Thats Vegas! Chapter 2

~Chapter 2~1

*Sarah*2

“Happy Birthday Sarah!” Her Mom and little sister yelled as Sarah blew out the candles on her carrot cake.  Smiling, Sarah made a grab for her presents but her mom grabbed her arm and said, “Now Sarah…you know the tradition, you have to bite the cake before your presents!”  “Awww mom!” whined Sarah only to quickly be cut off by her mom.  “I don’t care HOW you bite that cake but eat a piece! You want those presents don’t you…?”  Sarah smiled.  “Anyway…”  Slyly, Sarah picked up a piece of cake in her hand and looked at it.  Her sister was whining “Eat Sarah! Me hungry! Me hungry!”  Sarah Looked at her sister, then back to the cake, the to her sister again.  Suddenly a piece of cake was flying past her sister who screamed and Sarah’s hands were cake free (unless you count the residue of the left over cake still smeared over her hand.)  Sarah’s mom gasped and yelled, “Sarah!” as Jamie whipped her face clear of cake (or what she could get of it.)  Sarah was laughing hard until she realized her mom’s face was turning red and her sister was crying.  “Sarah Marie David!” Her mom bellowed,  “I hate to do this but go to your room!”  A stale look of disbelief took over Sarah’s face after the laughter had gone.  “What?! But it’s my Birthday…I’m a teen! You can’t do that!”   Her mom starred at her.  “I just did.”  Sarah turned and ran into her room.  She slammed the door and threw herself onto the bed as silent tears went down her cheeks.  “S-She can’t do this!” Sarah wailed.  Suddenly an Instant Message popped up onto her screen.  Wiping her tears, Sarah sat up and looked at it.  Upon it were two words.  “Happy Birthday.”  Jumping up, Sarah went to her computer and sat down, obviously in a state of anger.  Typing hard she wrote back, “Happy?  What’s so happy about it!”  Suddenly she felt a rush of anger, insanity perhaps run through her veins.  “I’ll meet you tomorrow if you still want to meet.”  The reply came almost instantly.  “Yes… where?” “The Stratosphere should do nicely.”  She wrote.  “Fine.  What time?”  “Noon.”  The conversation wound down as Sarah finally said goodbye.  Just before Sarah signed out, a hurried message popped back up.  “What about your mom and sister?”  Sarah sat back.  Hmmm…. She sat back up and said quickly “Don’t worry about it… I’ll take care of her…”  3