Ponyboy Curtis Birthday Novels & Stories

Frankie blushed and the boys scoffed "Guys,,,we are in June right?" Trent asked "Yes why?" Seven asked "What do you mean why? Your birthday is coming up by September,,you and Frankie" Trent said and the boys screamed "Can't believe Seven always forget his birthday" Rocky smiled "Can't wait,can't wait,,some people are turning 18" Jerry danced Frankie and Seven laughed "I'm getting a tattoo once I'm 18" Frankie said "I don't have any" Trent and Rocky said at a time

“No, I’m still trying to figure people out here, anyway let me get upstairs and start my homework” “Wait Harlem, I have something to ask you” “Ok what is it?” “Your birthday coming up soon, what would you like to do?” “I don’t know, probably a birthday cake and that it” “Son, you’re turning eighteen that a big milestone, you becoming a man I know you want to do something” “I did it just this will be the first birthday I’m spending without Jason we always go hanging out do teenage stuff” “I know, we will talk about it later.”

“Do you want to come with me?” “No,” she said quickly, then softened. “Thanks. But no. I need something that feels like mine today.” “I’m sorry about your dad… and your birthday.” “It’s not your fault my birthday falls on a dumb holiday,” Pony shook her head. “Besides… we’ll celebrate it together another day. But for today?” She grinned a little, wiping under her eyes. “I’ve got plans. My colleagues already lined something up for me, and I’ll hit Slammer’s by midnight. You know they still do our favorite? Peach margaritas and chili-glazed wings?”

“How old are you, Curtis?” Dobah asked, quite intrigued at the confidence of the young man. Not every son would be bold enough to go against his father, and yes it was different for the daughters. He knew his thinking was old fashioned, but that was the truth. “I am eighteen. Birthday party was a week before Derek's.” Curtis answered, curious as to why the man was interested in him now.

Curt is on the couch already dressed in a polo and nice jeans. "You and Leena have a date," I ask throwing my sleep deprived body into dad's favorite chair. "Ummm.. well today is Hailey's birthday. Shawn asked her....o-out but she made it a double date. So Leena and I are accompanying them," Curt explains while not meeting my eye. My breathe catches in my throat and pain stabs my heart. I check the dates in my mind, sure enough Dec 11th. I didn't message her Happy Birthday. Shawn....... I knew that guy liked her. I cough trying to get my voice back.

George Howard asks me with a smile. "I'm fine." I try to smile as if nothing happened. "I'm celebrating my birthday next Tuesday at 8 pm at Porter Hotel, do you want to come?" "Ah... I'll try to come. I might need to coordinate my schedule. As there is some family stuff to be dealt with, but I think I should be able to make it." George Howard has always taken care of me and is also my senior, I prefer to go to his birthday party. It's just that...

Carson came in with a half-eaten turkey leg, he took a huge bite and then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, like the slob he was. "Don't you dare try to butter me up. Carson, you have to cancel the party, I don't want it." "Look Luna, hear me out..." "No Carson. My birthday only reminds me of my father." After my Dad died, my birthday was just a reminder of his death, sad and miserable, so I stopped celebrating it. "I did not know that Lun-Lun, I was just excited and proud to share the same birthday with my Luna." "What? Your birthday is on October 31st?"

" Seeing the clear flicker of conflict on her face, I pressed harder, and she finally gave in. But Jared stepped forward from the side and hooked his pinky around hers before cautiously saying, "Naomi happily went to school this morning, Heather. You haven't heard anything about an accident from the school, so why is Miles suddenly asking for money the moment he comes home? "If Naomi's really sick, just cancel the birthday party package. I've never celebrated my birthday before, so I guess it doesn't matter anyway. "Though I've always envied people who throw lively parties to celebrate their birthdays, and this is the first birthday we will be celebrating together, it's fine. I guess I'm jus

“tomorrow is his birthday anyway, since his mom passed, we haven’t done any form of celebration for his birthday, I planned to celebrate this one, since sixteen is an important number, but then I had to cancel since he is in the hospital “ “who says we can’t celebrate it here?” Patricia shrugged “can we?” Morris raised his brows, inquisitively. “off course we can, and I say we should, let’s make it memorable for him” “I had lost hope on any form of celebration for him this year, but you are giving me hope” “I’m assuring you, let’s make possible” Patricia smiled “so how do we start making plans?” “first of I need you to say yes to this plan, then I’ll take it from there”

I would have chosen to wear my open cardigan If I had known. “So ummm…did Sebastian already tell you about our cousin's eighteenth birthday? mister Crown speaks. “No,” I reply. “Sebby hasn't told me anything about it.” “Birthday celebration will be on Saturday. I hope you guys can come.” Jordan digs his hands inside his pocket. He must have also feel the cold breeze. “I’ll ask Sebby.” I smile, and he smiles back. Then our eyes meet. His mouth quivers as if he's trying to say something. And as he is about to open his mouth, a man's voice intervenes.