18th Birthday 18 Debut Program Novels & Stories

“Depends on if you’re asking me, or my checking account.” That elicited a laugh as Mitch hopped into the driver’s seat and smoothly started up the old Cherokee before they both buckled up. “Man, I can’t believe you’ve still got this old beast on the road.” The awe was clear in her voice, no trace of teasing to be found. She remembered well just how much it had meant to him to be given the Jeep on his 16th birthday, the pride he’d taken in it before he even started driving. How every Saturday morning, he’d carefully and lovingly washed and waxed the old Blue Monster, without fail, to work against the effects of the ever-present sand and salt. It had paid off, too; the thing looked almost mint

I didn’t bother about that much. “So your wolf hasn’t woken up yet?” Vince asked me after a while. I nodded my head. “When are you turning eighteen? Usually a wolf would first emerge on that day.” “Just a couple of months away,” I said with a shrug. My birthday was never a big deal, as no one ever remembered that day. I had come to regard my birthday as just another day of the year over the years. Why get excited about becoming a year older when there was nothing to look forward to that day?

We had been suspecting that Melinda liked Kayden and this just proved everything. "what's funny?" Warren asked. "it's an inside thing, you wouldn't know" I tried to stop laughing. "Happy birthday dude" I wished Kayden anyways. "Yeah bro, happy birthday" Warren patted Kayden's back as Bianca and Melinda wished him. "Welcome to the nineteen clubs" Warren spoke with a wide grin on his face. They were all nineteen now except Bianca and me, we were eighteen. I was the youngest in the group. "We should celebrate your birthday Kay" Melinda suggested

“So, we were just discussing something special.” I looked up, brows furrowed. “Special?” “Yes,” Olivia said, practically beaming. “Your birthday! Next Saturday, right? You’ll be turning eighteen!” My heart dropped. “Don’t,” I said almost immediately, shaking my head. “Please don’t make a big deal out of it.” “Oh, honey,” Mom’s smile faltered, “it’s your eighteenth. That’s a milestone!” “And we’re planning something grand,” Lucusadded, nodding with excitement. “Catering, music, decorations—your friends, teachers, the whole academy will be invited.”

CHAPTER 72 DAY BEFORE CRISTINE’S BIRTHDAY LOU It’s been weeks that have been passed now and tomorrow is Cristine’s birthday. It’s her 18th birthday. There is a tradition here in our country whereas the females who are coming at the age of 18 will celebrate it largely. Debut is a traditional Filipino coming-of-age celebration that celebrates a young woman's 18th birthday, the age of maturity in the Philippines. In the modern time, some of the youth is now practical so they will put the money to anything they want as a substitute for spending it on big expenses. This is once in a lifetime experience for them and the decision will be still on them and their budget of their family as well.

My mom just doesn’t deserve him, but whatever. I got up to get ready for school before my mom came back to explode again. I was so excited for my eighteenth birthday. I had so much planned and couldn’t wait to finally be legal, and maybe, just maybe, Mac wouldn’t see me as a child anymore and we could finally be together. 🤭

I had decided to make a wish list for my 18th birthday and show them to my friends and family to fulfill them for me on my birthday party. I was going to make a 18 list of things I want. I went into a deep thought and started thinking what I want for my birthday. I have never made a wish list before for any of my birthdays but since it's my 18th birthday, I said to myself that I would make a wish list since I'm officially becoming an adult. Looking into the plain sheet, I opened my ink pen and started: RHODA'S 18TH BIRTHDAY WISHLIST

"Of course. How nice would it be if we could hang out today." Realizing what I meant, Lacey immediately switches from her mischievous antics to a yell, sending strikes of loud sounds to my delicate ears. "Oh shit! That reminds me, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAREST SISTER! YOU'RE FINALLY EIGHTEEN! YOU CAN GET ARRESTED NOW!" "Woah woah easy there. Arrested? Don't scare me like that. I'm a good citizen~" "Sheesh! A lot of things happen when you're eighteen! Omg! We can go out for drinks now! Gosh, I'm excited!"

You’d think we’d been friends for years instead of weeks. “My birthday is in a few days. We’ll be celebrating on Saturday afternoon with a little picnic and some cake.” I opened my eyes and focused them on him. “I’d really like you to come.” “Is your birthday on Saturday?” he asked. I sensed a rejection, but did my best to act as if I didn’t feel it coming. “I’m eighteen on Friday, but mom thought Saturday afternoon was the better day for a picnic. Since I was born at 12:10 am, I will have been eighteen for a full day before we celebrate.”

"Just keep the money, Auntie." "Tomorrow's your birthday?" I asked Caren when we were already alone in her room. "How old are you by tomorrow?" "Eighteen." "It's your debut. You should celebrate that." "I don't celebrate birthdays," she just simply answered. "Why?" "It's just a waste of time," she shrugged. "Besides, I don't have people I could celebrate with." I stared at Caren who was now busy doing her assignments. "You never celebrated birthdays before?" "I already forgot when was the last time I celebrated my birthday." she answered without looking at me. "I was still a kid then." She went silent for a while. "I still had a complete family back then."