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Noah looked like he didn't register what I said until we almost reached our locker. "I can't believe it. Another year has flown by just like that." He cracked his knuckles almost like he was nervous. "What do we get her this year? Has she said anything about a party? I don't think she has. She would have definitely started passing out invitations again if she was. But it's weird she hasn't said anything."

Noah was like this all morning, even moaning that without Kaylee in our first class, we would have to wait until break to ask around. I pointed out that he could just text her, but he didn't like the idea.

At our nutrition break, we had fifteen minutes to get a snack from our lockers and then look for Alisha. We found her among friends, snacking on a bag on pretzels.

"Hey, Alisha." Noah approached. He nodded at the other girls in greeting, but immediately got to the point. "What are you doing for your birthday this year? No party?"