Carson's 18th Birthday - Group Open

[carson o'reilly!]

[bg=2a241f][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color:0a0a0a; width: 300px; border-top:25px solid #ce8b91; border-bottom:25px solid #ce8b91; padding:0;] [atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] Carson had been excited all morning, she was fucking eighteen today! Most counted it as another birthday but for Carson it was so much more. She would no longer need a guardian to tour with, she could buy cigarettes if she really wanted too, and felt as though people would stop tip toeing around her. Sure being seen with a minor wasn't good publicity for anyone, and bloggers tended to go ape shit on the rumors. But today that was all going to change, she was no longer the little baby of the tour, but a full grown adult. Carson had spent the first part of her morning hanging out with her dad, Malachi, and her adoptive uncle Axel. The entire time she had been at breakfast with them she had been fidgeting like a special ed kid. Carson was even more excited that her dad was letting her rent a beach house and have a party this evening. The blonde had been a little worried about asking him, after all her being eighteen now opened a whole new can of worms. The law would no longer keep the boys at bay for her dad, now he was going to have to do it. Not like he wasn't already, but still it was sure to be a tougher job now. Carson had asked her uncle Axel to talk with her dad as well, assure him that she would be just fine. After all how much trouble could she really get into in one night? Carson was now on her bus currently changing into her new swim suit dancing about like a crazy person. Once she had pulled her denim shorts on, she began fiddling with her hair. Carson was still humming a tune the entire time. About an hour later she was happy with how she looked, and began searching the bus for her sunglasses and her dad's truck keys. Once she had collected her things, she left the bus and walked over to the old black truck. She climbed up in it, set her music, put her phone in the cup holder and headed out to the beach house. Carson had elicited the help of some of her friend to bring the drinks. That was the one thing she dared not ask her father, or uncle Axel for. Nope she was going to be a sneaky teenager and have her older friends get the stuff for her. Once she reached the beach house, she pulled the old truck into the drive way, and hopped out. Carson was still bouncing about as she unlocked the rental, and began looking around. Wow her dad had done good! Carson stuck her bag in the master bedroom, before heading towards the back door. She walked out onto the back deck which was only about twenty feet from the ocean. She leaned on the rail, and just watched the waves. Tonight was going to be an awesome night she just knew it. This was a beginning to her adult life and she was more than ready to start it. But the thing she was most excited about was that she would no longer have to sneak around with Gabe. Gabe said he didn't mind, but part of Carson always felt awkward when they were around the tour with their mutual friends and they had to pretend. She hated not being able to playfully tackle him, hug him, or best of all claim him. Carson couldn't even get mad when other girls hung on him at parties, she just had to watch helplessly from the other side of the bus. But no more. After tonight she was all his, and vice versa. [lets keep these post on the smaller side, so we can move quicker!]

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[DALLAS LANDON!]

I'LL CARRY YOU HOME,

tonight, we are young.

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[atrb=width,240] Dallas was in a brighter mood than usual today. This was mostly due to the fact that it was his bandmate’s 18th birthday, and whenever Carson was excited about something, Dallas was obligated to be equally excited. His mood was also due to the fact that he was fairly certain he had gotten his friend the best birthday present ever. You only turn eighteen once, and Carson was a wonderful friend, so Dallas had sort of spent a lot of time thinking about what to get her. He was nice like that. Right now he was driving to the beach house where she would be having her birthday party. He had all the windows down in his tiny car, and the wind ripped through his brown hair as he sang along loudly to the music blaring from his speakers. Dallas had been in quite a rut for the past few days, so it was nice to feel upbeat and excited once again. Dallas wasn’t exactly of age to buy alcohol, but it was Carson’s birthday so he had managed to get ahold of a few bottles of vodka for the party. Dallas enjoyed partying with Carson, however he didn’t really like when she partied without him. Not because he was jealous or something, but because Dallas was overprotective when it came to her and he didn’t want anyone to try to take advantage of her. Yes, Dallas was like her older brother, but he couldn’t help it. He would probably be inclined to punch anyone who ever attempted to hurt her. He pulled up to the beach house and was immediately impressed by its size. He parked the car and grabbed the alcohol and a box of a half dozen cupcakes from the trunk of his car. The present was a little too big to haul inside when his hands were already full, so he would have to come back for that whenever it was time to give it to her. He strolled up to the doorway of the house, looking around at the area as he did so. He rang the doorbell twice and waited for his friend to answer.

[atrb=width,100] words , 355, keepin it short notes , PARTY TIME! gif is from tumblr.

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