Only One Life to Live Chapter Thirty-one
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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Party
Darien entered her hotel room and turned on the lights.
"SURPRISE!" yelled everyone.
Darien was really surprised. "Wow... this is awesome."
"Happy birthday baby." said Shawn hugging his daughter.
"I am thirty-two now. Hard to believe that." she said softly looking at them.
"We got you birthday presents." said Ashley smiling.
She looked at Hunter and saw him dragging the booze into the room. She laughed. "Hunter why are you bringing the booze in here you know that dad doesn't like the booze."
"Well if you are ever going to meet anyone you are going to need the booze." he said in defeat.
Darien laughed. "The booze can be in here."
Hunter smiled. "That is great."
"Come on sit down Darien." said Shawn smiling.
Darien sat down on the couch.
"Alright present time."
Darien laughed. "Oh come on dad I am thirty-two don't you think I am kinda old to get birthday presents?"
"No of course not baby girl." he said handing her a box that was neatly wrapped up. "May 9 and you are thirty-two years old. It is wonderful."
"You are probably feeling like an old man dad."
Shawn laughed. "Nope still feel like a youngen."
"Oh well."
Shawn put the present on her lap. "Open it."
She slowly opened it. She saw an HBG shirt. "Dad..."
"I saw your design in one of your books. You wrote down on the paper that this was the design that you would love to have on your shirt."
"Thanks dad. I love it."
Shawn smiled. "I knew you would love it."
"My turn." said Ashley handing her a nicely wrapped gift. "I hope you like it."
Darien smiled. "I hope so." she said opening it slowly. She opened the box and saw her interview dvd in there. "Where did you get this?"
"I asked Vince McMahon if I could have it. So there it is."
"Thanks."
Hunter tossed her a small box.
She looked at him quizzingly. "What is this?"
"Open it."
She opened it and saw a key on there. "What is this to?"
"You will have to go outside to see it."
Darien went out onto the balcany and looked down. A black mustang convertable "Oh my god. You didn't have to Hunter."
"I saw it and I thought you would love to have one." said Hunter smiling.
She gave him a hug. "Thank you so much Hunter."
"You are welcome little lady."
"My turn!" said Mickie jumping up and down.
"Alright Mickie."
Mickie handed her the gift.
Darien opened it. It was a gold top that would be rather tight.
"I thought since you were going to be the next Shawn Michaels in a way I thought that this outfit would get you there." said Mickie.
Darien smiled. "It is beautiful."
"We Michaels always care about our looks."
"Dad you let yourself go. You are no longer the Michaels that worries about their looks."
Shawn laughed. "I know."
"Jeff it is your turn man." said Ashley looking at the blue haired Hardy boy.
Jeff took a deep breath. "Well here is my present." he said handing it to her.
She looked at it. She slowly opened it. She saw his class ring in it. "Jeff..."
"I know it is kinda old, but I want you to have it again. I mean... we have been through so much in the past and I thought it would be good to have a present."
She smiled. "I thought I lost this. It turns out that I gave this back to you."
"Well there is something else in there."
She removed the class ring that was on the chain. She saw her class ring in there as well. "I thought I lost this."
"No you threw it at my head when you got onto the flight to San Antonio."
"Oh sorry."
"There is another necklace in there."
She picked up the other necklace. She saw that it was pure diamonds. "Oh my god. Jeff... where did you get this?"
"Well... I thought it would go good with anything."
"Thank you so much Jeff." she said hugging him.
Hunter smiled. "Alright lets get this party started now."
"I agree." said Darien.
They had a fun time. Everyone had left except for Jeff. He had fallen sound asleep on her couch. Darien was still up and she went outside and looked at the herizon she just couldn't believe that her father had remembered that her birthday was today. She smiled and leaned on the rail. She smiled and began to sing.
Yeah-eahhh, hmmmm
yeaaahhh
I'm not your every day, around the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin',
Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Drop my money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can you handle that?
Cuz I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
Boy you aint impressin' me
With your jewelry, your designer clothes
Or the games that you try to play
Think you need to know, I got my own
Dont need you for your dough
Hearin' me, maybe then we can flow, let me know
Make me smile, maybe we can chill
Keep it real, show me something I can feel
Cause I'm not your average ordinary type
Could you be that kinda guy I like?
I'm not your every day, around the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin',
Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Drop my money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can you handle that?
Cuz I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
Everytime I be up at the spot, chilling with my crew
We'll be hanging out, get in a little late
You start bugging out
I dont think it's fair
You don't like the clothes I wear
How I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you
And I aint got nothin' to prove
There cant be any us, if there can't be any trust
Nothin' to discuss, no doubt
I'm not that kinda girl to let you play me out
I'm not your every day, around the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin',
Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Drop my money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can you handle that?
Cuz I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
You might take me shopping, but I'm not your property
If I dont like it, I decided
I can make it on my own
As long as we disagree to agree
Down for you and you're down for me
Baby I'm what you want and we can build a love so strong
I'm not your every day, around the way
Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block
On a cell phone frontin',
Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll
And how you get down, no drama
Drop my money in the bank
Take me home and meet your mama
Can you handle that?
Cuz I'm that kinda girl
I'm that kinda girl
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Not That Kinda Girl
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Not That Kinda Girl
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Do you know what kinda girl I am?
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
I'm that kinda girl
ooohoohh-yeaaahh (Don't own this song JoJo does)
Jeff opened the door and looked at her. "I didn't know you could sing."
She turned around and looked at him. "Yeah I am kinda a singer."
"You got a beautiful voice. Why don't you sing more often?"
"Because."
"Why?"
"No one else knows."
"Maybe you could go professional."
"I don't really think so."
"Darien."
"Yeah..."
"I got a question for you."
"Ya."
"I was wondering if we could try again?"
"You mean dating again?"
"Yeah can we try again?"
"I think we should. I mean we never really did break up we just fought when I left."
"Well, I am really sorry for fighting with you."
"That is fine."
"So is it good are we getting back together?"
"Yes."
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That is the end of chapter thirty-one. What will happen next? Will Darien and Jeff get married? Will they talk about having kids and that? Will Shawn want grandkids when he has two young children to take care of? Like it hate it tell me please. Thanks for the reviews.