Leigh Lemondrop here. This chapter is going to be worth reading for sure. So let's get started!

Several days later, Amos sits up in bed and yawns. Jerry is in the room, taking out his clothes.

"Hey Amos, how're you feeling?" Jerry asks him.

"A little better. How was the dance?" Amos replies.

"It was really good. The Venice theme was awesome, and the waiters dressed like gondola operators were even more awesome. The DJ played good music, and me and Lucy were crowned king and queen of the dance. Bubblina was a little jealous, though." Jerry says, telling Amos the whole story. "I'm making it up to her by taking her to dinner tonight."

"Nice. Where are you taking her?" Amos asks him.

"We're going out for pizza, and Bubblina said Marsha was going to come, too." Jerry said.

"Oh, I see." Amos said. "You guys have fun."

"Wait, let me feel your head." Jerry said, jumping up from his chair. He feels Amos' forehead.

"You don't have a fever anymore, that's good." Jerry said, smiling. "And you're feeling better. You want to come tonight?"

"Sure. I'd love to." Amos said, climbing out of bed and putting on his clothes.

In racing history class, as Mrs. Cotton is teaching the lesson about Marsholate Graham Marsh, the legendary racer who discovered karts could be made from graham crackers, Amos can't help but wonder what day it is besides the fact that him and Jerry were taking their girls out for dinner tonight.

He spots Marsha walking into the room. She has a ribbon pinned to her jacket, stating that something special was going on for her.

"It's her birthday?" Amos thinks to himself. "Why didn't she tell me?"

Mrs. Cotton asks Amos, "What was the name of the first kart Marsholate made?"

Amos snaps out of his thought-stricken trance, and thinks.

"The S'more Surprise?" Amos answers.

"No, Amos, that's incorrect. Who else can tell me?" Mrs. Cotton asks.

Swizzle raises his hand.

"Swizzle?" Mrs. Cotton says, pointing at him.

"The Mellow Marshmallow Mobile?" he answers.

"Correct, Mister Malarkey." Mrs. Cotton tells him.

The class laughs at Amos, who has his face buried under his cowboy hat.

Mrs. Cotton continues the lesson.

After racing history class, in gym, Amos can't help but wonder why Marsha didn't tell him it was her birthday.

"All right, students, we're going to do one of the biggest phases of gymnastics, the balance beam. This part requires skill and balance. Amos, why don't you go first?" Coach Goodbar tells him.

Amos gets up and steps onto the beam. He walks across it to keep his balance, then tries a move, but falls off. Everyone starts laughing at him as his face turns red.

"Good try, Amos. You just need more practice. Marsha S'moreable, you're next." Coach Goodbar tells her.

Marsha takes off her jacket and gets on the beam, mastering it with ease. She walks across it at first, then she does three backflips across it.

"Wow...awesome...she's good." some of the students mutter as they watch her.

"Very good, Marsha. That was great!" Coach Goodbar says as she steps off. "Now, who's next?"

The students take turns on the beam, then Coach Goodbar speaks again.

"Great job today, students." he says, smiling. "But, these students will be working on the beam tomorrow to practice their skills more: Amos Cookiechip, Herschel Nougatson, and Barry Bubblestein. The rest of you will work on the floor and learn to do cartwheels and forward rolls. See you all tomorrow." Coach Goodbar says as the students file out of the gym.

"This just isn't my day. First, I answer a question wrong in racing history class, and I don't get to advance to floor events with everyone else." Amos says, staring at his chocolate chip cookie pizza slices and chocolate pudding.

"Don't worry, Amos. Things will get better." Jerry tells him, taking a bite out of his mixed-berry candy tart and taking a drink of his skim milk.

"I guess you're right, Jerry. But let's change the subject." Amos said, taking a bite of his cookie pizza. "Did you know it was Marsha S'moreable's birthday today?"

