Suddenly something hits me. I'm so surprised that I choke when I take a bite.
Elliot bolts from his seat and starts slapping my back. He looks anxious.
When I give the signal that it's okay again, he sits back down relieved. "Are you OK?" He asks concerned.
I think it's cute that he's so concerned.
"Yeah, I'm okay." I say and take a sip of my drink. "I just suddenly realized that my birthday is not next week, but today." I say. "Yes, I think you're right." He answers and gets up and walks around the table. "Happy Birthday." He says smiling and kissing me on the cheek. "And what do you want to do on your birthday?" He asks. I have to think for a moment. There's not much we can do, we can't risk being seen by someone from school or other people we know. "I think, to spend the day her
