Jean Kirstein Birthday Novels & Stories

She thinks carefully because of that message from his cousin. When Jostein is drinking a water, Keesha asked him. “I almost forgot, you and Caleb had the same birthday right?!” she guess it right! However, the young master almost spills the water that he is drinking, when hearing that from him. “Is it true?” the young lady Keesha excitingly asked him. Jostein De Vere has no other choice but to spill the tea to her. He solemnly agree with her as she smiles widely. “Then apologize to him! The both of you are now 26 afterwards!” the young lady keeps on cheering her hubby to the fullest.

“Are you doing something special for her? I know she doesn’t drink much and you don’t drink at all, but I bet she still wants to celebrate.” “I…” I feel my face flush. “I didn’t even realize it was June. Uh, what is a golden birthday?” “That’s when your age matches the date you were born. Kas is turning twenty-one. Her birthday is on the twenty-first.” Diane smiles. “Delilah is still on maternity leave, but I bet she would love to make a cake if you ask her.” “Yeah, I’ll probably do that.” My mind races. I have to do something special for Kas. She hates when I give her gifts. “Actually, Diane, do you think she would let you babysit while I take her off territory?”

Kuwain asked as they began walking back to her desk! “To what?” Jhonia asked? She seemed surprised as she sat down looking up at Kuwain. "To what and why you wanted the day off!?" Kuwain stated askingly. “Oh! So, my birthday is October the 27th. On my 18th birthday my parents were murdered! I don't celebrate my birthday. I moaned the death of my parents. This Thursday is my father's birthday, sorry. I would like to do it alone, but this could be the beginning of our friendship, you know, between you and I! Since I'm opening up to you, I don't always get that close to share my birthday with anyone.” Jhonia explains why she won't invite him, but she points out the aura of a new friendship!

Serena Cesantio I can say that today is one of the most exciting days because it's my birthday. Yes.. I'm 29 years old and time flies so fast that I still can't believe that I'm this old. I'm so excited to see my friends and have fun together because I made a birthday party which is a simple dinner with only 100 people. My family surprised me this morning with my favorite cheesecake and a beautiful necklace that I designed for me. I'm so thrilled to have the party tonight because it's been a long time since I've seen my friends.

I confessed, and she seemed to understand what I meant. The truth is, I'm not ready to face Sabina as my cousin. We don't get along, and I know she won't be happy to find out that we're actually cousins. "Sure, let's coincide it with your actual birthday, Keira," Mom said excitedly. "Really?" I had forgotten that my 25th birthday was approaching. "But can we keep the celebration low-key, please? I'd be happy just celebrating with you." Mom agreed, and I felt a sense of relief that we wouldn't have to have a lavish party.

I sorted for balance. “Where do you want to go for your birthday?” Okay, this is surprising. “Why? You want to cut the cake with me?” I flopped despite the joy I felt for his taking note of my birthday. “Can’t I?” “If only you wouldn’t be celebrating Rose Waldeen. Can you afford to miss it?” Rose Waldeen, the Tiktok drama-doll, shares the same birth date as me. And to add, it is her 15th birthday, the year all female teenagers go berserk for. I doubt Lucky Rogers would ditch that for my birthday.

I want to get out of here. “Fifteen, twelve, twenty-three. I can swear it’s a date but it doesn’t ring any bells. It’s not your birthday, neither is it your mum’s or your dad’s. So, tell me, what grand event took place on the fifteenth of December twenty-twenty-three that made the date of that day worthy of being Almighty Klein’s phone password?” Jasmine asks in a very enthusiastic tone, turning on her seat so that she is facing Klein. I am so sick of them.

Just like that life went on uneventfully. In a flash, another half a month passed. Today was already the second 22nd of July. It would be my birthday in two days. Beep, beep, beep “Hello, Kester!” Kester’s voice rang out from the phone. “Anya, you’re 25th. Birthday is in two days. How do you plan to celebrate?” “Well, there is no need to celebrate.” Kester sighed softly and said apologetically, “I am sorry. I may not able to rush back to celebrate your birthday with you. You won’t be angry with me, will you?”

We sat in silence for sometime, eating our own food. "Keith, how old are you?" He raised his eyebrows at my random question. "Just turned thirty seven about twenty day ago." "What?!" "Yeah. It was my birthday...on fifteenth August." "You didn't tell me?!" "Well, I didn't exactly wanted to go around telling everyone it was my birthday." "But still, you could've told me! How dare you not tell me. Gosh, and I thought we were friends." Keith snorted. "Some friend you are. Couldn't you have found out? After all you are the great Juliet Jenson. You never asked me either."

Cassandra grumbled, then she strutted inside the club too. Katherine stayed put in the car park for a minute. She was enjoying the cool air on the hot night. “What is going on between my friends?” She asked herself. Earlier she glimpsed a bench beside the bar when Cheryl was kissing Marla. With her eyes closed, she walked up to the bench, squeezing the bridge of her nose to ease her headache. It was midnight, and officially her birthday. She was born on August 24th at the stroke of midnight. “Happy fucking birthday to me,” she sighed, sitting down on the bench.