"Shh! Don't wake her" I hear my mother whisper quietly to my younger sister, as she snuck in.
I rubbed my eyes letting out a slight groan as she opened the blinds.
"SURPRISE!" They yelled as she placed the cake and card on my lap. A hundred dollars fell out as I opened the card, which was a lot of money for mum. She was barely making enough to keep as fed.
"Happy 18th Birthday Princess, Love Mum & Suzie" the card read. I hated when she called me Princess.. well ever since dad died.
"Thanks Mum" I said, faking a smile the best I could. I mean it's not that I wasn't happy, birthdays were never my thing.
"So? Any plans today? Suzie asks eagerly.
"Nothing until work at 6, why?" I replied.
"Great! Let's do something then!" Suzie cheered, skipping out of my room to get ready.
Sweet Suzie dad used to call her, being 4 years younger than me, we never really hung out much growing up so I knew this meant a lot to her.
I slipped on some casual jeans and top, pulled my hair back in to a loose bun. I didn't usually put much effort into how I looked, not that it mattered really, nobody ever seemed to notice.
It was already 5pm by the time Suzie and I returned home from shopping.
"Shit, I've got to get ready for work!" I lied as I slammed the bathroom door shut, I didn't need to leave until at least 5:45pm, we lived only 5 mins away. I let out a silent sigh, "Finally some alone time" I thought to myself, looking into the mirror.
I turned the shower on and tried to find the perfect temperature, I stripped off slower than normal, really taking time to look at my body. I had quite large perky tits for such a small frame, they bounced as I let my bra hit the floor. I was 5'1 at best, a perfect 130 pounds, light brown hair and dark grey eyes.
I stepped into the shower, goosebumps covered my body as the hot steamy water hit my cold skin. I took my time to soap up every inch of my body, taking some extra seconds to rub over my nipples, watching them grow hard.
I loved my boobs, but I didn't love showing them off. I often wore baggy clothes, being an 18 year old virgin is usually something girls are ashamed of but I was a hopeless romantic introvert so I am quite alright with it.
I finished my shower and quickly dried off my body. I looked at my laid out work uniform, one of the few perks of still living at home.
"God I hated this uniform" I thought to myself, for a Pizza delivery person, it seemed a little too much.
I buttoned up my size too small red shirt and slipped on a definitely too tight black skirt, (which I think a skirt for a driver itself alone is just annoying.) A black cap that read "Big Papa's Pizza" which I pulled my high ponytail through the hole and finally, I pinned it on my name badge, "IVY" It said in bold red text.
It was a pretty slow night, the restaurant was empty except for the regular Joe who was always here, I'm not sure if he ever really leaves.
"Looking pretty tonight, Miss Ivy" He said as I wiped tables around him, I liked Joe. He was small, sweet and old.
Before I had the chance to reply, "IVY! You've got one more late delivery" the manager called out.
"Okay, Thanks!" I replied.
"Goodnight Joe" I smiled sweetly.
"It's a far while out so just head on home once you've finished" Greg said as he handed me the pizzas
"Oh and Happy birthday Ivy" He said teasingly as he left.
I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my keys to go.
I looked at the address. "34 Fern ave, Winterlake"
"Winterlake!" I said angrily. Winterlake was a really small creepy town around 45mins out. I looked at the clock "11:15pm"