"Brittany hurry up before you be late for school," Trina yelled upstairs to her daughter

"Okay mom," Brittany yelled back. She stood in front of her mirror staring at herself, deciding on whether she liked her outfit or not. She was wearing her brand new red "Team Brezzy" off the shoulder sweater, a white tank top underneath, a pair of white ripped skinny jeans, and her new white and red jordans. She had on red and white bangles, and her F.A.M.E chain. Her hair was flowing down over her shoulders causing her F.A.M.E hoops to be unseen. Brittany quickly grabbed a ponytail holder and pulled her hair into a messy bun with a few strands still hanging out in the back and in the front. It was simple enough to show off her earrings, but still had enough swagg added to her look.

"Perfect," she whispered to herself. She walked over to her bed, grabbed her coat, book bag, iPod, and cell phone and then quickly made her way down the stairs. As she reached the bottom landing she was met by an angry glare from her mother.

"Finally ready," Trina sneered to her daughter

Brittany rolled her eyes and simply walked past her mom and out the back door toward the garage. She got in the car and waited for her mom. She placed her headphones in her ear and blasted Chris Brown as she sang and bobbed to the song. Her singing was suddenly stopped as her mom snatched the earphones out of her ears. Brittany head whipped around to face her mother.

"What you do that for?" She asked her

"Because I need to talk to you. Can we have a conversation, or does Chris Brown come before that too?" Trina joked

Brittany smiled, "Anyways, what do you want to talk about?"

Trina started up the car and backed out of the garage. As she turned onto the road, she glanced over at her daughter as much as she could while still keeping her eyes on the road, "Do you know what you want to do for your birthday?"

Brittany sighed, "Yes I do mom, and it's the same thing that I wanted last week"

"I know Brit. I'm sorry, but we just can't afford to send you to the concert right now. Maybe next time sweetie."

"Mom I know that. Why you think I have brought up the subject anymore?" Brittany asked as she placed the headphones back in her ear and starting back singing. While doing so, she didn't notice the smirk on her mother's face.

Brittany walked into the lunchroom and searched for her friends.

"Brittany! Brittany!" Her best friend Makayla yelled

Brittany made her way over to the middle of the line as she grabbed a plate of nachos, an apple, and an orange soda. She then went on to sit at the table with her friends.

"You look cute today," Makayla said as she greeted her best friend

"Thanks," Brittany said with a mellow tone

"What's wrong you seemed down since you got here?"

"For my birthday we're just going to chill at my house," Brittany said disappointingly

'Are you serious Brit?" Makayla asked shocked

"Brittany it's your 18th birthday!" Emily reminded her

"I can't go to the concert so I don't want to go anywhere, so just drop it okay," Brit responded as she started to eat her food.

While doing so, she failed to notice the smirk on her friend's faces.

Brittany arrived home that night after work in a foul mood. She went straight up to her bedroom, showered, and got right into bed. She didn't care that it was 8:00 o'clock and that she didn't do her homework, she just wanted to be left alone. She laid there and thought about how this was yet another chance to meet her love that she was going to miss out on. One solitary tear rolled down her cheek, and she wiped it away as she fell into an upsetting slumber.