My Sweet Sixteenth birthday. Shouldn't all birthdays be sweet? Why should sixteen be any sweeter? It seemed like a lot of hype to me.
In Dullsville, they celebrate today, my birthday, as any other day.
It all started with Nerd Girl's shouting at me. "Get up, Yugi. You don't want to be late. It's time for school!"
How could two kids come from the same parents and be so different? Maybe there is something to that theory about the mailman. But in Nerd Girl's case, my mom must have had an affair with the librarian.
I dragged myself out of bed and put on a black, cotton sleeveless, black, tight jeans, and black hiking boots.
Two white-flowered cakes, one in the shape of a 1 and the other in a shape of a 6, awaited me on the kitchen table.
"Happy birthday, Yuge," my dad said, also giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"I bet you have no idea what you're giving me," I teased my dad as I held a package.
"No. But I'm sure it cost a lot."
I shook the light package in my hand and heard a rattle. I stared at the Happy Birthday wrapping paper. It could be keys to a car - my very own Batmobile! After all, it was my sixteenth birthday.
"I wanted to buy you something special," my mother said smiling.
I ripped the package open excitedly and lifted the jewelry box lid. A string of shiny sports charms stared back at me.
"These used to be my father's I thought maybe you'd like to have them." My mom gleamed.
This was my mom's corporate version of hippie jewelry. I forced a crooked smile as I tried to hide my disappointment. "Thanks," I said, hugging them both. I began to put the football charms back in the box, but my parents glared at me, so I reluctantly modeled them for them.
"They make you seem dashing." My mom glowed.
"I'll save them for something really special," I replied, putting them back in the box.
The doorbell rang, and Serenity came in with a small black bag.
"Happy birthday!" she shouted as we went into the living room.
"Thanks. You didn't have to get me anything."
"You say that every year," she teased and handed me the bag. "By the way, I saw a moving van last night outside the Mansion!" she whispered.
"No way! Someone finally move in?"
"Guess so. But all I saw were the movers carrying in oak desks, grandfather clocks, and huge crates marked 'Soil.' And they have a teenage son."
"He was probably born wearing khaki pants. And I'm sure his parents are some boring Ivy Leaguers," I replied. "I hope they don't remodel it and chase out all the spiders."
"Yeah. And tear down the gate and put up a white picket fence."
"And a plastic goose on the front lawn."
We both giggled like mad, as I stuck my hand into the bag.
"I wanted to buy you something special since your sixteen."
I pulled out a black leather necklace with a pewter charm. The charm was a bat!
"I love it!" I screamed, putting it on.
My mother leered at me from the kitchen.
"Next time we'll give him money," I heard her tell my father.
"Football charms!" I whispered to Serenity as we left the house.
I was in gym class wearing a black shirt, shorts, and combat boots instead of the required white-on-white and gym shoes. Really, what's the point? I thought. Does a white ensemble make a student a better athlete?
"Yugi, I don't feel like sending you to the office today. Why don't you give me a break for once and wear what you're supposed to wear?" Mr. Haru, the gym teacher, whined.
"It's my birthday. Maybe you could give me a break this once!"
He stared at me not knowing what to say. "Just today," he finally agreed. "And not because it's your birthday, but because I'm not in the mood to send you to the office."
Serenity and I giggled as we went off toward the bleachers where the class was waiting.
Seto Kaiba, my kindergarten nemesis, and his shuffling sidekick, Duke Develin, followed us. They were perfectly combed, conservative, rich soccer snobs. They knew they were great looking, and it made me sick that they were so cocky.
"Sweet sixteen!" Seto said, obviously having overheard my chat with Mr. Haru. "How lovely! Just right for love, don't you think, Duke?" They were close on our heels.
"Yeah, dude," Duke, agreed.
"Maybe there's a reason he doesn't wear white - white is for virgins, right, Yugi?"
He was gorgeous, no doubt about it. His blue eyes were beautiful, and his hair looked as perfect as a model's. He had a girl for every day of the week. He was a bad boy, but he was a rich bad boy, which made him very boring.
"Hey, I'm not the one wearing white underwear, am I?" I asked. "You're right - there's a reason I wear black. Maybe you're the one who ought a get out more."
Serenity and I sat on the far end of the bleachers, leaving Seto and Duke standing on the track.
"So how are you spending your birthday?" Seto shouted, sitting with the rest of the class, loud enough for everyone to hear. "You and farmer Serenity sitting home on a Friday night, watching Friday the Thirteenth? Maybe placing some personal ads? Sixteen-year-old single white monster boy seeks mate to bond with for eternity."
The whole class laughed.
I didn't like it when Seto teased me, but I liked it even less when he teased Serenity.
"No, we're thinking of crashing Duke's party tonight. Otherwise there wouldn't be anyone interesting there."
Everyone was shocked, and Serenity rolled her eyes, as if to say, What are you dragging me into now? We had never been to one of Duke's publicized parties. We were never invited, and we wouldn't have gone if we were. At least I wouldn't.
The whole class waited for Seto's reaction.
"Sure you and Igor can come… but remember we drink beer, not blood!" The whole class laughed again, and Seto high-fived Duke.
Just then, Mr. Haru blew his whistle, signaling for us to hightail it off the bleachers and run like greyhounds around the track.
But Serenity and I walked, indifferently to our sweating classmates.
"We can't go to Duke's party," Serenity said. "Who knows what they'll do to us?"
"We'll see what they'll do to us. Or what we'll do. It's my Sweet Sixteenth, remember? A birthday to never forget!"