31) We Should Have Leonardo Dicaprio's Oscar

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"You guys are insane," Sam mused, staring at the cake. I'm starting to get concerned about his eyes, they've been staring at cake for five whole minutes without blinking and now they're watering.

"Don't say that, Lauren is the one who brought the cake," Luke defended himself, pointing at me.

"Because you two forgot to get the cake," I argued. "Who the hell forgets to get the cake?"

"You forgot the cake?!" Nena angrily asked.

"Do you really think that I can carry a ten layer cake?!" Chase pointed out.

"Was that why you didn't give us a ride yesterday?" Sam asked. "I knew I saw something in the back seat."

"Yup," I said, giving the two imbeciles who were with him a hard stare. They almost blew my cover yesterday and didn't get a spank. Looking down, I saw the sun shining brighter on the cake, making the frosting melt a little.

Nana came in with eighteen candles and lit them for Sam to blow. "We are doing this the old fashioned way," I decided. "EVERYONE GET YOUR ASSES HERE!"

The adults had shocked faces on but slowly obliged, circling around Sam. I think they're scared to say no to me. "Now we sing happy birthday. Y'all seriously act like you've never done this before. Seriously-"

A large mouthful of cake was shoved into my mouth, interrupting my scolding. "Really Sam?" I asked with a mouthful of cake.

"Anytime princess," he cheekily grinned, blowing out the candles as everyone sang the birthday song. "Where did you get this cake anyway?"

"At a bakery," I shrugged. "It seemed appropriate for the occasion."

"It's taller than Drew," he deadpanned, pointing towards the child who was measuring his height from the cake.

"Exactly, appropriate for the occasion. Which flavor do you want to try first?"

"Is there cheesecake?" he asked, inspecting the frosted cake. It was covered with the flavors that suited the cake the best. You can thank Coco for that.

"Of course," I scoffed, cutting out a piece of the bottom layer. The people started to leave when we disfigured the once beautiful cake. What a bunch of clean freaks.

He shoved the cheesecake that was covered with strawberry frosting and moaned, sending a weird feeling throughout my body. "This is amazing," he grinning, digging his nails in the cake and eating more.

"You guys are so gross," Lena said in a disgusted voice. "I swear there are plates and spoons rights over there and you idiots act like animals."

Everyone continued to ignore her and devoured the cake, even James Ryder. "Stop setting a foul mood," he scolded his daughter.

"She's not wrong," Elisa defended, crossing her arms and standing in between her daughter and 'daughter-in-law." "Stop eating like pigs, we have guests here and they're leaving."

"Elisa," Nana warned, eating the cake with us. That was enough to get her to scramble away. Go Nana London. She and James walked behind her, probably to give her another warning.

"This is not what I expected when I came here," a voice said in an amused tone. We all looked up to see Trent throw his gift in a large pile and sit down with us, digging in. Katherine and Lena decided to sit in the circle surrounding the cake but were chewing on a leaf from the salad.

"Yummy," he groaned. "I could kiss the life out of whoever brought this."

"No thank you," I tightly smiled back. "I'm pretty sure Blake wouldn't appreciate it. Me too."

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