Charlotte It's Your Birthday Novels & Stories

And yet. The morning passed without incident. Charlotte lost herself in the familiar motions until she almost forgot the day entirely. Around midday, Matt appeared at her door, leaning casually against the frame with a grin that immediately made her suspicious. “You didn’t think you were getting away with it, did you?” She frowned. “With what?” “Your birthday,” he said. “You didn’t say a word.” Charlotte groaned lightly. “I was hoping it would go unnoticed.” “Absolutely not.” He stepped inside, placing a small paper bag on her desk. “Cafeteria cupcake. It’s horrible, but it’s the thought that counts.”

They settled in and started their breakfast. Mid breakfast Zara’s attention went to her mother, who winked back at her and mischievous smile appeared on their faces. Zara looked at her sister and nodded to her as if signaling for something. Zara rose from her place and went to her mother’s side. “Charlotte…” Her mother said catching Charlotte who was all this time busy in her phone with an unfinished bite in her mouth. Charlotte looked her mother and sister and found looking at her suspiciously. She frowned “HAPPY BIRHTBAY!” Zara and her mother wished Charlotte in a loud voice with smiles and naughty laughs. Charlotte was first shocked as she couldn’t believe that she forgot her own birthday

Dear Uncle Asher, How have you been lately? I'm currently at Alpha King's castle. There are some things about my parents that I'd like to discuss with you. Please make sure to arrive on the morning of the Hunt event. Best Regards Charlotte

"Wear red, it will look great on you" I think to myself "Shit! Do I have anything red?!" I call Sally, come on answer phone, pick up, PICK UP! "thank God you answered, it's a code red literally,! Blake wants me to wear red and I don't own anything red!" Within minutes Sally was at My apartment entrance holding up two red dresses, "take your pick, ma' lady" she laughed. I chose the strapless long red dress, it made my waist look smaller and I felt like I deserved to be going on a date with the man I thought was finer than freshly sliced bread.

Even though she didn't give any specific answer to this, he knew what her answer was going to be. ~~~~~~~ "How are you feeling now?" Jane asked Charlotte as she prepared tea for her. "I look like a mess. I ought to have been okay by now but I don't know what is wrong with me or what went wrong." "Like, why would you be feeling this way when tonight is grandmother's Birthday?" Jane complained. "Who is going to shield me and keep talking to me?" "Hayaaa! Come on, I will still make myself available no matter what. I can not miss it. She is my grandmother as well and I am going as Kyle's date." Charlotte said proudly.

Charlotte refused to admit it and said, "To win a woman's heart, you have to start with her stomach. Don't you know that?" "By your logic, the old man who runs the stir-fried noodle stall downstairs has won me over hundreds of times." Charlotte laughed heartily. On the morning of her departure from Austral, she spent some time in the library of the music school where she took classes, experiencing the study atmosphere. Griffith called her. "Where are you?" "The library." "I'll come to pick you up." "Why?" "For your birthday." Charlotte blinked and checked the calendar; her birthday was tomorrow.

He actually smiles. Weird or what... "... Think of it as an early birthday present." She blinks a couple of times. "Birthday present? That would be early..." He holds up palms. "All right, it's out by a few weeks, but it's not as though I can hold to a timetable in here, is it?" James, half-standing, one hand on the counter, pushes himself upright against his bad leg... Charlotte licks her lips... The wheels turning.... "But... my birthday's in October..."

The weather outside was getting warmer and the city was growing louder. I stood leaning on my car as I waited for him to complete the transaction I enjoyed the feel of the sun on my skin. I turned to look at the sky as and my mind traveled back to Charlotte’s thirteenth birthday. *** Aunt May decorated the house with all colors of balloons and all sorts of confetti and stickers. Our brown-themed house had been turned into a Disney playground area, all for Charlotte. Her mother had denied her the chance to celebrate her birthday at her house, which left ours as the only other venue.

What is it this time? “Charlotte… you need to sit down.”

In its place, a quiet, crushing ache settled deep in my heart. I had spent years swallowing my pride, making compromises, all to keep Mike by my side. But we had both forgotten one thing—marriage doesn't have room for three people. Then came my birthday. I had originally planned to sit down with him and talk things through. Now, I no longer saw the point. After blocking Cathy, I went to City Hall to sort out the last of my mom's affairs. When I got home, a pair of unfamiliar high heels sat by the front door.