Yellow is such an ugly colour. I hate it will a passion. I wish it could turn to blue, green, or even, god forbid pink. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I like these girly colours; in fact I hate most of them.
I think most of them are stupid and should be burned out of existence.
But that would make them all so sad. All those stupidly-lovely people that have come here for this wondrous day sad and unhappy since you know, it all about them. Not me, sorry us. It would make her sad but I truthfully don't care. This is why I wanted separate days.
So I couldn't clash with her godforsaken yellow party. All the god damn decorations are yellow, with accents of white since it looks nice with yellow. Even the cup cakes; since cakes are out of style. Why is she so happy anyways?
I flick my hair out of my face, glancing around trying to see if anyone I know is here, which I highly doubt. I see her pile of presents are sigh. Of course she has so many, since all the people here are as fake as she is.
"Uh..hi." I looked to the voice and see him. Her ex-boyfriend. Why is he here? Didn't they stop going out months ago?
"Uh. Hi?" His face broke out into a smile and I serious wonder why she would get rid of such a wonderful smile. I may hate yellow, but his smile makes me feel like I could deal with it for awhile. He turns to the crowd, still talking to me, a present wrapped in silver and blue in his hands. If that's for her, she's going to kick him out. She specifically stated that all presents were to be wrapped in bright happy colours that complimented yellow.
She's such a freak.
"There's a lot of yellow this year. Did you two have another fight?" I nodded.
"Yeah, I wanted it on different day and she said the opposite. In the end my parent agreed with her. My party is later though, I was able to get them to agree with that much." He nodded. He handed me the present.
"Well, I guess this is early then. Happy Birthday Lauren." He bent over and kissed my cheek. Before I could respond he gave me a smile and disappeared into the crowd. Still in shock, hold the present, I dropped it. It made a 'thud' as it hit the ground which brought me out of my shock.
I picked up gently and walked out of the room. Back into the kitchen, no one was allowed here except for me. And her but, that's not important. I unwrapped it slowly, it was a white box beneath it. Once I opened the box inside were two things;
A note, and a hat.
In fact, it was his hat. From when we were kids, I gave it to him when we seven years old and told him that I was in love with him. He laughed then and told me that he loved me too. It hurt a lot when he went out with her and our friendship changed so much. I put the hat back in the box and look at the note.
Dear Lauren,
I love you and have since we were children.
Meet me outside, look out the window and wave to me if you've read this.
-Josh
I looked out the window and saw him there. I waved, and smiled and motioned for me to come down.
I met him there. We talked and let me say this, when she, came out and saw us, colour drained from her face and I kissed him. He happily kissed back.
Best birthday ever.