"It's timeeee," I woke up with the first note of the most ever listened to Christmas song. Yes, it's finally the true beginning of winter and I was waiting for it for a really long time like always. But this year something is different. Normally at this period I would go to the Christmas market with friends or bake cookies and watch Christmas movies with them, but like I already said, this year it's going to be a little different because all of my friends are in relationships. Even if it's friends first and love after, it's still a quite big difference, because they will also spend time with their loved ones and that's completely understandable, but as the only single one it will be a challenge to survive this lovely Christmas mood, because Christmas is the time of the year where you see couples everywhere like an epidemic. I tried to stay positive as I stood up and walked to the kitchen to prepare myself a hot chocolate. It was early in the morning and the sun hadn't even risen up so I was the only one awake. I prepared my hot chocolate mug and sat on the sofa. I looked through the window hoping to see some snow outside, sadly the white coat I wished for wasn't there, quite understandable for the first of November. After finishing my mug I went to get ready. Yesterday I planned my outfit, because I couldn't wear too normal things for this first day of winter. After packing my stuff I left the house. Outside it was cold, and clearly my skirt was warm enough to keep the coldness away, so I walked fast to the bus station trying not to end up as an ice cube. Thankfully the bus was already there and I got in it as fast as possible and waited for it to leave. After 20 minutes on the bus, I finally arrived at school. The school was like every other school, nothing was that special about it, but I still liked it because of the memories I had made in it. I entered my classroom and sat down at a desk next to my best friend's bag. I could easily guess where my best friend was. I had begun to take my math stuff out of my bag as my best friend entered the classroom and sat down right next to me.Before I could say a word, she looked at me and sang, "It's timeeee!" I laughed because I was going to tell her the exact same thing. "Yes, I know, and I'm so happy about it. It's finally winter, I have been waiting for so long, omg," I responded."Me too, and I really hope it will snow like last year because snow is the best mood ever," she replied.Before I could respond, the math teacher entered the room and started the lesson, a very boring lesson.I was waiting for the bus to go home because I had finished school a few minutes ago. Today had been a good first day. Charlie wasn't always kissing her girlfriend, so I didn't hold the candle all day long, which was a relief. I was also happy because I liked my outfit and I understood what we had done in most of the class, so I told myself that today was quite a satisfying day and a good start for November. I sat on the bus with music in my ears, looking through the window as the sun was going down. Even though I found sunsets sad, I also liked them a lot because of the light they produce. This golden light reflecting on the green grass was, I would say, my favorite color.After I arrived home, I changed into my pajamas and walked to the kitchen to make myself a hot chocolate. This time I made more since I was going to drink it with my sister. While drinking it, I did my homework and began to study for my next exam, a French one. When I finished my homework, it was about 20:00, and I wanted to go to bed early. Therefore, I got ready for bed. As I lay in my bed, I thought about how ordinary the first day of November was. At that time, I couldn't know that this November was going to be the most unforgettable I had ever lived.
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An abnormal advent calender
Teen FictionThe first of November, the first day of winter, the best period of the year. Madeline is now the only single left in her friend group. Even if her friends always include her, she still ends up holding the candle. But how will she survive the Christm...