The New Girl

Chapter 16

Sunday, November 23, 2014

"Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to you!" Sam and I sang as mama came in after getting off at work early. I had a one tier birthday cake ready, but I was going to make another one for her while Sam and her were gone.

"Thanks y'all!" She hugged us.

"Your welcome! How old are you now? 21?" Sam asked. She smiled and smacked his arm.

"I'm 39 actually."

"Wow, you don't look like it." She looked at him like he was crazy. "It's true. You look 20 years younger."

"Well thank you Sam." She went up the stairs. I called after her,

"Get on some comfortable clothes mama! You and Sam are going somewhere!"

"Okay?" She called back down, confused. I laughed.

"What are y'all going to do anyway?" I asked. He shrugged.

"We might go get some hot chocolate, take her dancing," I looked at him, "I'm kidding. Anyway, I'll probably take her to her favorite store, Wal-mart! And buy her some clothe or what ever she wants. Then, I'll sing that song to her and we'll come back." He said. I nodded.

"Okay, I'm ready." Mama said as she walked down the stairs. Sam held out his arm and she took it.

"Milady, are you ready to go?"

"Ha ha, yes. I'm ready." She laughed. I kissed Sam and they left. I got some old clothes that I would never where out in public, and got all of the ingredients to make the cake. I was making a three tier cake, because the boys are huge and are pigs. As I had the liquids mixing, I texted everyone and told them to be here in ten minutes. I put all of the ingredients together for the cake batter, and put some in a little baking pan, a medium baking pan and a big one. By the time I put the cake in the oven, half of the group was here already.

"Hey, y'all." Most of them had presents in their arms. "Y'all can put that on the table over there." I pointed and started making a huge bowl of icing. I made my own icing, I don't know why but I do. We had some modeling chocolate for some reason so I used it to make little music notes to put on the cake.

"Do you need any help?" Rachel, Quinn and Mercedes asked.

"Um, yeah. Mercy, can you make about 20 more music notes?" She nodded and started making them. I turned to Rachel. "Can you start mixing the pink food die into that little bowl of icing?" She did and I turned to Quinn. "You can help me with the rest of the food if you want."

"What are you making?" She asked as she followed me to the cabinet where we kept the rubber gloves.

"Hamburgers and hot dogs."

"I'm don't eat meat!" Rachel called.

"I know, that's why I'm going to make a salad for you."

"Oh, okay. Thanks."

"No problem. Here," I gave Quinn some gloves and we sat at the island, since that was the only clear table in the kitchen at the moment. We started making the hamburger patties when Quinn asked me a question.

"So, how is everything with you and Sam?"

"Were pretty good. I mean, we got together a little over a month ago."

"That's good. Have you and him, ya know?"

"Oh, no girl. I'm a virgin and he hasn't tried anything. I plan to be one when I get married too."

"Good, don't. Because if you don't, you could end up having a baby like I did last year."

"You had a baby? You don't look like it."