Chapter 33
Christmas
Sorry, this chapter will be a little short. I couldn't really think of anything, whereas, I don't really celebrate Christmas, and I was kind of on blah. Anyhow, I think I only have a few POV's in this one. So with that being said, everyone will be in the next chapter, which will be the New Years eve party. Also, reviewer "A" made a good point about Abbie's living situation, so I will more than likely make that my last POV.
(Natalie)
As we reached the end of the Christmas concert, I had my solo, in which, Mr. Shue had arranged. I close my eyes and take a quick breath, and then begin to sing.
Where are you Christmas
Why can't I find you
Why have you gone away
Where is the laughter
You used to bring me
Why can't I hear music play
My world is changing
I'm rearranging
Does that mean Christmas changes too
I saw my family in the front row, I doubted that they had actually wanted to be there, the looks on their faces had proved that. Then I saw my brother, and seemed relieved. Tonight, I would place the presents underneath the tree, and pretend that Santa had placed them there.
Christmas is here
Everywhere, oh
Christmas is here
If you care, oh
If there is love in your heart and your mind
You will feel like Christmas all the time
Christmas was about family, and my brother was going to get a Christmas he deserved. I made a vow, that I promised I would keep. I finished the last line of the song, and waited for the applause, and bowed, and then joined the church goers.
"You sounded great Nat," my father told me, but he didn't sound so sure.
"Thanks dad," I tell him, and then he gives me a hug, though it seemed fake.
"Would you mind if we leave early? I have something's I have to do," I tell my parents.
"Can I help you set up for Santa?" asks Niall, who knew what I was getting at.
"You sure can, and we can even track him on NORAD," I announce happily to my brother.
"Alright, we can leave, if you would like," my mother agrees. I wonder to myself why they were suddenly acting so nice. Why they were acting like parents. I didn't dare ask, I was actually liking this.
"I'll be right back, let me say, goodbye to Mr. Shue first," I announce happily, as I head his and Ms. Pillsbury's way. Then we say our goodbye's and Merry Christmas's, and I head back to my parents to get Niall ready for his Christmas.
(Violet)
"Merry Christmas!" I hear Tayson announce excitedly as I walk inside the house from the Christmas concert. When I realized it was him, I ran up to him excitedly and gave him a hug.
"Can't breath, I'm your brother, not a teddy bear," I tells me with the breath had to tell me with.
"Sorry, it's just that you're home, and it's Christmas eve," I tell him, as we head upstairs.
"Where's dad?" he asks wondering, as he notices that our father isn't home.
"Working again. Since mom left, he gets drunk every now and then, and avoids holidays at all costs," I tell him, as we enter the room.
"So, you celebrate Christmas alone watching Christmas movies," he guesses, now knowing that he had just touched a soar subject.
"Something like that, unless Corey comes around, and since him and I are boycotting each other, I don't see that happening, and please don't ask about that," I tell him, as we both sit on my bed. "Enough depressing Christmas eve talk, you're home, and this naked Christmas tree wannabe needs decorating. I'll be right back with pretzels and eggnog," I add, as I get up.
When I get back, I see that he has the Christmas lights on the tree.
"You took forever, and I got bored," he explained, as he plugged the lights in, and giving the small bedroom some light.
"It looks great," I tell him, as I place the bag on pretzels on the bed and the jug of eggnog on the floor.
"Thanks, I only had a Dalton Academy lobby to decorate once," he tells me, as he pushes some of his idol hair back.
"We have a member who used to be in the Warblers, but transferred to McKinley so he could be in a school with his boyfriend," I tell him, as I pick up one of my Jack Skellington ornaments, and place it on the tree.
"Must have been before I went there, because, that story doesn't sound familiar," he tells me, then he begins to put another set lights on, and begins to sing.
Rocking around the Christmas tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
every couple tries to stop
"That would be gross, and besides, we don't have mistletoe," I point out sarcastically.
"No, but you totally want to sing this song with me," he tells me, as though, he could read my mind.
"Not really," I answer him, rolling my eyes, and then join in, because, I knew he wouldn't want it any other way.
You will get a sentimental
feeling when you hear
Voices singing let's be jolly,
deck the halls with boughs of holly
Then we finish the song, as in a carol together.
Rocking around the Christmas tree,
have a happy holiday
Everyone dancing merrily
in the new old-fashioned way
"We're missing the star, would you like to do honors?" he asks, as he grabs the star out of the box, and hands me the star.
"We both can," I tell him, as I decide that we could both place the star on the tree. "It's our first Christmas together in five years," I add, as I smile, and then plug in the Star, adding a yellow color to the room.
"Sorry, if I had known that I was going to see you for Christmas, I would have gone Christmas shopping," I tell him, as I sit back down on my bed, and we start to watch Die Hard.
"Are you kidding? This is the coolest Christmas I've had in five years," he tells me.
(DJ)
I sit at my laptop, using Skype with my family. Remembering that the American celebration was different compared to the one in Germany. Our Christmas night, was officially now another day in Germany. Long version short, in Germany, Christmas eve is Christmas.
"Sing me something," my little sister begs on the video chat. So I scan the room, and find Finn's guitar, and bring it over, sit down and then strum.
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
wie treu sind deine Blätter!
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerszeit,
nein auch im Winter, wenn es schneit.
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
wie treu sind deine Blätter!
Then I hear clapping from behind me. I knew it wasn't Katie, because, I wouldn't see her until the New Years eve party, when all of us would be meeting up again, so we could have the bowling match, and then go watch the fireworks in town. Tonight meant Skyping with my family.
