Harry's POV
My birthday's supposed to be fun,right? wrong. Since I was 5,it's always been Marcel and James's birthday,not,Marcel,James,and Harry's birthday.I got up.15.My 15th birthday,but nobody cared.I sat at the table,or,rather,I tried.There were only 4 chairs,ames destroyed mine with his party last week.I stood where my chair should've been.
"Happy birthday Marcel."My mom said,hugging Marcel.one of my 2 brothers.we're triplets.
"Hey! It's my birthday,too!"My bad boy brother,james,yelled.
"Of corse! how could I forget you!"My mom said.James smirked,knowing My mom had forgotten me....again.
"happy birthday,you two."My dad said.
I cleared my throat,trying not to cry like I speant all my birthdays.My family looked at me,"It's still my birthday."I said,my voice cracking.
"Oh,yeah,happy birthday Harry."My mom and dad said.
My day can only get worse.
I was right.
Marcel,James,and I got to school.ames was surrounded by his crew,all yelling happy birthdays.Marcel was surrounded by his squadrent,all yelling happy birthdays.I was surrounded by nobody,saying nothing.
I got to my locker,right between my brothers,tons of birthday notes fell from their lockers,nothing from mine.
"Still no friends?"James smirked.
"Here,you want a card?"Marcel asked,handing me one of his from a preveous year.
I shut my locker and walked to class.
Invisibility isn't always a fun superpower.

Notes

I'm hosting a co-auther contest of anyone's interested. jusr message my with a little about how you wright,what you wright,and how often you will wright.