Script For 18th Birthday Novels & Stories

I started laughing hysterically and they all began to join in, and within seconds everyone was in stitches. “Only you, could fall down the stairs on your birthday,” Tristan laughed as he helped me up. I giggled and shrugged as I steadied myself. I had completely forgotten that today was my eighteenth. Thoughts started swirling around in my head. I am eighteen now, I can finally find my mate, well once I've had my first shift that is. I wonder if it will happen today. Oh, I hope it doesn't hurt. I wonder what I will look like as a wolf.

DECLAN - I woke up to an endless vibration shaking the nightstand. My phone buzzed nonstop. My first breath felt heavier than usual, like something in me had shifted overnight. Eighteen. My eighteenth birthday, the turning point for someone like me. People called it the alpha threshold, a time when the power starts humming under your skin, ready to test just how strong you might be.

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.

He gives me a hug and soon he's gone. I turn to the door but Lewis blocks my way. "You haven't answered my question," he whines. "Yes," I say as I lightly move him aside, "it's coming up. Happy?" "Yes! I can throw a party for you!" He says. "There will be no need," I say as I take a seat. "Yes, there is! It's your eighteenth birthday!" says Lewis. He continues to drone on about how it's so important to celebrate the eighteenth, but for me, the options that are dealt me like playing cards appear. Ready to be used and utilized.

Beckoning an energy from nowhere, I yanked his hands away from my face and strutted out of the corner. "I miss you."Before I could finally get away, I think I heard something of the sort. I don't know but it got me to smile. **** Today marks the day I turned eighteen. It's today for me. Like, what more could I ask of? A surprise party was arranged for me without my knowledge, I received thousands of gifts from the pack members, my mother and I are fine now. It was as it everything has been set up, I'm so happy for this day. Most especially the fact that my friend was by my side all through, I feel really special.

I didn’t bother about that much. “So your wolf hasn’t woken up yet?” Vince asked me after a while. I nodded my head. “When are you turning eighteen? Usually a wolf would first emerge on that day.” “Just a couple of months away,” I said with a shrug. My birthday was never a big deal, as no one ever remembered that day. I had come to regard my birthday as just another day of the year over the years. Why get excited about becoming a year older when there was nothing to look forward to that day?

Wednesday October 23rd 2024 Today is the day that every teenageer dreams about all of their lives. A day that’s meant to be celebrated but I’m dreading every part of this day. Today is my 18th birthday, I haven’t told Aunt Sally and I’m not even sure if she even knew it in the first place. I don’t want to be celebrated for a life that I didn’t even want to live this past year. I spent my 17th birthday with him and it was a living hell that day, he made sure I knew just how “special” I was. Now the only birthday gift I want is to know he’s locked up in jail for the rest of his life.

Kate It’s November 25th, I wake up from my nap and hesitate getting out of bed. It’s my 18th birthday, but to me, it’s just another day. I’ve never really liked my birthday; no one remembers it anyway. Getting out of bed, I check my calendar. The basketball game is tonight. I’ve only been to one game and left at halftime out of boredom. Personally, I would rather spend my time taking photographs and listening to music. Yet here I was getting dressed to go, why? A feeling is pulling me to go tonight. I have to go and see why.

I say with a sheepish grin. “Ah, about that…” he takes out his phone. Unlike most Gen Zs, Gene has the flipped phone which his older foster brother just handed it to him. “Your mom messaged this morning. She said we should come to your house after school for your birthday.” “Wow, this is new. I m-mean…” I pause for a while. “I thought she has work for the whole evening?” “It’s because it’s your 18th birthday, Nina. It’s a special occasion, after all.”

And the song ends as we move back to our respective places. Bianca takes center stage. “Thank you to everyone who has made it to my birthday party, and thank you to the best brother ever for organizing this party. Now, we’ve got some competitions coming up, in honor of my eighteenth, we will have drinking and virtual driving competitions,” she announces.