Chapter 22 - Merry Christmas!

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I woke up alone on Christmas morning. The last time I was able to run downstairs to find gifts under the tree was when I was 12 years old, I'm 15 now and I have started to lose all hope that I will ever be with my family on Christmas morning. I got up like I usually do and made myself some coffee. I curled up in my bean bag chair and began to read. My phone started buzzing sporadically so I picked it up.

(MERRY CHRISTMAS! πŸŽ„πŸŽ)

(Merriest of Christmas's to you! πŸŽ‰)

(Merry Christmas Abigail!)

(We love you!! Have a great Christmas! πŸŽ„βœ¨)

I got texts from the entire cast wishing me a Merry Christmas, I smiled and wrote them all replys, I knew they were all with family so I wasn't upset, I was glad they all remembered me. I ended up getting a response from Chris.

(You're welcome! Have you gone downstairs yet?!)

(No, why? Should I?)

(What kid doesn't run downstairs Christmas morning! Go!)

I ran downstairs like, well, like a kid on Christmas morning to find a Christmas Tree with gifts underneath it sitting in the middle of the stage. I rushed to open gifts, one by one reading the card first. Everyone got me a gift. Everyone. I haven't received a Christmas present in 3 years. 3 years. I got plenty of merchandise, books and I even got Wicked Tickets from Daveed, he remembered me telling him that it was my favorite musical. I got Playbills for A Gentlemans Guide To Love And Murder, Newsies, If/Then and Book Of Mormon.

I sat happily on the stage for a couple minutes when my phone buzzed again.

(Hey, can you open the door? It's kinda locked, and I'm kinda cold. Stage door.)

It was William. I jumped up and ran to open the door. I saw my fantastic boyfriend outside in the snow holding a gift bag and a jumble of pink roses. I stepped aside so he could walk in, I had the biggest smile on my face, he set the things he was carrying down on the ground and picked me up and kissed me. He spun me around in the air like I was a small child, and not a teenager, though to be fair, I was still short. When he finally set me down he looked up.

"I never appreciated mistletoe until this very moment." He said pointing at the small plant on the stage door entry.

"Neither have I." I replied smiling. William picked up the bag from the floor.

"These are for you." He said handing me the bouquet, "as is this, but, let's get more inside first." I closed the door behind him stopping more flurries of snow from getting in.

"We could go upstairs, it's warmer."

"Awesome." He replied and took my hand, running me upstairs. He pulled me into my room and shut the door behind him. After he shut the door he pulled me into his lap an my bean bag chair. "Merry Christmas my little Princess." He said hugging me.

"Shouldn't you be with your family?"

"My parents are on vacation for a 'Christmas alone' so that's fun. I want to be with you. I knew you were going to be alone." He hands me the bag, "here. Open it!" I picked up the bag and opened it, inside there was a little journal. "Ok, go ahead, open it!" I opened the journal and read the first page.

My counselor thought it would be a good idea to start journaling so here goes,

Today was my first day of High School, it went fine, there was this one girl in my choir class though, she has long brown hair, and she sings soprano so well, I've never heard anyone like her. I wanted to ask for her name, or like her phone number, but I didn't, maybe I'll try again tomorrow.

She was in class again today! I didn't get her name, she's really shy, she's also in my Bio class, teachers pet sort of girl, I need to talk to her. Wish me luck.

Some of the journal pages were tabbed so I flipped to those,

September 11th,

Her name is Abigail! Success! Not really. The teacher called on her in bio. Still no phone number, I need to work on my people skills.

September 13th,

In choir today, I successfully asked Abigail for a pencil. Good for me!

September 16th

I tapped Abigail on the shoulder to ask her something in Bio today, she winced, I hope she's ok...

September 17th

Update, Abigail had a bruise on her arm today, everything is not alright.

September 20th

So Abigail has a foster brother in my Spanish class, guys a moron, he's also a jerk, he never shows up in time, never answers questions, he gets pissed off at everyone. If he is hurting her, I will actually kill him.

October 1st,

Today these 2 punk kids thought that the could beat up Abigail in a hallway, that's not going to happen. I saw what was going on, she was in a ball on the ground, they left once I came outside, I got to take her to the nurses office, that bruise was way too big and purple! Those boys are most definetly going to get it.

October 2nd,

Those boys definetly got it. I beat both of them up after school today, they deserved it, you don't hurt a girl, especially when she's already down.

October 15th,

I love her. I really do love her. We were eating lunch today and she was doing some homework we just got that day. She was sitting next to me on the ground with her back against the wall and her long hair just fell so perfectly around her face, she was humming quietly to herself, she's so adorable, she'd never like me.

I flipped forward in the book, finally landing in December

December 4th,

Abigail, almost fell asleep on my shoulder today, this one Freshmen girl thought we were dating, she told us that we were really cute and I had to look at Abigail's face and say that we were just friends. I wish it was a lie, I really do. She's moving you know. She got a letter from Lin-Manuel Miranda today in choir, what does he have to do with this. Oh, and she finally told me that her brother had been abusing her, I mean, I've know for months, but she finally dug up the guts to let me know.

December 5th,

Abigail just texted me, apparently she just moved, WHERE THE HECK DID SHE MOVE TO? I will find out, be back soon journal.

Ok, good news, she moved in with Lin. That's what he had to do with all of this, Lin-Manuel Miranda adopted my girlfriend? That doesn't seem right?

Ok, better news, WE'RE dating!! Oh my gosh! Rachel broke up with me! I don't really care, she was kind of a jerk, anyways, I just walked up to her backstage at this press conference and kissed her! She kissed back! Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! SCORE!

I stopped reading there. I couldn't believe what I was reading, I looked up at MY boyfriend, I can't believe he was nervous to talk to me. Me. I'm a nerd. I'm awkward, he thinks I'm pretty? Oh my gosh how did I get this lucky?

"So, what do you think? Is it a good gift?"

"It's the best Christmas present I got this year, and that's saying something. How were you nervous to talk to me?"

"I'm kind of a dork, and you were really pretty and talented. I guess, you were just out of my league. Here, there's one more thing." He pulled out a necklace, it was round and metal, it said, 'in the story they will write someday.', he pulled a matching necklace out from under his jacket that read, 'let me be a part of the narrative,'

"Let me be a part of the narrative, in the story they will write someday." I read out loud.

"They're like friendship necklaces, but, not like friendship necklaces, what do you think?"

"I absolutely love them, and I absolutely love you!"


Hello my dear readers! Thank you! This was fun to write. The story from his point of view is kind of cute, don't you think? Anyways...

Thanks for reading!

- Abi

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