Jack
I practically danced down the stairs on my way to get some breakfast for me and my mate. My mate! I was so happy I was right, and I loved that I could now call her that. Maybe not to her face yet, but very soon, I hoped.
" Happy Birthday Jack!" My mum was busy cooking in the kitchen when I walked in. Drew was sitting at the counter watching her with pure love in his eyes.
My mum put down the spoon she was using and gave me a huge hug.
" I can't believe my two babies are eighteen!" She said as she hugged me.
" Happy Birthday, Son," Drew said, standing up from the counter. My mum let go of me to allow Drew to shake my hand and pat me on the back.
" Thank you." I hadn't stopped grinning since I walked in.
" I know it's your birthday, and it's a big one, but I don't think i have ev
