Sonic Birthdays Novels & Stories

] Jason: [You’re turning 20, you should be hyped. Alicia: [I guess you’re right but being born on Valentine’s Day is a bit cringe.] Jason: [I think it shows how great of a person you are. Being born on the month and day of love shows how much love you have to give unless I’m saying stupid things ;) but, let me know if you want anything so I can make your birthday special for you.] A chance has presented itself. And that chance, Alici must take. Alicia: [Actually, there is something I want, Jason.]

" 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

"You said early birthday gift so when's your birthday?" "Next month 25th, yours?" "So I'm older than you" I giggled. "My birthday was on the 6th of March" "Are you always this delusional?" Kai had an amused look on his face. "You turned 18 this year and I'm turning 19 this year on the 25th of June." Kill Joy. "I don't care" I rolled my eyes. "I'm older than you"

and it was true; they immediately pointed to Soffia, who sat in middle row number two. "Because it's someone's birthday today, let's sing a song for Soffia." Sienna started leading the happy birthday song for Soffia. Sofia didn't expect that her exact 7th birthday would be celebrated by so many people. From the beginning, Soffia never celebrated her birthday. "Happy birthday, Soffia...." Soffia's classmates congratulated Soffia on her seventh birthday.

"I'll help you get a handle on the rest in time." "Alright." Sierra agreed. "Next Monday is the twenty-sixth of August," Anna remembered her daughter's birthday clearly. "Do you want to celebrate at home, or should we go out?" Sierra paused. Twenty-sixth of August. The day after her birthday was John's birthday. In the past, they always chose the night of the twenty-sixth to celebrate. Once she finished her birthday, it would be his turn. "Let's do it at home." "Alright."

I happily settled beside him, buckling up as he pulled away. "Missed you at school today," he said, replacing his sunglasses and turning down the booming of the radio. "I wanted to wish you happy birthday." "Thanks," I said and blushed. Damn it. I'm sure he noticed, but he was way too nice to say. *** "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR SYD!" The last of the traditional birthday song blared through Johnny's as my friends howled it in horrendous, ear-bleeding volume, with absolutely no regard to key or pitch. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"

~SANDY~ 15th of June, that's when I celebrate by birthday every year. Back when my dad was still alive, he would take me to a karaoke kids club and I would sing my heart out for hours. I didn't have the best singing voice, but I loved to sing. I told Alfred about this when we were kids, and he made sure to keep the tradition alive. He wanted me to always be happy on my birthdays, and out of everyone, he always gave me the best gifts.

The moment the screen went dark, a piece of my heart went with it. In the past, my birthdays were never quiet. Because my birthday is November 8th and Cassian's is October 28th. I'm a November Scorpio, and he's an October Scorpio. Cassian hated socializing and almost never celebrated his birthday, so from the time I was a teenager, I would drag him into my celebrations. I insisted he blow out the candles and make a wish with me. Gradually, everyone around us assumed the same—we shared a zodiac sign, and we always spent our birthdays together.

It is giving me a hard time. “You are born in October, the year 1996 the 11th of the month. We- we celebrated your debut… the only thing that is missing that time is… is the debutant. You- you are not there to be seen by the world.” He said and his face turns so gloomy. “My written birthdate is on November 10, 1997. We didn’t celebrate my debut and not even my birthday.” I said as I try to divert his attention away from me.

‘’It’s your birthday too,’’ He reminded. Sophia’s eyes widened for a second as she realised. ‘’Oh, yes it is,’’ She signed. Her parents were so indulged into the engagement that they’d forgotten about her 20th birthday. When she wasn’t a teenager anymore. She tried to avoid the hurt that accompanied with the thought that her birthday wasn’t prioritized. ‘’It’s alright, pearl and I will take you out tonight after the ceremony. We’ll celebrate your birthday,’’ Miles said making sure he sounded gentle.