The Birthweek Song

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October,

Tori and I were sitting on the staircase, our laptops out, looking up birthday presents for Trina's upcoming birthweek... yea you didn't hear wrong, I said birthweek.

"No."

"Nope." I said clicking off a tab.

"No! Uch, no! Hey!"

"Wha-"

"No!" She clicked off a tab, not finding what she was looking for.

"Hey Tori, Y/n" "Hi" Cat and Robbie greeted, walking down the stairs.

"Yea, hey, hi"

"Hello." I greeted them, glancing at them.

"Whatcha doin?" Cat asked, looking between us.

"Hey." Tori said again, not at all focusing on them.

"Looking something up." I said, not really paying attention either.

"Hey, what up girls. Ya got a numb tongue?" Rex said, making us glance up.

"Alright, that's a time out mister!" Robbie and Cat smushed him in Robbie's bag as Rex yelled, "No, no timeout! Don't you put me in this backpack! I'm serious Rob."

"Hey what goes on?" Andre greeted coming into the school.

"We were gonna get some iced coffee." Robbie said, smiling.

"I thought coffee made you vibrate?" Andre asked him.

"Sometimes it's nice." He shrugged.

"Oh, a massage helmet! A stylish helmet that massages your head. That sounds fun, right?" Tori asked us, glancing around.

"She already has that Tor." I told her.

"It could be." Cat said as Robbie and Andre muttered out responses.

"Aw, It's awful!" She whined.

"I hate helmets." "It's a bad thing." Cat and Andre commented.

"Awe!"

"Why is she all—"

"Because it's only 3 days until Trina's birthweek." I told them, closing my laptop.

"Her birthweek?" Cat questioned, now sitting by Tori, leaning on her slightly.

"You mean her birthDAY?" Robbie corrected.

"Yeaa, you guys don't know our sister, she thinks one day isn't enough celebration, so she calls it her birthweek! And if we don't get an amazing gift, we're gonna have to listen to her complain about it for the next 6 months." Tori explained.

"Yep." I agreed.

"All right, chill down, we'll help you through this." Andre said, walking closer to the stairs, putting his backpack down.

"Totally" Robbie said sitting by me.

"The perfect present for Trina."

"Something amazing." He said as we all sat thinking.

"Just get the massage helmet!" Rex spoke from inside Robbie's bag, making Tori kick him.

"Ow! My ribs!" Rex exclaimed.

"Ribs?" I muttered making Robbie look at me.

I shrugged.

I shrugged

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