*** Ariana's POV***
My phone rang as I put up my hair. I looked and saw that it was Carol. I was glad she called me back. I called her two hours ago and wanted to speak with her.
"Hi!" I hollered as I answered the phone. "Happy, happy birthday, sister!"
She let out a little squeal as I said it and proceeded to thank me a dozen times in a row.
"Like, I can't believe it's tonight," she said. "I am gonna be 18, damn girl! I am so old, aren't I? Golly!"
She was so cute and hilarious. "Hey, I am 18!" I said back at her in a fake-sounding whiny tone. "Are you calling me old?" I let out a loud laugh.
"Oh, girl, no!" She said back. "You rock 18! I am already feelin' aches in my joints! Like what?!"
"Didn't you go hiking with Amber yesterday?" I asked her with a laugh.
"Well, yeah, I guess," she conceded. "Oh, you are on your way over? My mom went ALL OUT! So much food and stuff."
"I am!" I said with a cheerful tone. "I gotcha your present too! Be right there, see you later."