His Betrothed

I looked at everyone, smiling, singing me a "Happy Birthday." I can't wait for them to finish and listen to them sing as I stare at my birthday cake with 5 candles lit on it. All I can think of is making my wish that I can't wait to wish for as I blow all those candles. It is on the 8th of September and it's my 5th birthday today. Everyone brought huge gifts that I cannot wait to open, most of them probably are stuffed toys and Barbie dolls which I have a lot of but it doesn't matter because I can't wait to play with them all.

"Happy birthday dear, Jean... Happy birthday to you!" The song finally ended. I excitedly blew all the candles and closed my eyes and whispered my wish in my head.

I wish that every day is my birthday so that I'll have more gifts and birthday cakes!

After making my wish, I opened my eyes and giggled as everyone cheered and clapped for me. I can always have everything I want. All I do is ask my Father about it. My parents love me very much and we live in a big house. They'll do anything to make me happy but most of the time they are busy doing work that's why they compensate for it by giving me anything that I want.

My mom held out her hand to me and asked me to come with her. I pouted and pointed at the cake because all I wanted was to eat it. The cake is pink and I can imagine it tasting like strawberries. My mom laughed, "You can have a slice later dear, I just want you to meet someone."

I groaned and held onto her hand and followed her. She led me to an old man holding a kid with him. The old man looks scary, he looks so serious. He looks like he could eat me at any moment. The kid, on the other hand, looks a little taller than me. He has straight brown hair with pretty green eyes, his lips were flushed like roses. I looked at my mom and try to cover my mouth from the two people and whispered, "Mommy, who are they?"

"That is Mr. Moretti dear and that is his son, Matteo. Say hi to them love."

I looked at them and gave them a huge smile, enough to show all of my teeth, and held out my hand for a handshake, "Hi! I'm Jean! Nice to meet you!" Matteo seemed to be shy, he is so silent. He is just like his dad having a straight face. Isn't my birthday party enjoyable enough?

After holding my hand out for about 5 seconds now, he finally shook my hand saying monotonously, "Hello, I'm Matteo. Happy Birthday." He handed me a small gift which I am disappointed by how small it is but I took it anyway.

"Why so serious? It's my birthday and you look sad. Come on let's eat cake!" I said holding my hand out to him and he was just standing there staring at it. I sighed and grabbed his hand and pulled him to come with me to the table. Auntie Hilda was there talking to the other guests. I tapped on her arm to get her attention. She turned to me and smiled, "Yes, Jean?"

"Auntie Hilda, can you slice us some cake. We're hungry." I pouted and batted my eyelashes. She laughed and grabbed a knife to cut us some slices. "Make it big Auntie!" I said as I pulled a chair out for Matteo to sit in. "You sit here," I instructed him and he silently obliged and I sat at my chair. Auntie gave us the cakes alongside with a fork. "Enjoy dear!" she said and continued speaking to her friend.

"So how old are you?" I asked him as I eat big bites from my cake. He ignored me and just ate the cake slowly. I sighed, slightly getting annoyed, "Don't you have any friends? Why are you so qu—"

"I'm seven." He said cutting me off,

"See, you can talk. I'm five. But you already know that now, hehe. Where do you live?" I asked,

"I'm just right down the street."

"Really? That's great! We could go out and play after school!" I said excitedly,

"I don't like going out."

"Too bad, you're my friend now. You will always be going out." I taunted him,

"I'm not your—" he was about to say but I cut him off, "Your name is too long, I'll call you Matt instead okay?" He was just staring at me confused but he just nodded instead.