Hotel California

"What the hell are you doing in my room? And so early?" I asked pissed off.
"I was just trying to congratulate you"
"Oh its okay mom, but why didn’t you wait until I came down? Or at least until I got dressed? Ill still I’m my pijamas"
"i’m sorry Alex"

Yeah, my mom had ‘broken inside’ my room, Saturday at 6 in the morning, just to tell me happy birthday? Oh yeah I will ask for world peace when I get to be president.
If that was the beginning of my birthday, I didn’t really want to know how it was going to finish.
Mom hugged me. And for the first time in a long time, I felt that her love was sincere and not faked for other people to see.

"Happy Birthday Alexandra"
"Thanks Mom"
"I made French toast, your favourite. "
"Really?" I asked surprised. I think only Mikey did that for me.
"Don’t take to long or it’ll get cold.”

What the fuck is going on? Mom was being nice, and besides she made something I love? This was going to be a strange birthday.
The breakfast was actually pretty nice. Mostly because I was eating French toast and we where not fighting about anything.
Mom looked decided to make this day good for me.

"You know? I’ve been thinking about all those things I have said against Michael"
"Mikey mom his name is Mikey, and those things you said are all a lie"
"Yeah that’s what I’m talking about. It’s just that I think I was wrong about him. I haven’t noticed how good he is to you. "
"Maybe because he loves me like a sister?”
"Yes, because if you think about it, you two are like siblings, nothing else"
"What are you trying to say mom?” I asked irritated by her conclusions.
"You and him, there isn’t anything else… more intimate?”
Okay if everything was going all right she had just fucked it up.
"No mom, the only thing between Mikey and me is a great friendship. And no I’m not having sex with him if that’s what you're getting to"
"Yes I know, its just curiosity"

What was left of the breakfast passed in silence? Yes the lovely Linda York had just made my morning miserable.

I went up to my room and changed my clothes. I dressed in black jeans, a pink t-shirt and white converse. When I was applying eyeliner to my eyes, something that by the way I was doing with a lot of enthusiasm that say and in abundant quantities, my cell phone rang.

"HAPPEEE BIRDAAAII TUU YUUU!!”
"For the love of god Mikey, stop singing! If you want to give me something let it be my hearing! "I said sarcastically.
"HA HA so funny. Ill just let you go because you’re the birthday girl" he laughed a little "okay I made some plans for today. Can I come over now? "
"Yup, im done"
"All right ill be right there.”

It had been almost a month since the school incident. People at school didn’t give much attention to me. Thank god that cheerleader got pregnant. If it wasn’t for her the rest of the cheerleaders and the other students at my school would have finished crushing my all-ready-low self steem and not hers. Yeah I know poor kid (the girl & the baby she was expecting) but if you think about it really hard, she messed up harder than I did.

I was grabbing some stuff I needed and packing it up in my messenger bag when my mom knocked on my door.
"Alex, there’s someone looking for you"
"yeah, tell him to come in"
I thought she was talking about Mikey, but it was tom. With a big wrapped box in his hands.
"Happy birthday Alex" said tom while hugging me.
"Thanks"
"I brought you something. Im not sure you’ll like it but open it"
I opened the box and inside there was a drawing notebook with a cute cover, a pencil box full with drawing crayons and coal pencils. And a little box that had a wine colored pen with black stripes.
"Its perfect tom thank you" I said hugging him again.
"You know? I was about to ask you out today, but im almost sure that you already have plans with Mikey… so how about tomorrow? "
"Sounds good, thanks again tom"
"It’s okay. Well gotta go. See ya tomorrow"

I said goodbye to tom; Mikey was taking his sweet time getting to my house, so I started tidying up my room. I know my birthday; I shouldn’t be cleaning, boring. But it was extremely necessary. So I took out my IPod and plugged the earphones in my ears and starting picking up random stuff from the floor while singing and dancing to the tune of the distillers. Weird much?

Suddenly I screamed and turned around seeing Mikey smiling his pretty ass off.

"Dammit Michael! You scared me!" I yelled before taking off my earphones.
"Calm down Madonna, I knocked on the door but you didn’t answer"
"You’re so funny" I said sarcastically, making a face at him.
"Come here!” he hugged me tight "happy birthday Madonna"
"For your information it wasn’t Madonna, it was Brody Dalle… so change my name or ill kick your ass" we laughed "but thanks"
"Ready?”
"Yeash, what do you have in mind?”
"It’s a surprise Madonna"
"I told you!”

Well I wasn’t really going to kick his ass, he would obviously win. So I just tickled him… until he was squirming on the floor.
"All right Way. Let’s go."
If he was calling me Madonna, which I hated cuz well I hated Madonna. I would call him by his last name, something he hated even more than being called Michael.

"Did you have breakfast?” asked Mikey while we were getting inside his car.
"Yep"
"But I know you won’t turn down starbucks.”
"Are you crazy? The day I say no to starbucks… shoot me"
"Ill try not to go to the extreme, but oh-kay.”
He drove us to heaven I mean starbucks, we ordered and on our way we went. Definitely everything was going perfect.
"Now what?" I asked him.
"We have to go to my house"
We arrived and like always, his house was deserted.
"Lets go upstairs."

We went up to his room and on top of his bed there was a black and white wrapped box.
"All yours"
"Its too big don’t you think?"
"OPEN IT!"

I really loved this kid, he knew all about me and the things I wanted to have. Inside the box there was a guitar hero III with a pretty black guitar, a Emily the strange blouse and what I wanted for almost a month… Pretty. Odd. from Panic at the Disco.

"OH MY GOD! Thank you Mikey! " I ran to him and hugged him hanging from his neck. "it’s the best gift I have ever gotten! "
"Im glad you like it"
"Like it? I love it! It’s awesome! "

It was a little weird admitting this but the kid cooked better than me. Mainly because he did like doing it.
"They’re so cute!" I said when I saw a mountain of cupcakes made and decored by Mikey himself.
"I don’t like cakes, but making a bunch of these things and put them together it’s the closest I could get."
Mikey had placed 18 candles inside the cupcakes and lit them up.
"Allright, blow and wish for something"
I thought a little about what I could ask for. I smiled and blew them out.
"What did you ask for?" asked Mikey curiously.
"I can’t tell you or will never come true" I grinned at him.
"Cheater!"
"Shut up and eat these things"

I would never tell him what I had asked for. That would ruin everything, besides It would take the fun away from it.

So… do you want to know what I wished for?
I can’t tell you, or it will never come true.