Mikayla's POV

It's finally here. February 12th. Also known as the date of my birth. Yupp, today is my 19th birthday. Celebrate… should I? All I have to celebrate is a painful past and an unclear future.

It's ok. The day Miley ripped my heart out (again) Mackenzie found me and "made it all better". No we didn't have sex, jeez you're more perverted than I am. She just held me and made sure I chugged the ice cream. Oh you know I did.

I'm doing well. I'm not quite over what happened… but I take it day by day. Life hurts. Just in case you didn't know. And it sucks. Donkey balls. Hmm, that would be gross. And why is it donkey balls? Why not moose balls? Moose gotta get some lovin too.

"Morning sunshine" I hear Mackenzie say stepping into my room. "Morning" I say with a slight smile. I'm sitting up in bed with my back against the headboard. "Can you guess what day it is?" she says with a smile. "If it's the day I'm thinking of you'll be giving me a lap dance" I say smiling. "No I won't." she says hitting my arm. "Gah, then what are birthdays for?" I ask. "Uh, your birth?" she says in a duh tone.

"So… would you rather suck moose balls or donkey balls?" I ask returning to my previous thoughts. "Uh… neither" Mackenzie says completely confused. "But if you had to pick" I say seriously. "Uh moose I guess…" she says unsure. See? See? Even she would rather suck moose balls, to hell with the stereotype!

"You are so weird" she says shaking her head. "You bet your tanned ass I am." I say grinning. "Ok really? Next time knock before you just walk in to my bathroom so I won't have to go through this ever again" she says embarrassed. Yeah, I walked in on her after she got out of her shower two weeks ago. I was right, her butt is better than mine. "You bet your tanned ass I will." I say snickering.

And just like that, she tackles me. We roll off the bed and fall onto my floor. Hard. With me breaking the fall. She manages to straddle me and pin my arms above my head. "So I guess I do get a lap dance" I say wiggling my hips.

Her jaw drops, and in that moment, that single moment of me starting to laugh, she manages to twist my tit so far around I swear it was gonna be stuck upside down. Not to mention, I also let out the most girly screech on the entire planet. I roll out from under her clutching my boob for dear life as she gets a turn in snickering.

Why does she always win? Why does the universe hate me so? And why does Mackenzie always aim for the boobs? These are the questions that haunt me.

"Come on lets meet your mom at the mall" she says getting the last few laughs out. "No" I grunt. "Mikayla don't be baby, get up" she says standing up. "No. You injured me. I can't go out." I whine. "Are you kidding me? You made me get up at four a.m., right after you had your stitches in your head, to run you to the store for a pack of Oreos. And you're telling me that you won't go to the mall to meet your mom on your birthday, because your nipple hurts?" She says giving me a look. "Go suck moose balls" I say before being pelted with a pillow.

What? I couldn't think of a witty reply. Shut up.

So we're at the mall, we met my mom, we saw a movie, got a smoothie (did I ever mention I love those?), and browsed around. I tried to get Mackenzie to model some things from Victoria's Secret but she said no. That doesn't mean I'm not still trying though.

"Please?" I ask again. "No. I refuse to be an object of which you get off on." Mackenzie says. "How do you know you aren't already?" I ask. She looks up at me. "Because even though you want to make babies with me you know you're just not that into me." She says with a wise ass smirk. Damnit. She's right.

"Come on, it's getting late. Just about time to put those hormones to bed." She says. "I'll say" I say agreeing.

Just as we almost reach her car we hear something… or someone. "Mikayla?" I hear. Oh god. Please no. Universe for once, like me and make who that voice came from disappear. "Mikayla" I hear again. I swear the universe likes to see me suck moose balls.

I turn around slowly to see her. There she is. Brook. Somebody shoot me. In the face. Twice.

"Well, well, Mikayla Marshall, it certainly has been awhile." She says grinning. Not her sexy smile but a lighter, nicer, less whore-ish one. I give a slight smile back. "And Mackenzie I believe. The hot one who tried to break my face." Brook says. Mackenzie smirks.

"Well, it's all water under the bridge. Happy Birthday by the way. How's it feel to be nineteen?" she asks sincerely. That's weird. She seems to actually care. She's genuinely not trying to get into my pants. But… how the hell does she know it's my birthday? "I don't know, haven't been nineteen before." I say sarcastically.

"There's that sense of humor everyone loves" she says chuckling. Mackenzie looks just as confused as I do. "Ok… what's up with you? Normally you're whoring it up always trying to get in my pants." I say bluntly.

