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We held the party on Saturday, just one day before my actual birthday. Bevy's logic being that everyone wouldn't have to worry about school the next day. Which did make sense. I must say Sonny did a great job. Nothing too cliche or too big. It was just a simple little get together. My cake was sitting on the kitchen table. Chocolate with little flowers and Happy Birthday Kitty Kat written in the center. I looked around making sure no one was watching. I stuck my finger along the side of the cake and licked the icing off. I quickly left the scene of the crime.

Everyone arrived around eleven. It was everyone Jacob and the guys. Kim, Emily, Sam, even Leah showed up. Billy made it too.

We ordered pizza, drank soda, and watched some of my favorite flicks. All the while all of my greatest eighties' hits played in the background. When it came time for cake. we had to hose the guys down so that they wouldn't gobble the thing down, candles and all. I hate it when everyone has to sing the birthday song. Funny story really. My mom had gotten this tacky singing candle from some cheap as shit store and made it the center piece of my cake. The damn thing wouldn't shut the Hell up and would play the happy birthday over ad over again. That's why I usually go run into the closet and wait for them to finish.

Then came time for presents.

Emily and Sam gave some candles she had made in her spare time. They smelled really nice.

Embry and Quil both gave me a Def Leppard greatest hits CD. Love them.

Jared and Kim got me the compete collection of the Brothers Grimm stories.

Paul got me a card.

Beau and Julie had fashioned a macaroni bracelet.

Caleb and Penn gave me Play-Doh replica of Master Chief. Little nerds. but that's why I love them.

Bevy gave me a beautiful music box which played Swan Lake.

Sonny wrote me a song, which he played on his guitar. I nearly cried but didn't because Paul would never let me live it down.

Then came Jake's present. It was a small little rectangular box wrapped in brown paper and topped with a purple ribbon. I was careful enough to save the ribbon but ripped the wrapping apart. I opened the box and rummaged through the paper tissue. My jaw dropped. I looked up at him. and looked back down at his gift.

Ballet flats. He got me brand new, beautiful ballet flats. The pink fabric shined from the lighting. The ribbon was a soft ivory. I ran my fingers across the seams. I was speechless.

I looked back up at him. He was scratching the back of his head while looking at me a crooked, awkward smile. I smiled back and jumped up and grabbed hold of his neck. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. I didn't care that everyone was looking. As far as they were concerned, it was just me and him. In our own little room. I felt his arms circle around me. I hugged him tighter. His warm embrace was the best present.