Christmas. It has always been my most favorite time of the year. Back in Brooklyn, it meant lots of family over! MY grandma loved to bake things. She made lots of deserts like cookies, cakes, candies, and drinks. My uncle made a great turkey! He would cook it slow in the oven, which pissed off my grandma! They would fight over the oven.

There were also lots of games to be played. My favorite game was WAR. No. Not war like me and Gina used to play, but the card game. You dealt out to all the players and then you all placed one card face up. Who ever had the highest card got all the card's. You did this until one person got all the cards (the game took take up to 2 flippin hours!)

I miss those days. Now at the Ackerman's house, during the week before Christmas all hell would break lose! Mom always was out shopping or whatever she does when she's out and Andy, as usual, was with her. For Dopey, Sleepy, and Dock, It meant almost non-stop-glued-to-the-television video games. The only acceptation was for breakfast, lunch, dinner, bathroom, and (sometimes) sleep!

As far as I was concerned, I wasn't going to like Christmas here at the Ackerman household

I laid up in my room, there was nothing (and I mean nothing!) to do here. I was about to turn over and take a nap when, suddenly, Jesse materialized at the foot of my bed. I looked up at him. I always seemed to feel better when he came around.

" Hey Jesse." I said looking up at him with a smile

"Suze……" He had a very serious look on his face. " I have something to tell you."

I look at him " And what would that be?" He sat down by the foot of my bed, He just looked at the ground. I came and sat next to him, and no! Its not what your thinking! It wasn't a romantic sitting next to him (I wish it was, but beggars cant be choosers!) I could tell he was worried. "Jesse? What's wrong?"

"You promise you wont hate me after I tell you?"

Before I could answer I heard a Knock at the door. I had no Idea who it was. It couldn't be reporters, that was long and gone! I couldn't think of who it could be. I felt a tug on my neck of my jacket. Jesse was trying to hold me back!

"Jesse! What is with you?"

"Suze! You cant open that door!" I had to push Jesse off if I was ever going to open the door. I heard Jeese tell me to stop.

As soon as I opened the door, I knew I should have listened to Jesse.

There Standing on my porch, was Paul.