"Happy birthday, Miles!" my brothers friends and I sang as we stood around the youngest member of the friend group. Even my friends joined in on the cheer. He had his head in his locker in embarrassment as people passed behind us in the hall, glancing curiously in his direction.
"Thanks guys, now please leave me alone," he muttered in a muffled voice.
"How does it feel to be sixteen?" Holden asked as he nudged Miles.
"You're such a wittle baby," Cam cooed, grabbing his cheek and pinching it lightly. He moved his face away from her as he glared at us.
"I always forget that you're, like, eleven," Axel replied as he stood beside me. Every time I glanced at him, I had flashbacks of the kiss and the awkward car situation that took place yesterday.
"I'm not, like, eleven," Miles retorted, g
