Ponyboy Curtis Birthday Novels & Stories

Cassy POV Unfortunately, the children’s plan to spend the weekend with their grandparents did not materialize because Mom and Dad told me they were leaving the next day. “Why? The kids’ birthday is only days away?” I could not hide the disappointment in my voice. The children look forward to having the family on their big day. They are excited to be turning four and will be celebrating their birthday with their father for the first time and hopefully with Caleb's side of the family. I was not sure about Caleb's mother, but Judge Kingston already gave us his word. He would be there.

I got in their car because Rustov will also take me later so I won't bother Kuya Edu anymore. "My cousin will pick you up later?" Janice asked smiling dog. "Yes ..." "Sana all!" I stared at him. "You're eighteen. You still can't have a boyfriend?" I asked. He just had his birthday in April. She didn't have a grand debut like me. Just an intimate dinner with his family abroad. That's exactly what he planned even when we were still in junior high. I was the only one who wanted this grand debut back then. "Wow. I can't believe you're the one telling me that now! You really have a love life, don't you?"

POV Petal My eighteenth birthday was yesterday. Today was Friday and there was a huge party planned in honor of my birth, even though I would only be allowed to attend the first part of it. By midnight, Margo and I would be ushered back to our room while the rest of the club drank and slept with the club girls. I gritted my teeth as I thought about it.

You’d think we’d been friends for years instead of weeks. “My birthday is in a few days. We’ll be celebrating on Saturday afternoon with a little picnic and some cake.” I opened my eyes and focused them on him. “I’d really like you to come.” “Is your birthday on Saturday?” he asked. I sensed a rejection, but did my best to act as if I didn’t feel it coming. “I’m eighteen on Friday, but mom thought Saturday afternoon was the better day for a picnic. Since I was born at 12:10 am, I will have been eighteen for a full day before we celebrate.”

“I’m looking for something to entertain my brother with. I take it you don't have a date to the performance?” Way to make a girl feel really special. “You don't need a date to enjoy good music,” she fired back at him, lifting her chin. “I’ll send you another dress,” Enzo said. “We’ll pick you up at — what time is the performance?” “No,” Lilith said emphatically. “Enzo, no. No new dress. Absolutely not. And you don’t need to pick me up.” she wouldn’t be able to face his driver again, let alone the backseat of the car. “We could just, you know, meet there. At the performing arts center.”

-Curtis: Toots, I want to see you in that daring black lace underwire bustier with cutout panties. I blushed with an exciting grin. -Me: Just name the time and I'll be ready for you. -Curtis: Eleven should be good. Most of these guys are usually in their own zones by then. -Me: Don't disappoint me, Curtis. I truly miss you. -Curtis: I am trying to get some days off so that I can have you to myself. I will officially make you mine when I get back. Are you ready to be marked by me?

He said. She chuckled "You'll have to get used to it. My dad's back now, and he won't be letting me come to see you guys as often as before." "Yeah" He smiled ruefully. "So Jason and Cassie's birthday is coming up this Saturday. I want to invite you." Maddie gaped "Hunters have birthdays? I thought you guys were too busy fighting the forces of darkness to care about something as trivial as parties" Ethan laughed "Actually Jason couldn't care less if it was his birthday. This is all proudly sponsored by Cassie."

Justin POV I did not expect Mike would forget the date today, which happened to be my birthday. But neither was I expecting his offer to ask me for help to spend his bonus on treating me. It was a bit extravagant to be taken, knowing how much he can get for a bonus on his gigs. I cannot help feeling so excited.

"Go, go , go shawty, it's yo birthday. We gon' party like it's yo birthday," I rapped, bobbing my head as I went down the stairs heading for the kitchen. I swear 50 cent's "In the club" is like a birthday anthem to every birthday boy or girl out there. It never got old and the words, although gibberish as they sound, were the perfect picture of how it was exactly to celebrate a birthday with style.

he asked. I shook my head. “Ouch.” He put his hand over his heart. “It was only the best day ever, in my mind. And you don’t even remember it?” I stared at the picture, trying to recall when it was taken. “It was your ninth birthday,” Dillon said, sauntering into the room. “Not the day of your birthday party, which was a lavish affair. My Little Pony themed, I think. But this picture was taken after, on your real birthday. Your parents took us all out for dinner, to a fancy restaurant because you insisted on having lobster. But when the lobster came, you took one look at it and started crying.”