"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear juara! Happy birthday to you!" The sound of my friends cheering and singing rang through my ears. I couldn't help but smile, It seems like I've been waiting on this day since I was 18. This was the day I met total freedom, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Hurry make a wish!" my best friend shouted. Her name is Jessie. She's been there for me since day one. Truly my rock. I then closed my eyes and and blew out the candles on my giant vanilla cupcake. Today I felt special, like I was on cloud 9 and nothing could bring me down. All of a sudden I felt icing getting smashed on to the side of my face pulling me out of my thoughts. "Happy birthday bitch finally 21" my friend Tina giggled while dragging her finger across my face to spread the icing. A wide smile spread across my face before I got up from the table excusing myself. I walked towards the bathroom and started to wipe my face when something caught my attention, not so much of a something but a someone. Making complete eye contact i examined his demeanor. He was tall with kind of an off Carmel skin tone, the way he dressed was kind of exotic, but the thing that stood out the most was his light hazel eyes and his freshly cut hair.
As soon as I caught myself starring I tried to walk around him. "Wait hol' up" the mysterious man said. The voice that stopped my worrying conscience and made my heart race at the same time. I stopped in my tracks.
"what's your name"
"J- juara.." I said barely above a whisper.
"Juara?"
"Yea.." I could feel my confidence draining with every passing second. I hung my head low and continued to try to wipe the slowly crusting icing from my face with the tip of my fingers.
"Well juara it was nice meeting you i guess.." He said as he reached over and grabbed a couple napkins from a near by table. I grabbed them from him slowly as he held them out to me. I wiped the side of my face then tried to walk around him capped in embarrassment. I could feel his eyes watching me as I walked into the bathroom.
{ 2 days later 12:00 pm}
" girl stop trippin' , you always worried about somethin', you need to let loose for real because.." Jessie said playfully. I chuckled a little still thinking about the night of my birthday party. I ran my hands through my short slightly Crinkly honey-blonde hair and looked at jessi faking a smile. I could tell by the way that she looked at me she wasn't buying the expression on my face.
Jessi heavily sighed then said " c'mon hun bun lets go get something to eat" slightly dragging her words. I wanted to ask where but I thought against it. Listening to her tone I could tell she wasn't in the mood to debate with me on where to go and neither was I. I simply got up and a put on my all black vans along with an purple shirt and my slightly clawed denim blue jean jacket.
About ten minutes we arrived at a place named "egg" a place most famous for their pancakes in my town. Me and jessi got settled at a booth near a wide window that had given the view of a semi-packed parking lot. I looked around the restaurant searching for a nearby waiter or waitress but then I caught a glance of someone I had once saw before. It was the guy I met at the place I held my birthday party. I could tell he saw me too because I noticed him starting to walk over. I quickly turned my head and buried my head between the two pages of the thickly laminated menu.
*** boys pov ***
It was her the girl I saw only two days before. I couldn't believe that I was seeing her again. I remember the first time I saw her. Her small frame, her cute short hair, and her smile .. Her freckles, and her big big brown eyes. She was something I had to have. I saw her with her friend, one of the ones I saw her hanging with only days before. I walked over to her table and tapped the edge of it. Both of the girls looked at me, her friend giving me a look of disgust.
" what the fuck, do you need some thing?" her friend huffed as I turned my attention juara. "Do you know this nigga juara ?" She said as she violently looked me up and down raising her voice a little.
Juara turned her attention towards me and spoke softly saying " y-yea it's the boy I told you about not to long ago"
" you were talking about me?" I questioned as a smirk began to grow on my face.
"It was nothing"she responded adding a little attitude to the tone of her voice.
"Oh .. Well I just came to say hi and give you my name and maybe my number, I wanted to give it to you the first time I saw you but you ran off too fast" i chuckled a little while trying to gain eye contact with her. She looked away then back over at me and said "what's your name"
"Jerome" i said in response to her question. She nodded then turned back to her friend.
"So can I have your number ?" She nodded then held out her hand. I assumed she was asking for my phone so I pulled it out of my pocket and unlocked it, I placed my phone in her hand and watched as she inserted her number and handed the phone back to me.
"Are you done?!" Her friend spat at me.
"Yea.." I turned around and walked away letting a smile smile creep on to my face.
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Birthday girl.
Teen FictionI see different people every day, different parts of the world, hear new languages, living in a new home every other week or so. Mingle with the rich, hang with the poor. Worth a lot to some people, hundreds, thousands,millions. Abuse me.. Use me...