• "Okay guys! I am decent.” I said walking down my weird curvy flight of stairs. My loft is pretty strange...I wanted a green house and they ******** gave me peewee's playhouse. I barely made it down until I felt a pair of hands cover my eyes.





    “There is a minor in the room! You guys can't act like this in front of a kid!” yelled Spencer. Yes, Spencer Smith from Panic! At the disco. I guess Ry Ry and Brendy were making out again. I used to it.... Strike that. It still creeps me out.





    “Oops! Sorry!” Spencer removed his hands from my eyes to reveal a flushed Ryan Ross. I held a finger up so I could talk to Spencer. I'm really getting tired of this.





    “I'm only a minor for another 1 hour!” I pouted. They all treat me like a child. I mean, I do act like one but I'm legally an adult in 1 whole hour.





    I ran over to Ryan and hugged him. “Thanks Ryanlicious! I'm glad you came.” So let me explain, I personally know Panic! At the disco because my dad is a music producer and he let me go with him to work one day. I was completely bored until they came out of the booth...sound place...I really don't know what you call it. Anyways, I was really happy and I hung out with them...they turned out to be really cool and now, 2 years later, I cannot live without them.





    “I thought you were ignoring me with the whole finger thing.” He laughed. I pulled away and laughed along. “I could never ignore you. I mean, who could with all your make-up?” All the guys broke out into laughter except Ryan. He just got more flushed.





    “What about me?” Brendon said while walking over to me with his arms spread out.





    “I'm sorry Brendonlicious! I didn't forget you.” I ran over and hugged him too. I toppled us over onto the couch.





    “Happy birthday, sweets.” He kissed the top of my head.





    “Thanks Bee.”





    “So what are we going to do for your special day?” asked Jon.





    “Umm...Chill at my place and eat cake...s**t like that.” I said.





    “Your still to young to say stuff like that missy!” Ryan scolded me. I stuck out my tongue.





    “Sorry momma Ryan. Just know that once the clock strikes noon, I will start cursing like heck.” I got up to go to the kitchen to get some snackles. I know. How could I be 17? I have no idea.





    I heard someone turn on the TV, which was on the music channel. I heard I don't care by Fall out boy come on but it immediately changed to the other music channel. Brendon and his jealousy. He loves Fall out boy because they helped them get a record deal and stuff but he just hates Pete. He supposedly saw Ryan and Pete getting pretty chummy and got all bitchy. Truth is, Ryan and Pete were settling record junk and became good friends.





    All around me started playing once I returned with Tea and chips. Tea for Ryan, Brendon, and me, Chips for Jonnie and Spent.





    “Dance with me!!!” Ryan whined. I rolled my eyes and set the tea and chips down.





    “Dance with your boyfriend.” I sat down grabbing my tea.





    “You're the birthday girl.” Then he just had to pull the cute look. No person could not fall victim to the Ryan cute look. I was so close once though.





    “...Ugh! Fine!” I slammed my tea on the table. I suck at dancing God dammit!





    We started to dance stupidly around my living room to All around me by Flyleaf. It was fun. The song changed to Pressure by Paramore. I started head banging to it until I heard the one noise I wanted to hear all day. The clock ringing to 12pm....





    “TAKE THAT YOU BITCHES! I AM AN ADULT AND YOU CAN'T CALL ME A CHILD OR MINOR! ******** YOU ALL YOU BASTARDS!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.





    They all looked priceless. Faces full of a mixture of shock, joy, and possibly turned onness.... I know it's not a word but I don't give a ********.





    “s**t.” I managed to get out until I saw all of the guys with smirks and cake.





    “I hate you guys so much!” I said after their little attack of cake. They smashed cake in my face. I was so pissed of that smoke was possibly coming out of my head.





    “We love you too, sweets.” Ryan said while trying to keep in a fit of giggles. What guy giggles?!





    “If you love me so much then you get a hug.” I grinned while stepping closer to Ryan with my arms stretched out.





    “Stay away from me sticky! I don't want a cake hug.” Ryan backed away.





    “Too bad. You're getting one.” I pounced on his back and toppled over on the couch.





    “Eww! I'm all cake-y!” Ryan whined.





    “Cake covered 18 year old girl dog pile!” Yelled Brendon. All the guys jumped on the couch making Ryan and me at the bottom. “I love you guys. Thank you all for this cake covered girl's 18th birthday.” I giggled and licked some icing off of Ryan face. Not in that way. I took my thumb and wiped some icing off his face THEN licked it.





    “Happy birthday sweets.” Ryan said.





    “Happy birthday Bailey.” They guys said in unison. This has been the weirdest birthday...yet the best birthday ever.