Chapter 1: HAPPY BIRTHDAY FELICE!!!
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" was the first thing Felice heard when she woke up this morning. She put her hands over her ears, annoyed at the noise. She groaned, seeing all the people who were probably watching her sleep whilst they were waiting to "surprise" her. But she wasn't. They did this for literally all of her cousins, each and every one of their birthdays.
Well, almost.
Sometimes they'd miss it or something. But whatever. That wasn't relevant right now. Felice rubbed her eyes, squinting as the light pierced the corner of her eyes. She flinched as everyone smiled at her wide, fake smiles, each of them separately holding a present for her. For her.
"Oh wow, I didn't realize it's my 15th birthday, and I just got a super powerful power and an amazing world," Felice said sarcastically, yawning and stretching. Some of her aunts and uncles flinched, and her parents look annoyed, like aren't you grateful for this? annoyed. Mika, however, snickered, and the newborn baby in her fav aunt's arms laughed too, clapping her tiny, squishy baby hands together. Felice snickered too. They deserved to know how hurt Felice was when they almost just stopped celebrating her birthday at all, just because she didn't get a power or a world. Just because she wasn't that special, doesn't mean she wasn't a human being. It didn't mean she didn't have feelings.
Felice yawned, stretching, mumbling out, "...What time is it?" Her favorite aunt, Aurora White, smiled at her and replied swiftly, "just a few hours after my darling's feeding time. About 11:30 in the morning." Felice looked at her in surprise. "...then I guess I slept late." She mumbled out, getting out of bed and yawning again. "Can everyone get out?" she asked blandly, no filter. Her dad looked at her in surprise. Her mom seemed a bit frustrated. "....I need to change?" she added. One by one, each of her relatives filtered out of the room, mumbling to themselves (probably rude things about Felice herself). She got dressed, brushed her teeth, and yawned, stretching AGAIN as she made her way down the stairs.* The first thing she noticed was everyone scrambling to do something, muttering to themselves, pretending the whole ordeal in the morning didn't happen at all. Everyone except Mika, who Aunt Aurora let hold the newborn for a while. She looked so happy, Felice almost laughed. She guessed since, well, most of her family saw Mika as the reckless child... But not Aunt Aurora.
She was the 2nd oldest of the parents in the White family. Felice's mother was first; However, Aunt Aurora was always the kindest. Even when Felice didn't get a world, Aunt Aurora never ignored her or treated her different. That was why she was her favorite aunt.
Aunt Aurora went to go get something, and Mika almost ran up to Felice. She squealed out happily, "look at me! I think she likes me!" She rocked the baby from side to side, quite careful. Mika cooed at the baby. Felice almost burst out laughing.
She didn't have breakfast, since, well, she literally ate macaroni with Mika at midnight. She would prefer to keep that memory hidden, though. Felice walked into the living room, which, to her surprise, was filled with presents. "Huh... For me?" She mumbled, suspicious. "They never give presents to me. Must be for the newborn." Mika squealed. "I just realized Aunt Aurora didn't name the newborn yet! Oh my god, I gotta tell her!" She rushed upstairs, leaving the newborn with Felice. Startled, she carefully rocked the baby from side to side. It stared at her, leaving her uncomfortable. But she had a kind of mesmerizing aura.... "Aura." Felice mumbled. "That's the perfect name for you." The baby seemed to like it. She smiled, cooed, and reached out for Felice, who took her tiny, squishy hand.
She was startled after her dad called for her to sit down on the couch. She did. Mika came rushing back a few moments later, along with Aunt Aurora.
It turns out the presents ARE for Felice.
She opened each of them carefully, still suspicious this was a prank. But it wasn't. And they had a wonderful time, she guessed you could say.
Well, Felice's 17th birthday was great.
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