Don't Judge Me Alpha

Pampered and Caffinated

After laughing till we cried for a good 3 hours, Kinnon & Katie looked at me and with a sly grin “we leave for the salon at 1pm” Katie just casually said me I scrambled to get out of bed and not dump the last of the cake onto the floor it was 12:48 I just rolled my eyes and they continued to laugh. I ran into my bathroom and threw on some jeans and a big sweater shirt that I was just hoping was clean. “Why do you guys do this all the time? I need longer than 5 minutes to get ready. I mean this is crazy.” I screamed from the bathroom while looking for my bra. All I could hear from the bedroom was the constant giggling from my best friends. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the bathroom searching for my tennis shoes. “I didn’t even get my run in this morning because you turned off my alarm and I overslept and then you fed me all those carbs” I whined as I tied my shoe and glanced at the clock. It was 12:57, thank goodness I hate being late and I swear it’s their mission to make me late. I plopped back on to the bed and just glared at them. “Come on let's not pout it’s your birthday, let's go downstairs I'm sure the car is here for you two.” What many people didn’t know was that Kinnon was not only my best friend in the world but a closet billionaire which I didn’t know until we moved in with him. He asked me to escort him to some charity ball. He failed to mention that night that we were attending the Met Gala, that night he  pledged a $100,000 donation to a charity that had cornered him. I about fainted then he just smiled and said ”that doesn’t put a dent in my bank account Lina'' from then on I always watched in aww the way he would spend money on me or Katie and even Don but to the outside world he had an average job and paid the average bills. We all got in the red Lincoln town car and got ready for a day of pampering. My nails and toes got soaked, rubbed and painted. My face had goo placed on it and washed off and my hair well, my hair was a whole new story. “GIRL do you ever wash your hair, no scratch that do you ever brush your hair?” I just smiled, every hairdresser since I was 16  has always had similar questions. My hair is mid back, black as night but curly as one of those old perm commercials. The funny thing is that it happened over night. It was straight when I went to bed and when I woke up on my 16th birthday it was just as curly as could be. Then on my 17th birthday I woke up with a birthmark on my left shoulder, and I swear I didn’t have it the day before. My body changes every birthday, but I hadn’t noticed a change this birthday so maybe they were all just in my head. “Honey, I’m gonna tease this mess and curl your ends and I don’t know what else to do with this train wreck on your head.” the hairdresser with a super southern accent said, breaking me out of my thoughts. “That’s fine, or if you can just pull it up we are going out on the town tonight.” She smiled and nodded and then proceeded to pull my hair ten ways to Saturday. When we walked out of LaBouje Saloon I had a migraine starting. “Lets get some coffee my ladies”, Kinnon said looking at the cute but sleek coffee shop. It was my guilty pleasure. He knew the way to my heart was COFFEE. We walked in and ordered the barista, simply smiled at me and then Kinnon had to mention it was my birthday. I rolled my eyes and placed my order and then left the group to go find a little table in a quiet corner. Soon I was joined by Katie and Kinnon, Katie said Don’s on his way. I just nodded and smiled. The bell chimed when someone came in and it felt like the bell went off in my head, I cringed and rubbed my temples. “Hey Lina you okay?” Kinnon asked with concern laced in his voice. “Yea, my head is just splitting open… Maybe I just need coffee.” I replied, keeping my hands over my eyes. “I have an Iced Flat White with Sweet Cold Foam and a Birthday Cupcake for Selina, Caramel Macchiato for Katie and a Café Au Lait for Kinnon. We all said thank you and smiled at the barista.