I know this was late, but Merry Christmas. I wrote this story yesterday. The website wouldn't let me log in. I literally just was able to sign in. My Christmas present to you. I love you all. Here is my fan fiction based off my favorite Christmas song.
Clare Edwards sits in church on Christmas Eve mass. It's close to midnight. She is altar serving at this mass. Yes, they allow girl to be altar boy, now called altar servers, boys and girls.
"Go, light the candles," the priest tells her and the other altar server, Eli Goldsworthy. She smiles at Eli.
Silent night, Holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin , mother and child
Holy infant so, tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Clare walks down the aisle, with a lite candle. With each person sitting, she lights the candles in each Catholics have. Everyone thanks her. The smiles on the little kids faces make her feel all warm inside.
Silent night, Holy night
Son of God, at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly, hosts sing Hallelujah.
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born.
Clare looks at the front. Eli smiles at her. He is already back in the front, sitting next to their church's priest. She blushes, she won't admit it, but she has a crush on him.
They met in CCD, she was in fourth grade, while he was in fifth grade. Still, her church had a fourth and fifth grade class combined, instead of them separate. The first day, they got paired up for a project. They bonded there, and now in ninth grade and him in tenth grade, she has the biggest crush.
Wearing her altar serving suit and her black heels, she makes her way back. Sitting in her spot, she looks at the church. The church is light up with small lights. It looks so pretty. Merry Christmas, she thinks.
Silent night, Holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.
"Hey, Eli, great job, tonight. This was nice," she tells him after church. It's already midnight and she is exhausted from singing in the choir earlier that day.
Eli smirks at her. "Thanks same to you." he pulls her into a hug. "Oh yeah, Merry Christmas, because I most likely won't see you tomorrow." He pulls away, grabs his suit, and leaves.
"Yeah, Merry Christmas, Eli. Merry Christmas to all and all a good night." She stands in front of the altar. "Happy Birthday, Jesus. This is an amazing day, great time of the year." She smiles at everything. "Merry Christmas." she closes the door, smiling for a wonderful life.