CORA PHILLIPS
I thought of everything at once but the party. From the picnic we had with the birthday gift his grandma gave to him, to the butterflies that swam in my belly when he fed me a slice of cheesecake and wiped the crumbs off the side of my mouth. Not to steal his thunder but I did feel like we were celebrating my birthday not his. I almost anticipated my own birthday. Almost.
"Can I invite Xander to the party?" I asked him when I could not put it out of my mind any longer.
"Not if i already invited him."
"You invited him first before me?" I don't know why that was important to ask, maybe I was just being petty. Else it didn't matter.
"Not really.. should that matter?"
I shrug. It did not matter, Xander was also his friend. I was just looking for an excuse to back out of
