Author Note: I know that it's only November and it's not even Thanksgiving yet, but I wanted to get a head start on my Christmas story. All of the characters are around the ages 6 to 13 years old. Paloma and Martin are in this story. This story is not based on Hidden Passions.
Snow began to fall on the streets of Harmony. Shops were getting ready to close. Christmas was only two weeks away and the citizens of Harmony were becoming anxious. Christmas was the most celebrated holiday in Harmony. The riches family, the Cranes, threw a Christmas ball for the most elite citizens in Harmony. Although the common people were unable to join the festivities of the Crane ball, they were able to watch from their homes. Almost everyone in Harmony had a Christmas tree in their home. This however was not true for the Lopez-Fitzgerald family.
Pilar and Martin Fitzgerald-Gerald told their kids not to worry about not having a tree. All they needed in life was each other; that's was the only thing that mattered. It was ten o'clock at night and Pilar had just gotten off from work. The children were asleep except of Paloma. She was up watching T.V; she paid no attention to her mother's angry expression at seeing her daughter up so late.
"Why aren't you asleep like all the rest?" Pilar asked her.
"I'm not tired; besides, I'm sixteen and should be aloud to stay up late." Paloma said.
"Paloma you know the rules. Tonight's a school night and you're suppose to be in bed at nine o'clock." Pilar said to her.
"Mom come on. Why do I have to go to bed at nine why can't I stay up later?" Paloma asked her.
"It's the rule. If I let you go around breaking the rules then I have to let your brothers and sister do the same. Theresa is already taking after you way too much. She's need a sister that listens and takes responsibilities for her actions; not someone who disobeys her mother every chance she gets." Pilar said.
"Mother would you listen to yourself. Theresa is only seven years old. She deserves to have some fun. You don't let her have any fun at all." Paloma said.
"Paloma, taking Theresa out on a school night and not bringing her back until nine-thirty is not appropriate. I was worried sick when I came home to find you had taken Theresa out." Pilar said.
"Mother you don't have time to take her out. You won't even let her play with any of her friends. Mother I know that you mean well, but Antonio, Luis, and Theresa need less rules and more freedoms." Paloma said.
"Paloma I am in no mood to argue with you. Next thing you will be telling me is that my three year old son needs to stay up as late as he wants. Paloma go to bed. We'll discuss your punishment tomorrow." Pilar said to her.
"But mama..."
"Paloma go now." Pilar said.
Paloma went to her room that she shared with Theresa. Theresa opened her eyes when she saw her sister come into the room.
"Where have you been?" Theresa asked.
"I was watching T.V. What are you still doing up?" Paloma asked her.
"I was watching the snow storm from the window. I wish mama would let me play outside in the snow." Theresa said.
Paloma felt bad for her siblings. She never understood why her parents were so strict when it came to hanging out with their friends. The only time Theresa was able to hang out with anyone was when they went over to the Russell's; and that was not often. Whitney was way too busy with her tennis career making it impossible for her to have any friends at all. T.C Russell spent more time with his seven year old daughter than he ever did with his three year old daughter. Paloma heard her mother close her door and go to bed. She turned to Theresa and smiled.
"Theresa would you like to go outside and play in the snow?" She asked her.
"I don't think we're aloud to go outside when it's dark." Theresa said.
"Mama will never know. She's gone to bed. Come on Theresa, it'll be fun." Paloma said.
"Well, as long as we don't get into trouble then I guess so." Theresa said.
The girls got up from their bed, put on the winter clothes, and climbed out of the window.
Ethan lay in his bed. He couldn't fall asleep. In two weeks his fun would be over with. He would be shipped off to boarding school soon. While his mother anticipated the ball, so she could show off the latest fashion, he was dreading it more and more. The ball was his last night of freedom. He felt guilty for thinking this way. While he was whining about how he had only two weeks of freedom left, Sheridan was stuck in Paris by herself. She only gets one night of freedom. He hoped that one day Sheridan would experience happiness and freedom. He turned around on his side and went to sleep.
Martin Fitzgerald came home and saw his two daughters playing outside in the snow. It was late and they must have snuck out on their own. He parked the car and went over to them. When they saw him their eyes filled with terror. He didn't say anything he just picked up snow and chucked it at them. They began playing with their father. While their brothers and mother soundly slept.
