I'm back. I would personally like to thank Amuyuuki and AmiBloo for following this story.

********HS********

Jane quickly pulled the two dozen cupcakes out of the oven. She hoped that Dave was right and everyone was still coming, or else it would be a terrible waste of a family recipe.

The clock on her microwave read "7:15." Excellent, they should be here any minute.

Jane put the tray on top of the stove and made her way to the refrigerator. She then pulled out several cans of soda along with a huge tub of frosting. From her cupboard, she grabbed chips and sprinkles. She supposed since the cupcakes were cooling, she might as well change out of her school clothes into something nicer.

Jane ran upstairs to her room and put on her favorite outfit consisting of a white shirt with an adorable blue slug and a blue skirt to match. Her alarm clock read "7:30." Shucksbuster, she better hurry.

After making sure that she looked as cute as possible, Jane made a mad dash down to her kitchen to quickly ice the cupcakes before anyone had come to the door.

The cupcakes were still hot, so she let them cool for a while. Finally, she started to put the icing on each cupcake, she then preceded to add a healthy serving of sprinkles to each one. When she was pleased with her work, she checked the clock again. "8:00."

Now, Jane usually likes to give people the benefit of the doubt, so she just assumed that her friends thought the party started at 8:30 instead of 7:30. Naturally, she shrugged it off.

Since she had a half an hour to kill, she thought she might as well watch an episode of her favorite cooking show she had recorded.

Time passed and the clock kept ticking as Jane watched her show. After maybe two, three, or four (she lost count) episodes, she was starting to worry. The clock read "9:36." Maybe they were really confused?

Nonetheless, Jane decided to call Roxy to see what's up.

Jane held her red cell phone to her ear as she heard the ringing. She waited. Finally a voiced answer.

"Hiiiiiii, this is Roxy. I must be hella busy right now so leave me a message or whateves. Byyyyyye."

Jane sighed. Maybe she was telling the truth about the Nic Cage movie with John.

That's fine, Jane thought. I have other friends.

But, sadly, Rose, Dave, Jake, Dirk, and Jade didn't answer their phones either. Now Jane understands. They're just trying to prank her. They always try considering how many times she gets them. They're probably all outside right now.

With a smile, Jane went to open her front door. "Okay, guys, you can come out now," she said to the darkness. There was no motion. "Guys, you got me. C'mon let's go inside." No response.

"Guys?" Jane asked no one.

Suddenly, the bush by her window started to shake. Jane smiled. "I knew you guys wouldn't forget my birthday."

A small white cat jumped out of the bush before sitting down and mewing to Jane.

They did forget my birthday party, Jane thought. Feeling tears well up in her eyes she shouted "Stupid cat!" before slamming the door and running to her bed.

She grasped her pillow and curled into a ball. She sobbed as loud as she wanted, after all she was alone. With her father away on a fatherly business trip, she truly was alone on her birthday. Even though she had insisted to her father that he should go and that her friends would keep her company, Jane felt selfish for wishing he was here.

The clock on her night stand read 9:45. She decided that she would just give up and go to sleep.

Jane had just started to change into her pajamas when she heard a stubborn knock on the door.

Wiping the tears from her eyes and trying to make herself look presentable, she had walked down her stairs to her front door. When she opened it, lo and behold, Dave Strider stood before her, panting and covered in sweat.

"I'm so sorry- that I'm late" he gasped at her. "It took- forever- for me- to convince Bro to let me come tonight. He- he doesn't like- when I go out late."

"Dave, that's fine," Jane said trying to hold in her excitement and relief. "Why are you out of breath?"

"I- ran- here."

Jane felt a small blush paint her cheeks. He ran all the way from his house to hers? "Oh, wow, Dave. Why don't you come in and I'll get you some water."

He started to enter her house. "Oh wait," he said, starting to regain his stamina. He reached into this back pocket and pulled out a small black box. "Happy birthday."

Jane took the box and opened it. Inside lay a small, silver necklace, attached was a red spoon pendent. Jane stared in awe.

"Oh, Dave," she said, not looking away. "It's beautiful."

Dave wore a grin that stretched from ear to ear. "Yeah, well, I saw it in the store a while back and thought of you."

Jane started to take it out of the box. "Dave, I just- How did you afford this?" Jane didn't realize how nosy that sounded until it came out.

Dave just smirked. "Hey, don't worry about it. Here let me help you with that."

She turned around and he brought the necklace up to her throat. He carefully did the latch and stated "Done."

Jane turned to face him and their eyes met. She held her breath. "How does it look?"

He was at least eight inches taller than she. Jane was a short girl and Dave was a tall guy. But Jane never realized that there was this much of a height difference.

Unknown to Jane, Dave's breath caught too. He stared at her light blue eyes and practically whispered "Beautiful." Neither of the two realized what was going on...

Jane's head cleared first. She cleared her throat a looked away, a strong blush creeping it's way to her face. "Um, thank you so much. I really love it."

Dave looked away too. "Uh, yeah no problem. Not a problem at all. Welcome to No Problem city, population us." Jane let out a small giggle. "Come on," she said. "I have a million cupcakes in the kitchen."