Whoa… she actually looked a little hurt by that. "I'm not a "whore" all the time. I just really liked you. A lot" She says… hurt. God no matter how much pain she caused I can help but feel like an ass. And not like Mackenzie's ass but a moose ass. Nah, I'll stick with donkey when it comes to asses. Hmm…

"Look Mikayla, I was an ass to you, I know. I don't deny it. I tried to take something that was never meant for me and I messed with your life. I know it probably doesn't mean much now but… I'm sorry. I am. I don't know if you'll ever forgive me but there's no harm in asking I guess." She says looking down.

Wow. I don't know what to say. This is truly a different person standing in front of me. Not the ego fueled slut I met a year ago. As crazy as it is, this is the best birthday present. Ever.

"It's alright" I say simply. "What?" Mackenzie and Brook say in union. "I said it's ok. Yeah, you caused a lot of problems and caused a lot of things to happen. You actually might as well have ended my life." I say giving her a hard look. It's true. Because of her my dad left and Miley left.

She looks back at the ground. At that my look softens. "But without you, I don't think I would've found out about who everyone in my life really is." I continue. Also true. I would've never known what my mom had been doing behind my dad's back, I wouldn't have known the kind of guy my dad was, I wouldn't have known the kind of cruel person Miley could be, I wouldn't have met Mackenzie.

"And most importantly, now we're making things right. It took hell to realize it but, maybe you were more of a blessing than a curse." I say.

Mackenzie looks like she just saw a ghost and Brook looks like she could shit herself if she hasn't already. "Do you hear yourself?" Brook asks skeptically. "She always does and debating is futile" Mackenzie says. I smirk. Brook relaxes and smiles.

"Well, why don't we head home and watch another movie?" I ask. "All of us?" Mackenzie asks meaning Brook. "Sure, why not?" I shrug.

Who would've thought right? Brook, of all people, is on the couch next to me with her head on my shoulder. She's actually pretty awesome. Funny, smart, you name it. Mackenzie even likes her. Yeah, the girl who tried to smash Brooks face in, that Mackenzie, yeah, she likes her. Who knew that this girl who I hated and blamed for all my problems would actually be the key to solving the real ones.

I know it's a ridicules change of heart, but after what happened with Miley, it gave me a lot of time to think. About everything leading up to it. You can't spend your life blaming people for what they've done, making them feel bad may make you feel better but it doesn't fix the problem. You've got to get a grip and move on.

So even though both my dad and Miley are out of the picture, I can move on. I don't blame them. Yeah, it's their faults for what happened but that's their burden to carry, not mine.

Wow. Believe it or not, Brook helped me realize that. Creepy but cool. She's a cool girl. One I will never date, but one I can get close to. Here's to you Brook, an unlikely friend but a must have ally.

"Brook?" I ask. "Hm?" she answers just barely awake. "How did you know today was my birthday?" I ask. "I wasn't stalking you if that's what you're wondering." She says yawning. "Then how?" I ask. "I'll tell you in the morning" she mumbles cuddling into my side. The morning it is.

I cover Brook up on our couch then head into my room for some shut eye. It's late and I'm tired. I brush my teeth and crawl into bed, only to be met by another body. "I don't want to be alone." Brook says. Oh god please don't rape me in my sleep.

I reluctantly relax and even spoon her slightly. I swear I could hear the smirk forming on her face. I roll my eyes and get comfortable.

Right as we both drift off to sleep, Mackenzie busts in. "No way in hell you two are sleeping together unsupervised." She says crawling in bed on the other side of me. "Why, jealous?" Brook says with a laugh. "No, it's so Mikayla won't actually have sex with you this time and so you won't rape her in her sleep" She says spooning me. Gah, I love you Mackenzie. "I may have said I liked you Brook, but I've still got my eye on you" She continues.

Brook snickers then drifts off to sleep. I hear Mackenzie go shortly after. Then, I feel myself start to fade.

All this on my birthday. This… miracle. This new begging, this new chapter. Take that Universe. Take that and suck moose balls.

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I DID IT! I updated. I know. It's ironic how this same exact time last year I was gone for three months for the exact same reason. Long story short I was pulled out of the closet and now it doesn't exist. I thought I would never write again. I still can't believe I am. But hey, I did it, I'm back, and I'm out for one thing and one thing only. Redemption.

The chapter is what it is. Brook is back and she got what I want. Another chance to prove she's not what she was. That she's better. And Mikayla is Mikayla. This chapter is more centered in the authors internal conflicts. Sorry. I didn't plan it… but I guess it just came out that way. Anyway, reviews!

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That's all I can think of right now, I won't be able to update as much because I'm doing all this in secret but I will as much as possible. Till the next chapter. Hang in there love's. Stay with me.

A.Y.P