As the alarm went off, Mello yawned, when he opened his eyes he stared at the end of his bed. Matt sat there fully dressed for a full day of school, he grinned. Mello sat up, his soft black PJ's rubbing on his skin. He wiped the sleep from one eye and yawned again,
"What is it Matt?" Mello asked.
Mello had completely forgotten what day it was.
"Happy Birthday!" Matt shouted,
Mello smiled remembering. Matt reached a hand behind him and brought out a box wrapped in red paper, with a black bow around it. It was black and red, typical, like everything Matt made or had. He slid the box across the covers and Mello picked it up. He read the label,
To Mello
Happy 7th Birthday
From Matt
It was written in fine hand writing that was no doubt Matt's best. Mello carefully pulled the bow away, and peeled the cello type off. What was left in his hand was a black box, Mello cautiously opened it. Mello's eyes widened as he saw what was inside. He brought the glass ball to his face. Matt sat on the bed next to him. Mello found himself staring at a tiny version of the Empire state building.
"Wow! It's great Matt!" Mello cheered.
Matt laughed and pointed to the top of the mini building,
"One day, we'll go to the very top" he smiled.
"For real?" Mello asked,
"Yeah, of course! When we're older, and I'll take you to America for your Birthday. We'll spend the whole day at the top!" Matt said.
Mello turned to him and smiled,
"I can't wait!"…