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Chapter 11
Esme's POV:
The next morning(Christmas)...
"Wake up Esme," Clara said, shaking me.
I looked at my clock. "But it's only 8:30,"I whined. "Leave me alone and let me go back to sleep."
"But, it's Christmas morning," Clara said.
"I don't care," I replied. "I'm very tired and I want to sleep."
Clara rolled her eyes, and walked to the window. She opened the curtains, letting the sunlight enter the room.
I put the blanket over my head. "Close those curtains," I said. "I'm trying to sleep!"
"If you want them closed, then get up and closed them yourself."
I groaned, and got up, then closed the curtains.
"Well, now that you're up I can give you your present," she replied. She walked up to the closet, opened the door, and grabbed something that was shaped like a square and wrapped in wrapping paper.
"Here," she said. "This is for you."
I opened the present. It was a small purple book that had my name on it. I opened the book, and saw that the pages were blank. I think it is a diary. "Is this a diary?" I asked Clara.
"Yeah," she replied. "Do you like it?"
"Yes," I replied. "Thank you Clara."
"You're welcome," she replied. "Do you have anything for me?"
"Yep," I replied. I walked over to the dresser, opened one of the drawers, and pulled out a box that was wrapped in wrapping paper. "Merry Christmas," I said, handing her the box.
She opened it. Inside was the dressss that I bought her a couple of days ago.
"This is beautiful," she said, taking the dress out of the box. "Thank you. I'm going to wear it tonight at the Christmas party. Well, I got to go Esme. I promised to help decorate for the Christmas party."
"Okay," I replied. "See you later Clara," I said.
"Adios Esme," she said, then walked out of the room. As soon as she left, I went back to sleep.
Later that night...
Clara and I were getting ready for the Christmas party. I was having trouble deciding what to wear.
"Clara, which dress should I wear?" I asked her. "The green dress or the red dress?"
"The green dress," Clara replied.
"Okay," I said. "Which earrings do you think will look better with this dress?" The gold hoops or the silver hoops?"
"The silver hoops," she replied.
"Okay, thanks" I changed into my dress, the put on the silver hoops. I looked in my closet, and took out three pairs of shoes.
"Which shoes do you think would look best with my dress?"
"The white stilettos," she replied. "Why do you keep on asking me so many questions on what to wear? Have you forget how to dress?"
"No," I replied. I'm asking you because I want to look perfect tonight."
"Whatever," she replied. "Are you ready to go yet?"
"Yes," I replied. As we were walking toward the door, I realized that I almost forgot about something.
"Wait Clara," I said, then ran to my bed and took a small box wrapped in wrapping paper that was under my bed. "I almost forget Olaf's present."
Olaf's POV:
I was sitting at a table in the back of the room at the Christmas Party. I was waiting for Esme to come. After a couple of minutes, I saw Esme entering the party. She looked amazing tonight. She was wearing a green, sleaveless dress and white stilettos. I waved at her as she started walking towards the table. She waved back.
"Hi darling," Esme said, then sat down at the table. "How are you?"
"I'm doing fine," I replied. "You look very lovely tonight."
"Thank you," she replied.
"I have something for you," I told Esme, then tooked a small box out of my pocket. "Merry Christmas, Esme."
"Thank you," she said, then opened the box. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "These are very beautiful. They must have been really expensive."
"Yeah, they were. I had to use some of the money I was saving to buy me a new watch, so I can get you your present," I said.
"Well, you don't have to worry about getting a new watch," she said, then tooke a box out of her purse. "Merry Christmas Olaf," she said handing me the box.
I opened it. I was suprised about what was in the box. It was a twelve karat gold watch.
"Thank you Esme," I said. This is very nice and expensive. How were you able to afford it?"
"I sold my emerald ring to get the money to buy your watch," she replied.
"You sold your ring, just to get me this?" I asked
"Yes, but it was worth it," Esme replied.
"Thank you," I said, then kissed her on the cheek. "Do you want to dance?"
"Sure," she replied.
We danced for most of the night. At 11:30, I walked Esme back to her room.
"I had a good time tonight," Esme said.
"Me too," I replied. "Thank you for the watch."
"Your welcome," she replied. "Thank you for the earrings.
I was about to leave, until I noticed that Esme and I were standing under mistletoe.
"Look Esme," I said. "We're standing under mistletoe."
"That mistletoe wasn't under there earlier," Esme said. "Clara must have put it there."
"Well, we're under mistletoe, so you know what that means," I said, then kissed Esme. Esme kissed me back. It was a really wonderful kiss.
"Well, goodnight Olaf," Esme said, and walked into her room.
"Goodnight Esme," I replied.
