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We're still on the welcome part. I stepped further and my heart skipped. The cake is three layers tall. With ivory and gold leaves, fresh white orchids cascading down the side. To my left is Dad, standing beside Trevor's parents. Dad looked so amazing in his suit. Standing out. He blew a kiss and I caught it laughing, Then I heard squealing behind me. “Kehlani!”

I whispered urgently, “but could you please get me some of that cake? It looks incredible.” "You sure are glutinous Terisa, Still think about food In a situation like this," Ms Oma replied with a small smile across her lips. “We all know Terisa is with Drake,” Mr. Peter continued, turning to me. “She wouldn’t accept something like that, right?” “Wow,” I muttered. “That cake looks really good.So Creamy I'm sure it's Vanilla” “Terisa!” everyone called at once. “Accept what?” I asked, frowning. “I heard ‘acceptance.’ What exactly am I supposed to be accepting?”

It was recess, so the hallway was packed. The principal and teachers that happened to be passing by were drawn over by the commotion. Dad smiled apologetically and took my hand. "What's wrong, Yvonne? Did something upset you? Here, I bought you a strawberry cake, it's your favorite..." I grabbed the cake and threw it on the floor. The pretty cake immediately turned into a mess. "Get lost! You think you can buy me off with a cake? In your dreams! Nobody wants your lousy cake!"

“The penthouse had rules. This house doesn’t.” At 2:00 the singing started. Off-key. Loud. Forty people crammed into the backyard. Kael stood behind the tiny table with the cake. One candle. Pink frosting. Lila in his arms, wearing a romper with ducks on it. The same ducks from her first onesie. Adia stood next to him, phone out, recording. “Happy birthday to you,” everyone sang. Lila clapped. Cake was already on her fingers. Kael leaned down. “Make a wish, baby.” Lila blew. Missed. Tried again. Got it on the third try.

Turning around, I clapped my hands to seize back their attention over me and urged forming a blissful smile thar made their faces awestruck, " Let's cut the cake boys. It's party time. "

He would grow up to be a heartbreaker. "Mom, can you help me put it back on?" Zac spread out his hand. In his palm was the good luck charm that I had thrown into the trash can. I stared at the good luck charm in a trance. Miley's action was faster than mine. She pushed Zac's hand away and said, "I saw on TV that you have to do a lot of difficult things to get this good luck charm. You ruined such a good thing, yet now, you have the nerve to ask Mom to put it back on you?"

My dad placed his cake at the center. “Judging time!” Ava announced. We all tasted everything. Ava and Malik’s creation? Somewhere between brownie and cookie. Surprisingly edible. Adrian and Zendaya’s cake? Moist and balanced. Denise and Dominic’s pastries? Professional. My dad’s cake? Comforting. Warm. Classic. And ours? Well. Malik took one bite of the lava cake and leaned against the counter dramatically. “I see heaven.” Alex, who had returned after being exiled, pointed accusingly. “You two cheated.”

They had rushed out here this early just to do this little crazy thing for me. My throat tightened again, harder this time. “You guys…” I managed, but the rest dissolved into the air. Tyler clapped his hands. “Cake at sunrise! New pack tradition!” “It is not a new tradition,” I said, unable to stop my smile. “It totally is,” Joe declared. “Someone cut it before Patty eats the whole thing,” Allen added, narrowing her eyes at him. “I’m not a monster,” Patty huffed. “But you’re probably right. Y’all should cut that before I pounce.”

She said while giggling softly. "What did you call me?" I pouted. She laughed. "Quel, you look cute!" She exclaimed. "Just go and sit on the blanket. You still have to blow your cake." I took out the cake from the box and lit the candle. The candle was already melting slowly but she was still staring at the text on the cake. It says; "Happy Birthday, Moon." She looked above and I did the same. We saw the giant full moon. Athijha closed her eyes with a smile on her lips. She sure loves to wish upon the moon. I wonder what it is.

I agreed. I carried my cake carefully. Luna opened the door for me. We headed to the living room. Upon reaching the living room, I placed my cake on the table. Luna went to the speaker to connect music while I went to the bar to get some drinks. As the music began, we started dancing cheerfully. I twirled around abandon while Luna, clad in a sparkling blue dress swayed to the beat with a wide grin on her face. The room was filled with the sounds of our laughter. Our dance was full of energy, as we moved together in perfect synchronicity. Our steps and movements complimented each other perfectly. We spun around each other, our arms outstretched, and then Luna embraced me, we were both beaming