Date: December 25'th 2012 time: 5:00am
Christmas is Here
Haille POV
"Come on Laura! Please," I begged her.
"No. now go burn in hell and leave me alone," she told me as she started walking into her bathroom. I wrapped my arms and legs around one of her legs, and sat on her foot hoping to stop her from getting out of this.
"Come on Laura! Even Corrie is going to do it! We'll all look adorable together! Please," I continued begging her. She kicked her leg I was clutching on to hard enough to send me flying on to the bed next to Corrie.
"There is no way in hell I am dressing like a slut on Christmas! No way! Leave me out of this mess," Laura grumbled the last part as she ran into the bathroom and started a shower.
"Honestly Corrie. I don't understand why she's so against it! She'd look so pretty matching with us! … Corrie?" I looked over at her to find her asleep under the covers.
Damn it. No one listens to me, I thought.
No we listen. We just hate your ideas, my imaginary Laura told me in my head.
You're so mean to me! And I created you! Ingrate, I thought at my imaginary Laura.
You make up what I say to you idiot. So you're just blaming me for your own stupid thoughts. And if you don't like me so much then why do you bother thinking a conversation with me? You know what? Never mind. I can't take your stupidity anymore. Laura Out! thought the imaginary Laura… I made her too smart.
Turns out my argument had taken longer than I thought, because Laura came out of the bathroom. Her hair was even dry from using a hair dryer. I really was arguing in my head too long. Any ways~! Laura had her hair in a high ponytail, and was wearing a red, long sleeved, turtle neck sweater, red jean shorts, and a Santa hat!
"Aw," I cooed at Laura, "you dressed up for the occasion!"
Laura gave me a blank stare and said, "Well I wasn't going to wear anything like that." She nodded towards my short, strapless, red dress with white lace edging, and my Santa hat. In my defense I think it will be one heck of a wakeup call for the boys.
"I don't see why you don't want to wear something like this for your sweet Tony," I told Laura with a smirk. Her emotionless face didn't falter… she's good at card games for a reason… anyways!
"because unlike you I don't want to get pregnant for Christmas. I don't know; the thought of Pregnancy just doesn't sound like a nice gift," Laura told me bluntly.
Pregnancy, I thought, better known to women as The 9 Months of Hell Given by Men… yeah that doesn't sound like a nice gift… but I'm already dressed so whatever!
"oh well! Let's get Christmas started off right! You have the materials Laura?" I asked her. She pulled out a trumpet (borrowed from Laura's sister), 6 cans of silly string, 3 bottles of champagne, and stood in attention with a smirk on her face. I went over to Corrie and shook her awake. She jumped out of bed with a bright smile on her face. Christmas is here.
Time: 5:29am
Location: upstairs hallway
Third Person POV
All was peaceful in the hallway on that Christmas morning. Three girls in the hallway, all standing in front of a separate door. That is until the clock hit 5:30am. Within each males room 5 loud alarm clocks went off, all hidden well thanks to Laura. Laura put the trumpet to her lips and played a loud tune, made up by Laura on the spot (due to having no real knowledge on how to play a trumpet). Laura put down the trumpet and tossed two cans of silly string to each girl, keeping two for herself. The moment the doors opened all girls let loose the silly string on the males of the household. When the silly string canisters were out the girls tossed the cans to the side and picked up bottles of champagne. Each girl, shaking the bottles hard and fast, pulled the corks out to spray the men with the liquid.
By the time the girls of the house had finished their assault, the girls shouted out in unison, "MERRY CHRISTMAS!"
Corrie and Laura immediately bolted down to the living room while Haille, trying to run with them but couldn't do to Prussia jumping in her way of escape, was captured and dragged by France and Prussia to her room. THE TERROR!
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"I TOLD YOU THAT OUTFIT WOULD LEAD TO CHRISTMAS SEX!" Laura shouted from the living room.
Review Please! Hope you liked this chapter. I originally had something else planned but my good friend Haille told me to just BS what I write since my original idea was very short and not amusing… or not as amusing at least. If you have a chapter idea please put it in a review or PM me. THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO HAS REVIEWED SO FAR! YOU MAKE ME SO SPAZTASTIC WHEN I SEE A NEW REVIEW!