Jake Paul Birthday Novels & Stories

The others stopped and looked at me waiting for an answer too. "It's passed. November 6th" I said. It's true. I had my birthday before I passed Dark Knight's territory. It is the 29th of November now. That's why the weather felt cooler than usual. The winter's coming up. "Too bad," Lucy said. "When are yours?" I asked the three of them. "29th of September," Ethan answered first. I nodded and waited for Jarred and Lucy to answer. "It's the 18th of October. Just 2 weeks after him" Jarred said. I was just about to reply to something when Lucy cut my words.

"For everything I have done to offend you. For running away with your baby and for bringing Paxton in here to take Jason away from me because I think he is a good man, and…" "Oh, now I see you know the truth", I cut her short and she nods. Silence falls and I fold my arms, expecting her to finish up what she is here for before leaving. "What about Jason's birthday?" I ask her when she isn't saying anything. A smile teases her lips again. "I haven't told you the date he was born. His birthday is two days from now and I would like to get new dresses for myself for the little birthday party Camilla and I had prepared for him."

Good thing there were indicating letters posted on each cabinet. A smile formed on my lips the moment I saw her name on one of the envelopes there. I took it out along with the paper inside. The first thing I needed to do was to get to know who Nicole Jane Parker really was. I started reading all the information written on it. Where she lived, the names of her parents, and more. Then something caught my attention. Birthdate: May 19, 1997 So, it means that it’s been over a month already since her 18th birthday.

“Nooooo! It’s not real! No-no-no-no-no, it can’t be! I’m here! I’m right here! I’m right here. It’s a lie, a goddamn lie! Nooooo!” “Ben! What the hell are you doing! What’s wrong?!” Ben, still lying on the ground and sobbing and screaming, pointed to the temporary name plaques for the graves. Paul pulled out a lighter and flicked on the flame. He bent down near the plaques to read the names. ‘Paul Butterfield April 23rd, 1960 - October 31st, 1975’ and ‘Ben Eisner September 24th, 1960 - October 31st, 1975’.

He tucked away his palm in his shorts pocket. "I wish," he replied calmly which made my eyes widen in disbelief. This guy was unbelievable. He had this laid-back attitude which I really admire about him. "Hey!" I smacked his chest in protest which made him chuckle at me. "We met two days ago," I informed Paul. "What about you two?" Jake motioned us with his hand and took a sip of his beer. We all were sitting in the backyard eating and laughing. "Huh! She is my ugly best friend." Paul introduced me with a dramatic bow.

March 29th, 2011: Tuesday Spring ~~~~~~~~~~ There was still a chill in the air as Tony walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed. When his alarm had gone off, he had just assumed it was another work day until he got out of the shower. That was right, it was his twenty-first birthday today. The owner of the shop, old man Jace, always gave the employees their birthdays off. It was actually mandatory, and the smarmy, old codger would get really upset if someone came into work on their birthday. He was a nice guy, but strange in many ways.

“You didn't have to you know...” “It's a repay for what you did yesterday. You saved me from my mother and let me hug you...” Juliette smiled softly. “And you can at least say thank you.” she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, thanks,” Lucas mumbled before sitting on the table and taking a bite of a hot waffle. “Damn,” “Delicious, isn't it?” “Very.” “By the way, when is your birthday?” “It says March 10th, I think,” replied Lucas.

“The celebration has just started. At least stay a little longer.” Alpha Jake shook his head. His face looked pale, his jaw tight. “I’m not feeling well. I don’t want to ruin the night.” I stepped forward quickly. “Alpha Jake—Jake—please,” I said, lowering my voice. “It’s my father’s birthday. Just a few more minutes.” He looked at me. Really looked at me. And for a second, I hoped. I hoped the oil had somehow worked. I hoped I could still win. But his eyes were empty.

Meredith: So, when's your birthday? Ellie: November 12th Sam: You turn 17 on November 12th? Ellie: Correct. Meredith: That's 2 months away. Ellie: Also correct. Sam: Well, first of all, we have to throw a party!!!!! And second of all, and perhaps most important of all? Well, anyway, that's Jake's birthday, too. You guys have the same birthday. That's weird, right? Meredith ... are you sure?

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general