Jojo Birthdays Novels & Stories

I took a quick shower and got dressed before answering her question. "There's an emergency! Fixed yourself and you can leave anytime you want. Just lock the door, okay? Goodbye!" I kissed her on the neck and immediately went down to the 7th floor and headed to Sheriz's unit. After just a few knocks she opened the door. "Oh? You are too early Daze? Come in" We went to the living room. "Is your birthday party went smoothly, last night? nothing strange happened?" I asked "Aside from Jacob leaving without saying goodbye, there is nothing else" She answered with a sad expression

“That’s right. I knew you did something, but I couldn’t remember what it was.” “Yeah, I’m just getting started, but I am already crazy busy.” “Yeah, I’ll come down and hang out. I’m sure Vivian will like that.” “Are you guys 18 yet?” Jo shook her head. “No. Our birthdays are actually on the same day in a few weeks.” “Oh? When is yours?” “July 7th.” Jo smiled. “A day before yours.” “My brother’s is the same day as mine. He will be 19 though.”

Mindy had been giggling as he tickled her, school work forgotten at the sight of her big brother who'd come home for the summer. "Oh sorry Jake this is Jacqueline we call her Jackie for short. Jackie this is my big brother Jake." I'd blushed bright pink and stuttered like a ninny, wishing the floor would open up and swallow me whole. It was the first time I'd realized the affect my parents' strict upbringing had had on my existence.

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!

“ Yes I am ” “ What's the secret ” Jojo said and Scott didn't want to tell her the reason for his happiness yet. “ Uh... You'll know soon ” He said. “ Hmm... Guess what ? ” Jojo said excitedly. “ I'm not good at guessing ” “ Just try ” “ Um...You had a good dream cause I did too ” “ Pftt no ” “ I told you I'm not good at guessing ” “ Alright.... Tommorow is my birthday ” Jojo giggled as she jumped up and down on the bed.

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

“That’s like a month from now. Well done, girl. Woman. Or um lady.” “I liked it better when you used to call me Mpumi.” ……………………………………………………………………………………… Meanwhile, Bowman was only stressing about the year coming to an end while his son was not found yet. “I’ll have Christmas without my son!” he cried. “This is bad. Very bad. I don’t want to start a new year without him, no. Oh!” “What? What is it?” Gibson asked. “It’s his birthday on the 1st of January! He won’t celebrate his 23rd birthday with me. Gibson, I’m trying very hard to believe that he’s still alive.”

I croaked out. “Mama, do you know what today is?” Zoe asked. From the corner of my mute eyes, I could see Zachary tugging her clothes and telling her not to talk, but she ignored him. My gaze flickered at Zion and Penelope, and they looked at Brianna, who whispered. “It’s their birthday.”

She had perhaps meant chirodin. Sharp at six, on 15th April of the same year, we met at the flyover again, on our sixth date. We had Uncle Chips and Thums up, cut a pastry with a transparent plastic fifteen centimetre ruler, blew sixteen match-sticks to celebrate her seventeenth birthday. The first day of Bohag Bihu was also Junali’s birthday. It still is.

I still remembered the year Carly was first brought home. Her past was so tragic that our entire family treated her like something precious. I was only six years old at the time. Dad told me, "She's your younger sister now. Protect her as you would protect your own eyes." I nodded firmly, making sure to engrave those words into my heart, one by one. Carly had been rescued from the ruins. Dad and Jacob had brought her back during one of their missions. She was the only survivor of a dying litter of rogue pups. Everyone called her resilient, saying she was a divine blessing—a pup favored by the Moon Goddess. I believed it, too.