Like I said I'm not going by Hidden Passions. I know that the ages are probably way off but that's the way I wanted it.
Snow began to fall on the streets of Harmony. Shops were getting ready to close. Christmas was only two weeks away and the citizens of Harmony were becoming anxious. Christmas was the most celebrated holiday in Harmony. The riches family, the Cranes, threw a Christmas ball for the most elite citizens in Harmony. Although the common people were unable to join the festivities of the Crane ball, they were able to watch from their homes. Almost everyone in Harmony had a Christmas tree in their home. This however was not true for the Lopez-Fitzgerald family.
Pilar and Martin Fitzgerald-Gerald told their kids not to worry about not having a tree. All they needed in life was each other; that's was the only thing that mattered. It was ten o'clock at night and Pilar had just gotten off from work. The children were asleep except of Paloma. She was up watching T.V; she paid no attention to her mother's angry expression at seeing her daughter up so late.
"Why aren't you asleep like all the rest?" Pilar asked her.
"I'm not tired; besides, I'm sixteen and should be aloud to stay up late." Paloma said.
"Paloma you know the rules. Tonight's a school night and you're suppose to be in bed at nine o'clock." Pilar said to her.
"Mom come on. Why do I have to go to bed at nine why can't I stay up later?" Paloma asked her.
"It's the rule. If I let you go around breaking the rules then I have to let your brothers and sister do the same. Theresa is already taking after you way too much. She's need a sister that listens and takes responsibilities for her actions; not someone who disobeys her mother every chance she gets." Pilar said.
"Mother would you listen to yourself. Theresa is only seven years old. She deserves to have some fun. You don't let her have any fun at all." Paloma said.
"Paloma, taking Theresa out on a school night and not bringing her back until nine-thirty is not appropriate. I was worried sick when I came home to find you had taken Theresa out." Pilar said.
"Mother you don't have time to take her out. You won't even let her play with any of her friends. Mother I know that you mean well, but Antonio, Luis, and Theresa need less rules and more freedoms." Paloma said.
"Paloma I am in no mood to argue with you. Next thing you will be telling me is that my three year old son needs to stay up as late as he wants. Paloma go to bed. We'll discuss your punishment tomorrow." Pilar said to her.
"But mama..."
"Paloma go now." Pilar said.
Paloma went to her room that she shared with Theresa. Theresa opened her eyes when she saw her sister come into the room.
"Where have you been?" Theresa asked.
"I was watching T.V. What are you still doing up?" Paloma asked her.
"I was watching the snow storm from the window. I wish mama would let me play outside in the snow." Theresa said.
Paloma felt bad for her siblings. She never understood why her parents were so strict when it came to hanging out with their friends. The only time Theresa was able to hang out with anyone was when they went over to the Russell's; and that was not often. Whitney was way too busy with her tennis career making it impossible for her to have any friends at all. T.C Russell spent more time with his seven year old daughter than he ever did with his three year old daughter. Paloma heard her mother close her door and go to bed. She turned to Theresa and smiled.
"Theresa would you like to go outside and play in the snow?" She asked her.
"I don't think we're aloud to go outside when it's dark." Theresa said.
"Mama will never know. She's gone to bed. Come on Theresa, it'll be fun." Paloma said.
"Well, as long as we don't get into trouble then I guess so." Theresa said.
The girls got up from their bed, put on the winter clothes, and climbed out of the window.
Ethan lay in his bed. He couldn't fall asleep. In two weeks his fun would be over with. He would be shipped off to boarding school soon. While his mother anticipated the ball, so she could show off the latest fashion, he was dreading it more and more. The ball was his last night of freedom. He felt guilty for thinking this way. While he was whining about how he had only two weeks of freedom left, Sheridan was stuck in Paris by herself. She only gets one night of freedom. He hoped that one day Sheridan would experience happiness and freedom. He turned around on his side and went to sleep.
Martin Fitzgerald came home and saw his two daughters playing outside in the snow. It was late and they must have snuck out on their own. He parked the car and went over to them. When they saw him their eyes filled with terror. He didn't say anything he just picked up snow and chucked it at them. They began playing with their father. While their brothers and mother soundly slept.
Like I said I'm not going by Hidden Passions. I know that the ages are probably way off but that's the way I wanted it.