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Other than that, well, It's Christmas Eve! yay. Hope you enjoy it, but the big stuff isn't for another chapter. I'm sure you'll find something you'll like in this chapter though. Let me know if you don't.
Looking back I'm surprised I didn't talk about this. I mean, it's not like it was a last minute surprise. Marcus's family has come to visit for the holidays. His parents, his brother and his wife, and his niece and nephew arrived yesterday and they'll be staying until New Years. I'm not enjoying them being here. They're nice enough, I guess, but it means the mask has to be on pretty much twenty-four-fucking-seven. And I don't mean the good mask either.
His parents are pretty nice, though grandpa smells really heavily of cigar smoke. They treat me like their long lost granddaughter, which is kind of weird for me since I was four years old the last time I saw them and don't really remember them. But they knew me as a baby, and then when I went back to Daddy we kind of disappeared so they'd missed seeing me on holidays and get-togethers and stuff, so I guess I can understand where they're coming from.
His brother, Carl, is kind of cool, though he wants me to call him "Uncle Carl" and that just seems kind of weird. It's not like with grandpa and grandma, since well, everyone else either calls them "dad" or "grandpa" so it just feels natural. "Aunt" Jasmine is nice too, though she seems to be disappointed that I'm a "tomboy".
I like their son, Delton, he's like six or something and he loves roughhousing with me. Jasmin kept trying to get him to stop, but it was fun for both of us so she let it go. I think he keeps it up just to see how I flip him around. He thought it was hysterical when I held him up by his ankles. Jasmine wasn't that amused, at least until she saw we really where just playing. Carl was impressed by my strength and we actually had a talk about strength training. He's a fire fighter so it's important for him, more so than it is for Marcus.
My "cousin" Kiara however… I'm not fond of. She keeps trying to tease me about things, and treating me like I'm eight or something. She's just so fucking full of her self. So what if she's fifteen? That doesn't give her any right or reason to treat me like a child. I'd like hold herup by her heels. Right out a fucking window.
Anyway, I was able to talk Marcus into letting me keep my room, but I have to share it with Kiara. Grandma and Grandpa sleep on the fold out couch in the living room, and Carl, Jasmine, and Delton sleep on air mattresses in the basement work out room. It'll be a weird Christmas.
Speaking of which, I'm hiding from Marcus's Chrismas eve party. I don't know when he started throwing them, but apparently they're real popular with the force. Pretty much everybody there is a cop and Carl is trying to arm-wrestle his way through every single one of them. Delton, Kiara, and grandma and grandpa went out to see a movie. They invited me along but I opted out, preferring to not be stuck in a car with Kiara, so I've been sitting here in my room texting Dave.
Since we went over to Dave's house for Thanksgiving, Marcus wanted to return the favor and have them over for Christmas dinner. Mr. L was happy to accept, and was asked to bring some of those sausages as well. I don't think Marcus wants them for Christmas dinner, he's just using it as an excuse to ask him to make more.
I hope Dave and Mr. L get along with the rest of "my family". Mr. L probably won't have any problems, he and Marcus get along pretty well. I don't think Marcus' family is any harder to relate to… Kiara will probably find something to be a bitch about towards Dave though.
I've been waiting to give Dave his present since I'll be seeing him on Christmas, though it probably would have been easier when we were out the other night. I gave Todd and Marty their gifts though. They liked them and were really grateful, though they didn't have anything for me. Katie liked her card and had one for me too. It said, "Hope your Christmas is KICK-ASS!." And it had a drawing of Kick-Ass grinning and giving a thumbs up in a Santa hat. Dave wasn't amused. Katie seemed to think it was hilarious though. I don't know what made her pick that card, I'm sure it will be though, since I get to spend Christmas with the real thing and she's going out of town to visit relatives again.
Jessi and Angela's reactions couldn't have been more different(at first). Angela hugged me so hard I couldn't breathe while jumping up and down squeeing. I guess a hundred dollars was a little much. Jessi didn't want to accept the gift though. I don't know why, but I convinced her to just take it. When I finally convinced her to take it, she made Angela's hug look tame. She pretty much exploded and hugged me with both arms and a leg, and was rubbing her face against me like a cat on crack. I swear, the girl practically humped me in the lunch room.
When I finally pried her off of me she apologized for the hug and for not having anything for me.
Some dick yelled, "Do it again!" and the only thing that saved his tunk was Angela pulling me back to give me her present; a friendship bracelet. A really nice one with semi precious stones and everything. Apparently she's only given out three like this and Jessi has one, so I guess I should feel honored by it. I honestly just felt kind of surprised that she gave me something like that. I've only known her for, what? Three months?
Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, it's really nice to know that Angela value's me as a friend that much. I didn't think I was anything special, just one of a dozen friends… ya know, I don't really see her hanging out with many people other than Jessi and occasionally Snooki even though I do see her talk to a lot of people…
Well, it's getting late and the party seems to have slowed down. I guess I'll go get something to eat and try to get to sleep before Kiara comes back.
