-Every first of March speaks about a young vibrant damsel; Jane Hemsworth.

“Jane? Jane!”

“Coming,” Jane replied and hurried down the stairs with her bag in her arm.

“Happy Birthday daughter.” Sarah kissed her forehead.

“Thanks mom!” Jane replied, hugging her.

“So, what do I get today?” Jane asked with smiles.

“It’s very special so I can’t tell you.” Sarah replied with a wink.

“Hmmn, I see. Where is dad? I haven’t seen him this morning.”

“Well...uhm... he went to get some stuff.” Sarah stuttered.

“Some stuff? Huh! That’s odd.” Jane scoffed.

“That’s unlike him. He is always the first person to say me a wish before anyone else. Well, that’s not a problem but, when he’s back, tell him I’m mad at him.” Jane snapped. “Aww baby, don’t do that.”

“Fine! Then I’ll tell him myself."

“Ugh fine.” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“Hurry up and go to school. Your friends would be waiting for you and don’t forget to have fun.” She tickled her daughter playfully.

“Oh mom, stop that. I’m leaving now.” Jane freed herself.

“Okay, bye.” Sarah bade.

“Bye!” Jane yelled and stormed out of the house but before a twinkle of an eye, she was back in the house again.

“Forgot something?” Sarah perked her brows up inquisitively as Jane walked around the house, her eyes darting from left to right.

“Of course.” Jane replied and suddenly halted as she picked something from the shelf.

Jane turned to face her mom, smiles covering her face as she said, “Voila.”She raised her hand up for Sarah to see what she was holding.

“Oh sh-t!” Sarah cursed.

“No no baby, don’t do this,” Sarah said as she ran after Jane around the house

“Mom Please I’m getting late.” Jane laughed.

“Just drop the keys, okay? There’s no way I’m letting you take that."

“Mom, I’m 18. You can’t decide for me anymore.” Jane giggled.

“Oh yeah, that’s true.” Sarah said and stopped chasing her.

“Phew! That was something mom. I know you are worried about me. You’re probably thinking that the cops would arrest me for underage driving ha-ha.”

“Yeah. Whatever.” Sarah raised her hands up in defeat.

“But wait, you still can’t take the car because I have to do some shopping.”

“I’m getting late already. See you later!" Jane said and hurriedly dashed out of the house and hopped into the car, Sarah running after her.

“How do you want me to do the shopping then?” Sarah yelled.

“Get a cab!” Jane yelled back and zoomed off.

“What a girl!” Sarah huffed and walked back into the house.

“Today is going to be awesome.” She smiled as she slumped herself on the couch.

***

At the school, Jane’s friends; Bella, Carl, Dylan and Chloe, all gathered, waiting for her to turn up.

“Yo Bella, what’s up with Jane? Haven’t seen her this morning,” Carl said.

“Yeah! I’m sure she’s on her way ‘coz she didn’t text me that she won’t be coming,” Bella responded.

“Guys?” Chloe called their attention. “Isn’t that Jane waving at us?”

They all turned to the direction Chloe was pointing at and Bella gasped.

“OMG! She’s driving.” Bella yelled and waved back at her.

“Wow! I almost forgot she’s now 18,” Dylan said.

“Yeah. Go baby.” Chloe shouted as Jane was about parking.

“Whoa, you can do it.” Bella yelled and Jane screamed out of excitement.

She was about parking properly when she accidentally bumped into something behind her.

“Oh no! She hit a car.” Dylan gasped.

Jane stepped out of the car and saw the damage she had done. The front light of the car she bumped into has broken with a little dent on the car.

“What the f-ck!” Jane sighed as she walked up to meet her friends.

“Did you see that?” Jane asked with her brows up.

“Of course we did but it’s not gonna cost much to get it fixed,” Carl replied.

“Wait guys, isn’t that Vivian’s car?” Chloe asked.

They all looked at each other and busted into laughter at the same time.

“Ha-ha. I hit it right on the spot,” Jane said

“Serves her right.” Bella chortled.

“Happy Birthday, girl,” they chorused

“Aww thanks guys. You are the best people I have had in my life. And you know what? We are gonna party tonight. Today is going to be the best day of my life."