*singing off-key* Happy birfday to you, happy birfday to you, happy birfday, dear Greeeeeeeenieeeeeeee… Happy birfday to you!

Well, I'm a day early, but I kind of have to, since I'll have church tomorrow and stuff. So happy early birfday! *superhugs*

Greenie, you're one of my bestest buddehs on , and dA, and you've done so much for me, so I am more than happy to give you a lil something something for your special day :3

I hope you don't mind me borrowing Lena. If you do… TOO HACKIN' BAD!!!

*ahem* Just kidding… This is also why I've been nonexistant on our RP forum. So as soon as this is over, I'll get back to that C:

Everybody might not be in character, but this is a few years in the future, so they're bound to have changed.

Well, hope you enjoy! 'Specially you, Green Scene! :D


Lena Greene woke up in the morning, hearing the quiet, peaceful chirping of the birds. She smiled. What a refreshing change… I usually wake up to Peaches snoring…

She got up, stretched, and looked out the open window in her bedroom, seeing the beautiful day ready to greet her. "Wow, this is a great day!" She walked over to her mirror and smiled to herself. "A great day to turn twenty five…"

Lena combed her long, brunette hair, and slipped on a green hoodie, her jeans, and a pair of flip flips. She happily twirled and skipped into the kitchen, grabbing a banana for her quick breakfast before skipping out the door of her apartment.

When she got to her destination, her boyfriend's huge mansion, she rung the doorbell and patiently waited, rocking back and forth on her heels. When the butler finally opened the door, Lena perkily waved and greeted, "Hi, Jeeves!"

"Miss Greene," the butler started, with a thick British accent, "For the last time, my name is Daniel."

"Yeah, I know," Lena chirped. "But I like the name Jeeves better. It fits you."

'Jeeves' rolled his eyes and droned, "Whatever you wish, Miss Greene. Master McLean is in his study. Right this way…"

He started leading her to said study, but Lena stopped him and told him, "Jeeves, I've been here a million times. I think I know the way around my own boyfriend's house! Go watch TV or something."

Daniel- er, I mean Jeeves, shrugged and walked away.

--

Lena peeked in through the crack in the door of Chris' study, seeing her boyfriend talking on a cell phone and sitting in a comfy leather chair. Lena had told Chris how much she hated that chair, since it was made out of some poor, dead cow, but Chris had refused to get rid of it, so she was going to have to live with it.

"What do you mean you can't get it to me by this afternoon?" Chris yelled. "Maybe you should get your head out of your butt and get it done! And if you don't, I'll make sure that you'll never work in this town again!" He threw his cell phone out the window, then turned to see his girlfriend peeking at him. "Lena, what are you doing here?"

"What, I can't visit my boyfriend?" Lena said, walking toward him. She sat on his lap and sexily caressed his hair. "Is there something you want to tell me?" she whispered, smiling.

"Yeah…" He stood up, dropping her on the floor. "Could you leave? I'm not really in the mood for company today."

"W-what?" Lena got up, looking crestfallen. "B-but… don't you think there's something special about today? You do remember what day it is, don't you?"

"Yeah," Chris mumbled, brows furrowed. "Today's apparently Bug the Crap Out of Chris Day, since you're still pestering me." He grabbed a stack of papers and looked over them. "Look, I'm not in the mood for your perky crap right now, so just leave, would you?"

How could he forget my birthday, of all days? He remembers Chef's birthday, but not mine? The nerve of him! Lena, on the brink of tears, glared at the former reality show host. "Fine!" she spat, storming out the door. "If you're going to be that way, then maybe I'll just never come back!" She slammed the door and shoved the butler out of her way. "Move, Daniel!"

She stomped down the stairs, Daniel yelling, "But you changed my name to Jeeves!" though it fell upon deaf ears because she was already out of the mansion.

--

She walked all the way to the curb and sat down before she lost all of her anger and just started crying.

How could he forget? Chris was a little self absorbed, but he wasn't that much of a jerk! They had been dating for seven full years, and he had always done something extravagant for her yearly celebration. One year he even donated enough money to Greenpeace in her name to completely save the polar bears from extinction! But it looks like this year was different… And for the worse.

Lena pulled out her cell phone, weakly pressed a speed dial number, and held it to her ear, lightly sobbing.

"Hello?" A voice from the other end of the phone asked. There was some crying in the background, until the voice calmly shushed it.

"Li-Li-Lindsay?" Lena asked.

"Lena? Oh, what's wrong? You sound so sad."

"I… I really need to talk to someone. Are you and Trent free?" She propped her chin in her hand sadly.

"Oh, of course, sweetie," Lindsay supportively said. She then faintly said, "Trent, take Stella. I need both hands," so it was safe to assume she was talking to her husband and not Lena. "Do you want to meet somewhere, like Vegan Café?" she asked.

"C-can I just come over to your house? I don't want to be seen in public like this…" Lena wiped away her tears.

"Sure. Do you want Trent to pick you up?" Lindsay asked.

"No…" Lena sighed. "Just because I'm upset doesn't mean the environment has to suffer with the toxic gas emissions that Trent's motorcycle beast produces."

"Hey!" Trent yelled. "She put this on speaker phone, you know! Don't talk about Cheryl like that!"

"Trent, I swear," Lindsay began, sounding upset. "Sometimes I think you love that piece of scrap metal more than your own wife and daughter!"

"Of course not, Linds! You know I love you two more than anything in the world," Trent protested. "But I can't ride you or Stella to work!"

The couple continued to fight, and Lena finally just hung up and tucked her phone back in her hoodie pocket. Lena had never seen or heard Lindsay and Trent fight, but she figured it was best to leave them alone for a while.

Wiping the rest of the tears away, she stood up and started walking the long walk to their house. Hopefully, they would have cooled off by the time she got there.


Stella's a baby, btw. Don't think I made that very clear.

First chapter's over. I predict there will be three, maybe four chapters. Maybe more, if I feel like it's necessary.

Hope you like it, Greenie! :D