"No, I didn't really know until she came in class with a ribbon pinned to her jacket." Jerry replied, taking another bite of his lunch.

"Which is why I'm going to do something for her to show that I know it's her birthday." Amos said, shoving a big spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

"We ought to give her a party at the pizza place tonight. And make this more than just a date." Jerry said.

"Good idea!" Amos said, smiling. "I have a s'mores flavored ice cream cake in my freezer in my dorm room. Can you bring the candles, Jerry?"

"Sure, I can. Anything you want me to do, I'll do it." Jerry answers eagerly.

At the racetrack that day, everyone was gathered around Coach Fruitloop as he explained a few pointers about kart racing before the day's races.

"And so, that is all you have to know about kart racing." he concludes as he adjusts his baseball cap. "Now, I hear it's someone's birthday among us?" he asks.

"IT'S MARSHA S'MOREABLE!" all the girls from her dorm shout loudly.

"Well, happy birthday, Marsha." Coach Fruitloop tells her.

"Thank you..." Marsha says, blushing shyly.

The day seemed to go by in a blur, and before you know it, it's time to go to dinner. Amos takes the cake out of his freezer, and puts on his best clothes. His best clothes being a long-sleeved brown button-down shirt, chocolate brown pants, light brown socks, and brown cowboy boots. He brushes his long brown hair and throws his cowboy hat on.

"I look fantastic." Amos thinks as he grabs Marsha's birthday cake.

He meets Jerry, Bubblina, and Marsha at Marsha's dorm, then they head to the pizza place.

At the pizza place, the four of them sit at a window booth, and start talking.

"Wow, that's a cute bracelet you're wearing tonight, Marsha." Bubblina says, admiring it.

"Thanks. My dad got it for me before I came to racing school." she replies, staring at the table.

The waiter comes to their table. "What are you guys going to have tonight?"

"One large Cookie Supreme Pizza with marshmallows, chocolate chips, pink gumballs, and blackberry and blueberry flavored gummy candy." Amos tells the waiter. "And one order of peppermint sticks."

"Got it." the waiter said. "Your order will be right out." He walks away from the table.

"Okay, now for the real reason we're here." Amos said, pulling out the cake.

"W-what?!" Marsha asks, shocked. "Is that for...me?"

"Yes, it is." Amos answers as Jerry sticks 13 candles into the cake. "Happy 13th, S'moreable." he says as he kisses her on the mouth.

"Thanks. I thought you wouldn't remember." Marsha tells him.

"Well, I didn't know it was your birthday at first." Amos replies. "But I want to make you happy. You know this is only something we're doing for you right now. Rumors are that Crumbelina's giving you a sweet 13 this weekend."

"Yeah, she kept insisting that I have a party for my birthday, so I gave in and said yes." Marsha says, laughing a little bit. "You guys are invited, by the way."

"Okay." Amos tells her. Jerry lights the candles and Amos starts to sing to her.

Marsha blows out the candles on the s'mores flavored ice cream cake, and Amos cuts it as the pizza and peppermint sticks come out.

"Yay! The pizza's here!" Bubblina said. "Let's eat it with the cake!"

"Sounds good to me." Marsha says, grabbing a slice with marshmallows on it.

The four of them eat the pizza and cake, along with the peppermint sticks.

After a night with friends came to an end, everyone went their separate ways.

Amos and Marsha are in Amos' dorm room, cuddling on his couch.

"You know, you're really good at gymnastics." Amos tells her.

"Thanks." Marsha tells him. "You coming to my party tomorrow?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. You're everything to me." Amos replies, leaning in to kiss her.

They kiss passionately, as Amos shoves his tongue down her throat, and they're now French kissing.

"I've done it! I've hit second base with Marsha!" Amos thinks excitedly.

(Okay, I said there was going to be a big celebration in this chapter, but it's more Amos and Marsha fluff than I could handle.)

(Next Chapter: Marsha's Sweet 13 and designing karts!)