"This was my room when I moved in here," the unfamiliar person tells me, then I quickly turn my attention back to my mom and little sister.
"Mama, I will Skype you again tomorrow," I tell her in German, and then sign off, then turn my attention back to the teenaged boy that I didn't know.
"I'm Finn, by the way. Sorry about interrupting your Skype conversation," he adds, as he walks in closer to where I am in the bedroom.
"Yeah, Burt has talked about you," I tell him honestly.
"You should come meet Kurt, he's down in the living room, and besides, we'll end up singing Christmas songs, and exchange gifts," he tells me.
"It's nine o'clock, and back home, it's already the day after Christmas, and since you probably already know, I'm DJ," I tell him, as though he needed to know.
"Frohe Weihnachten!" I announce in German, as we reach the living room, and I see the boy who I had assumed was Kurt, and another girl I didn't know.
"Merry Christmas!" protested Hero, as I sat down beside her. "That's Rachel, and that's Kurt," she announces introducing the two people that I didn't know.
"Are we ready for some gifts?" Finn asks, as he grabs some drumsticks, and sits down on the couch next to Rachel, and grabs an empty bucket, and turns it upside down, and begins to use the bucket as drums, and then begins to sing, as Carole begins to hand out some gifts.
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.
Carole had given me first present. I opened it to find a box, just a simple box, and then I shook it, and heard a rattle.
"Open it," Hero whispered to me, as Finn continued to sing and play. Then I smile and open it. Guitar picks. Not just any guitar picks, Pokémon Guitar Picks.
"Thanks," I whisper back to Hero, and give her a quick hug. Then we all watched as Carole gave Hero her present. The way she had reacted when it was given to her, it wasn't from anyone in the house, so I assumed it could have been either, Daz or Corey. When she opened it, it was set of all the Seven Realms saga.
I played my best for Him
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum
The He smiled at me
Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
"So who bought the books?" I asked Hero afterward Finn finished singing. "Let me guess, it wasn't Daz, so it had to be Corey," I guess when she didn't answer. At this point, everyone had been talking among themselves.
"No, it's not from either of them," she tells me, as she grabs a candy cane Hershey kiss.
"Then who is it from?" I ask wondering. I couldn't figure anyone to suspect, and then Kurt's cell phone went off, and then he heads into the kitchen for privacy.
"Would you expect, Blake?" she asks me, as she grabs another Candy Cane Hershey.
"That was the last person, I would have expected," I tell her, as Carole hands me another present.
"Exactly, and that's why I'm going to find out why he gave it to me," she tells me, as I open up my present, and find out that I had gotten a mini German flag, and I smiled.
"We saw that you didn't have something from home, and all so we decided to buy you something of home," Burt tells me, as I thank him and Carole.
"Another present for Hero," Carole announces happily as she hands Hero another present, and she opens it. One Tree Hill season one.
"Carole, do you and Burt have any candles?" she asks, as she places the DVD set beside her.
"We do," Burt answers for his wife.
"I was wondering if we could place a couple of candles in the windows, or by the fireplace in memory of my dad," she asks, as she gets up from her spot on the couch.
"We can do that," Burt tells her, as he gets up, and heads to where he has the candles so they could set them up.
(Abbie)
I was glad that mom was home, even though it was Christmas, and not Hanukah. Sure, more often then not, she was at work, and Jake would be home with me, but still I was glad.
"Can we make a snowman, and later come inside, and watch the Polar Express?" I ask my three family members, who are in the living room with me.
"Yeah, Puck, we could invite Shelby and Beth, and have a family get together," Jake agrees, as he tried to get our older brother to do this.
"I mean, I know about Beth being related to us, and everything, I overheard you once," I add to the fix. "So it would kind of be Chrismukah," I add with a hopeful smile, and then as on queue the doorbell rings.
"Shelby. Beth, come in," our mother greets, as she gets the door.
"Abbbbbie," Beth comes over to me, and gives me the biggest hug that a little kid could give someone. I think. "Santa left me presents," she adds, more excited than she was before.
"He did?" I ask playing along.
"Yes he did," she tells me again, then as excited as she was, she began to sing, a song that I wouldn't have expected.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away
Then Shelby joined in, as though they had rehearsed this before they got here.
Here were are as in olden days,
happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
gather near to us once more
Then together they covered refrain again. It was so cute hearing my little sister, sing a Christmas song for us. She had the Puckerman's natural singing voice, and I suspected that Shelby had been giving her singing lessons.
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
When they were all done, all of us clapped for them. Then Beth went around and gave everyone hugs.
"Can we open Santa's presents for me now?" she asks curiously. Then we all head to the living room to watch Beth open up her presents. Then the phone rang, and no one was going to answer it at first, but the Jake answered the phone, when he looked depressed, I knew something was up.
"What is it?" I ask, sounding worried.
"It's Brent, he had a fight with his parents, and went out and got drunk," he said sounding worried.
"Is he…?" I couldn't find myself asking the last word that was in my head.
"No, but he rolled his car, and ended up in a ditch, their saying he has a twenty five percent chance," he tells me, letting me know that he was worried as much as I was.
"But it's Christmas, car accidents and fights aren't supposed to happen on Christmas," I tell him, almost wanting to cry.
"They can happen anytime, Abbz, and in this case, it was his own fault," he tells me. "C'mon lets go back, and spend sometime with Beth, before she goes home, and then if you want, I'll take you to the hospital, and see if they'll let us in," he tells me, as he braces me for a hug.
"I would like that," I tell him, before he head back in with the family.