《Adopted By Thomas Sanders and The Sanders Sides (UNDER EDITING!)》October 13-And A Trip To Disney...
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"ARICKA!!!!" Patton yells on the day of my birth. "GET UP GET UP GET UP! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!!"
"Yes, and that should mean I don't have to get up at the unpleasant hour OF SIX IN THE MORNING!" I groan, but get up anyway, and get dressed, following Patton downstairs.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they all yell as I walk in. Roman was the one who handed me my first present:
"Wow!" I giggle, looking at all my makeup. "Thanks, Ro-you should do my makeup sometime!" he nods and snaps his fingers.
"You got it." Virgil walks forward with another gift.
"Wow, Verge!" I exclaim. He smiles as I hug him. "I love it!" he lifts me up a little, and to my surprise-kisses my cheek. "Thank you."
"Aricka," Logan says, quietly getting my attention. I walk over, sit next to him, and open my gift.
"Oh wow!" I exclaim. "Thanks, Logan."
Patton comes over, and gives me his gift:
"Oh-it's beautiful.." I breathe and smile up at Patton.
Thomas walks over. "I can't give you my gift. We have to go to it."
"Where-"
"How would you-" Roman starts.
"Like to go-" Patton adds.
"To Disney?" Logan finishes. I gasp, and yell,
"OH MY GOSH YES!" and we all start laughing.
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