On December 13, 2010 the sun shined through the blinds on her window. The light hit her beautiful eyes waking the young woman up. She slowly opened them and turned to look at the clock. It was 9:30 am and a smile appeared on her face.
"I'm 21!" She said softly to herself.
Tossing the covers to the side, she jumped out of bed and walked into her bathroom. She flipped the light switch on and looked in the mirror. Her blond hair was all over the place and she didn't have any make-up on but nothing could get her down. She spoke to the reflection staring back at her.
"Taylor Swift is 21, world!" She yelled out loud.
The smile on her face was bigger than it had ever been. She couldn't wait for the night that she had planned. A group of friends, all already over 21, were taking her to a night club and were going to get her drunk off her ass. For someone in the spotlight as much as she has been, Taylor had refrained from drinking enough alcohol to get drunk before. Not to say that she hasn't had a drink or two, but never enough to inebriate her.
She took a quick piss and headed back to her room. She pulled the loose pink t-shirt she was wearing off over her head and tossed it on her bed. Doing the same with her matching sweatpants, Taylor walked over to her closet. The young singer stood naked in front of her large wardrobe. She opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black panties. After sliding them up her lovely legs, she pulled out her matching bra and quickly put it on as well. Taylor gathered and put on a chest-hugging purple sweater and a tight pair of blue jeans.
After getting dressed, Taylor headed out of her room and towards her kitchen. She started making her breakfast, eggs and bacon, while watching a local morning show. Her friend Kellie Pickler was performing on the show and as a result couldn't be there to celebrate her birthday with her. After her performance, Taylor clapped along with the crowd in New York as Kellie took a bow. The eggs and bacon were ready as they went to commercial. She quickly finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen before her phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Happy birthday Taylor, its Kellie. How does it feel to be 21?!"
"It's good so far, and I can't wait for tonight. I'm so sad that you won't be there though."
"I know and I'm so sorry that I won't be there. Don't worry girl, we're gonna celebrate in a few days."
"Awesome, I can't wait to see you again."
"Cool, listen I got to go they're about to interview me. Bye."
"Bye."
Taylor placed her cell phone on the table and sat back down at her table. She turned her attention to the television and listened to them interview Kellie. She mentioned that it was Taylor's birthday during the interview which brought a smile to her face. The short interview ended and Taylor turned off the television and pulled out her diary. She turned to a fresh page, grabbed a pen, and wrote:
"Dear Diary,
Today I'm finally 21 years old. Like I've written before, I have been counting down until today. Tonight is going to be amazing, I get to spend time with some good friends and get drunk for the first time. They haven't told me where we're going yet, but I couldn't care less. I just want to tonight to hurry up so I can have some fun. I still can't believe how much I've accomplished in my short life. There are really only two things left on my list that I haven't gotten to do yet: get drunk and lose my virginity. I get to check off one but I still have to get married before I check off the other. I can't wait to write about my night tomorrow. Until then..."
After re-reading her entry, she put her diary back into the drawer and grabbed her cell phone. She called her friend Abigail to check if she was ready to go to the movies. Abigail, her best friend since high school, couldn't join the night's party since she was still four months away from 21. They were going to see 'Black Swan' at 2:00 before the big night. She told her to come over and pick her up whenever she was ready, so Taylor threw her boots on and headed out.
Twenty minutes later, she picked up Abigail and headed for the theater.
"How does it feel being 21, Taylor?" Abigail asked on the way to the theater.
"I love it! I can't wait for the movie and the big night."
"I wish I was old enough to join you but it's only about four months until my 21st so you can take me out and we can party then."
They arrived at the theater and quickly entered, getting their tickets and popcorn. They both loved the movie from start to finish and talked about it the whole ride back. They stopped at a Sonic to grab a bite before heading back to Abigail's house. While sipping on her drink during the drive home, Taylor hit a bump and spilled it down the front of her shirt.
"Oh shit! Now I have to take another shower when I get home. Damn it!"
Taylor dropped her friend off and quickly headed home. She didn't have much time to waste before her older friends arrive. Once stepping in her house she quickly ran to the bathroom, leaving a trail of her clothes behind. She was fully nude by the time she reached the shower.
"I'll pick those up tomorrow." She thought to herself.
A quick shower and Taylor was walking back to her room, her dripping wet body covered only by a small pink towel that extended just passed her pussy. She thumbed her way through her wardrobe and pulled out a tight, hot-pink tank top with a black mini skirt. She retrieved another pair of back underwear and quickly covered her privates. Slowly pulling the tank top over her body, she stared into the mirror and adjusted her breasts to look their perkiest. She got the mini skirt on and walked out of the room. As she passed by in the hallway, she picked up her boots and put them on.
She got a call that her friends are five minutes out so she tied her last boot and waited by the door. She figured that it would be better to leave all belongings home so she wouldn't lose them. Taylor heard a honk outside and rushed out to meet up with her friends. Jumping into the backseat, she was greeted with a loud "Happy Birthday!" from the four girls in the car.
"Thanks guys, let's go get drunk." Taylor yelled out.
The women all cheered and headed off.
"Hey, where are we going anyway?"
"Into the city, we know this cool club there. It's where we took Jessie last month."
"Cool. Nashville here we come!"
The traffic was heavier than the girls had hoped for. It didn't help that the club was on the other side of town, more commonly known as the Ghetto side. A drive that usually would have taken 45 minutes ended up taking about two hours. The girls got to the club around 7:00, about an hour after the club opened. Taylor looked around at the trash filled city streets and abandoned, beat-down house with a nervous look on her face.
"Are you guys sure this place is safe, this place looks dark and creepy."
"Calm down Tay, everything's gonna be fine. Like I said, we were here last month and we've all had our 21st's here."
"Okay, sorry I'm just anxious."
The bouncer let the girls in as the sound of up-tempo rock slithered its way out from under the door. They looked around and saw the laser lights shooting in the air, bright colored lights shining throughout the room, and a small group of people dancing on the floor with about three women sitting at the bar. The five women sat in a row at the bar with the oldest, Tiffany, calling over the tall male bar tender.
"Hey ladies, what can I get ya?"
