Okay, we're going to skip a few days so that its the day of his birthday and his party. And he's at school.

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"Good morning BCHS, we are eating Papa John's Pizza today in order to celebrate our future Alpha, Stephen McLaney's 16th birthday. Or you can have a salad. Your choice. Everyone is invited to his birthday party tonight at 6:00 PM. Tonight is the full moon. The party is going to be wild. Have a good day." As the intercom signed off, Mr. Lewis murmured a happy birthday to me, then dismissed the class. 

I ran to Mr. Brett's room and immediately started playing on my phone. I looked up once or twice when he changed the PowerPoint to the next slide to take down the science notes, but otherwise, my attention remained focused on my phone. I was basically working on this story that I was writing. When the bell rang, it actually surprised me. I jumped up, grabbed my bag Andean yo my next classes. 

Lunchtime, one of the best times of the day. Why? You get to eat!!!! I quickly stepped into the hot lunch line and grabbed double pizza, what I normally had when there was a pizza day. The lunch ladies smiled at me before handing me A WHOLE BOX OF SPECIALIZED PIZZA!!!! They laughed at me and I looked down and realized why, I was jumping up and down in excitement. I guess they usually don't see me get really excited. I took the box to Matt and I's table and opened it eagerly. It was hand-tossed pizza with Canadian bacon, chorizo, sausage, bacon, pepperoni, extra cheese, and the crust was stuffed with bacon. The crust also had a garlicky seasoning on it. I quickly took a bite out of it and immediately sighed. It was like eating a piece of heaven. Matt came over with his 4 slices of regular meat lovers pizza and groaned. "Everyone's treating you special on your 16th birthday." 

"I know, don't you wish it were your's again?" I asked him. "Yeah, I kinda do." he told me. I nodded and we ate the rest of our lunches in peace.

The afternoon classes flew by after lunch, and when the final bell rang, I shot up from Mr. Billeaud's intriguing lesson in English and ran to my car. Jason was right there,  as usual, and I threw my bag in and sped off to thehouse where my mom would give me a delicious snack. 

Sure enough, when we got to the house, mom was waiting by the door holding a plate of her special Cookie Monsters. They were kind of like a doozie, but they were made out of 2 chocolate chip cookies and in the middle there was a syrup mixed with triple fudge icing. On the outside of the icing mixture, there were chocolate sprinkles. I smiled parked the car, grabbed my bag and ran to her, taking one more than Jason could. 

She laughed at me and told me to go upstairs, where I had three presents from her waiting. I shoved one of my Monsters in my mouth and ran up the stairs three at a time pausing before my door. I opened the door slowly and went to the presents.