can accept.”
“I thought so, you’ve not changed since you were little.”
“Yeah, but remember that year you got me a Barbie doll?” she muttered, meeting his eyes and smirking when he grimaced.
“That poor doll...” he murmured more to himself.
Olivia smiled amusedly, reaching over and tearing open the paper to reveal box sets for her shows and a cheque to cash. The bubble of happiness in her chest grew happier and she looked up at him with a nod.
“Well done father of mine!” she said, reaching up to kiss his cheeks in thanks.
The Sheriff rolled his eyes good-naturedly.
“Cheeky sod, eat your breakfast,” he ordered standing up and paused debating whether or not to tell her. “I'm sorry. I’m going to have to be at work in the evening...”
“Dad, it's fine, really, life goes on, and like I said I don’t care about this birthday,” she said munching her food. “I’ll be fine with Noah… Oh no, maybe not Noah, he and Angela got caught sneaking out and they’re both grounded,”
“He snuck out?”
“His dad caught him and grounded his ass for like two weeks. He’s not the brightest crayon in the box but any attempt to be with Angela has to be taken.”
“Oh,” he murmured, raising an eyebrow and handing over a coffee which she took gladly. Olivia grabbed her box of The Walking Dead and hummed with a nod of approval. It meant lazing in bed was going to be so much better with this lot to watch. The cheque was also very nice and it meant cash in the bank to do whatever she wanted. The birthday was turning out better than she expected and after collecting her stuff together she headed to get Noah.
“Birthday girl!” he said handing over a bag to her and she peered into it to see a bottle of Jack Daniels and laughed.
“How the hell did you get that?!”
“It’s from me and Angela,” he said with a shrug. “You can now get drunk.”
“Aw, this is why I love you!” she cooed, pulling him into a hug which he squirmed away from while she chuckled stuffing it into her school bag. “That will be very handy.”
“I’m sorry I can’t be there tonight, I asked my dad and he said if I asked one more time I was grounded for another week.”
“It’s your own fault! How could you have been so stupid? You lied to him and he caught you both out!” she said, narrowing her eyes at him while he shrugged unbothered.
“Oh sue me for wanting to spend time with my girlfriend!”
“That’s what weekends are for! You can cuddle, snuggle, and f**k to your heart’s content,” she said and snorted when he blushed. “Oh don’t even try and deny it!”
“I wasn’t going to, now shut up,” he muttered as the car turned into the school and went to meet the others.
***
“Did you get our present?” Angela said in greeting, pulling her into a brief hug and letting her go.
“Yes, thank you.”
“I don’t care that it’s your birthday,” Adam said, looking bored with the whole situation.
“I don’t care about you so we’re even,” she replied with a smile and noticed the look of hurt before it faded to indifference.
Samantha handed her a present and she raised an eyebrow with a smile at the perfume.
“It’s perfect for you, believe me. Just wear it!” she said proudly.
Olivia smiled gratefully again before stuffing it in her bag to put next to the other presents she received. Adam actually gave her an iTunes card which she took with great enthusiasm and looked forward to the end of the day (and she apologized for her remark earlier, so they're both even now).
The rest of the day was spent waiting for something she could only hope was still on. It wasn’t the worst way to spend your birthday and Olivia had no intention of doing any work at all if she had to.
***
It was the end bell that finished economics and Mr. Sullivan waved them away with a scowl. She did wonder why the man was a teacher... he was truly a head case.
“Where are you going?” Noah questioned when she went the other way.
“Extra lessons!”
“It’s your birthday!” he protested while she shrugged.
“I’m doing nothing better, Noey, so I’d rather do something worthwhile. My dad is busy with his job and it’s Danson,” she whispered the last word before turning on her heel and walking away.
Noah frowned deeply before letting it go and trailing after Angela who held out her hand to him so they could spend time together before separating.
Olivia knocked on the door peering in and waving a hand at Tyler who beckoned her in.
“I didn’t think you’d come.”
“Why is that?” she said, dumping her stuff on a desk.
“It’s Friday so shouldn’t you be out drinking?”
“Well…” she murmured, opening her bag and pulling out the bottle. “Fancy getting drunk, Sir?”
Tyler’s eyes went wide as he took in the bottle and looked at her stunned. “You brought alcohol into school?!”
“No, Noah did, it’s my birthday,” she explained sitting on the edge of his desk. “I know, wild right? I could be doing anything right now and here I am with you and before you complain I want to be here.”
“It’s… it’s your birthday?” He repeated, dropping the papers onto the desk.
“Yeah, it’s my birthday. I don’t want to do anything, not really, my dad is at work, Noah and Angela are grounded, and Adam doesn’t care apparently though he still got me a gift. Samantha is doing her own thing so it was either sit on my own or come here.”
“Olivia, we can’t.”
“Oh lighten up! It’s Friday and if you want me to drink this on my own then please be my guest,” she said, gesturing at him. “Or you could be awesome and join me. It can be… my birthday present.”
“This is school premises and anyone could walk in,” he muttered looking at the door.
“Then lock it,” she said slowly like he was dumb. “It’s school, the moment everyone leaves the teachers are out of here.”
“I…” Tyler said, trailing off looking at her for a long moment before bobbing his head. “Fine, lock it.”
- Writer
