Be aware, this chapter is where she has an older brother and sister.
Over a few months later, Sandy stopped talking to us, and goes along with jocks like Chisum and still cheers with Patty. She ignored Frenchy for a week until she apologized. But she won't talk to me and the others. My Mom soon found out I was smoking and she grounded me for a week. That was when I quit.
Soon December came and Christmas vacation has started and my family is spending it at our place. I was sitting in the arm chair all cuddled up eating a Twinkie and I hear my Dad calling from the basement closet. "Jan! I need help with the decorations!"
I shouted back. "I thought we do it together!"
"Listen, John missed his plane and Jill has to pick him up. We're going to have to start without them."
I got up and put the rest of the Twinkie in my mouth while I start to help.
I guess I haven't told you much about my family yet. Of course I have a Mom and a Dad, who is a housewife, and a mechanic, but I also have a brother and a sister. They are both older than me. I am the little one of the family. The youngest.
My sister's name is Jill. She's fourteen years older. She doesn't really care about me much, because she's way older. Whenever I ask her to play, she ignores me, so we didn't really get along much. Only in some occasions. She also happens to be a fashion designer. She's now married to a guy who they met when they were at college. They got married without telling any of us. What they had was a private wedding, which upset us. Now they have a girl who is now three years old. Her name is Lily. I haven't really seen her in a long time. Well, last year. I just wonder if she doesn't remember me.
And my brother's name is John. He's seven years older than me. I loved him the most, because he and I are so close. I don't remember how close we became. Despite a small amount of arguments, we always have fun by watching television, trick-or-treats and having meatball fights with each other. He took care of me whenever I'm down, or really depressed. But then in his senior year at high school, he and I grew apart and I never knew why. Right now he serves for the military. He always dreamed of being a military soldier one day. Or a mechanic he once told me. We still talk to each other now. Now he's coming home for Christmas which is what I'm really excited about.
Now… Where was I….. Oh yeah! I went down stairs to the basement closet where all of our holiday decorations are. Though Halloween and Thanksgiving already came and passed, but I decided to time skip for a moment.
I took a box of decorations and brought them upstairs. Then suddenly a scent of gingerbread cookies went into my nose. Out of anything, I can swallow that in several seconds.
I put the box down in the living room where the huge tree is. (Dad actually went into the woods to chop it down weeks ago. And then spent all that time trimming, exterminating, and planting it in a pot with soil. That's what we do.)
Me and Dad took the rest of the decorations up and then started turning the living room into a winter wonderland. Although it's not really winter here. It doesn't really snow much in Los Angeles, but it sometimes gets cold here.
Then I hear the doorbell ring. Oh my god! They're here!
Mom went to the door, opened it, and greeted my siblings.
"John!" She hugs him. "Oh baby I missed you!"
"Hi Mom!" John hugs her and then dad. Jill comes in and hugs Mom and then Dad with her daughter Lily.
I walked slowly wondering if either of them remembered me.
"Jan!"
I hear my brother shout. He does remember me. I smiled widely, then ran to him, and jumped on him.
John laughs, "I missed you li'l sis!"
"I missed you too!" I laughed also while hugging him tightly.
After letting him go, I hugged Jill who is carrying Lily and said hi.
"Hi Lily! Remember me?" I asked. I guess she doesn't; and she turns her head away and buried her face in Jill's shoulder.
John puts his suitcase in his old bedroom, comes back and looks around to see decorations everywhere in the living room. "I'm sorry I didn't help."
"It's not your fault sweetie." Mom puts her hands on his shoulder and kissed his face. "But since your here. Maybe you can help Jan with a gingerbread house while I go to the grocery store to get something for dinner."
Me and John always build a gingerbread house every year. But ended up eating it after we finished it.
"C'mon!" I urged him to come to the kitchen and pulled out the gingerbread house kit while I asked John to get the frosting.
I love the smell of gingerbread in the afternoon. It smells like something I could shove in my mouth.
John takes the frosting bowl out of the fridge and then gets us table knives. "Ready?"
"Ready!" We both scoop the frosting and then put it on the gingerbread walls to make them stick together. Then the roof on top.
"Can you hold it together?" I asked. He nodded and did so while I glued it on top. After I finished, I looked at the knife that still has frosting on it, and then started licking it.
"Save it for the decorations! Will ya?" John asked me to stop licking. I giggled and exclaim, "You gotta try this frosting! I haven't had this type of frosting for a while!"
He takes his knife and then licks it and his eyes widened. "Oh my god! It's good!"
We've been so caught up licking the frosting and suddenly starting eating the candy decorations which kinda led up to eating the roof, and then the walls, which meant that we both kinda ate the gingerbread house before we even had to finish it.
Soon Mom came in and then noticed the gingerbread house eaten and sighs in annoyance and rolled her eyes. "Well, there goes dinner."
We both laughed so hard.