Chapter 11: Christmas dance

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((Me: I'm gonna make this chapter the Christmas party because something has to be in sync with Celestial:ORIGINS

Kuro_Pixie: what could be so important that you must have this chapter go up now?

Me: wait and see ;)

Kuro_Pixie: You can't have a Christmas chapter two weeks before Christmas! That's madness!

Me: Oh yeah? WATCH ME!))

As I pulled my blue jeans up, and my green jumper over my head, I thought about Christmas.

'December 25th. It's been just over one year since my mother became ill... And here I am, about to have an Christmas party...'

"Hay! We're all downstairs now. You gonna stay in your room for the entire party?" Scorpion called fro the other side of the door.

"She's probably just worrying about her mom. It is Christmas after all..." Zander replied.

"Celeste. We know that you miss your mother. But it's not like she's dead. I'm sure she would like you to enjoy yourself instead of worrying about her." Conner tried to assure me.

But they didn't know...
None of them knew...

*********Flashback*********

My phone rang. It was my mother's house phone.

"Hello?" I answered the call and waited for my mom to go though our usual call routine...
But that didn't happen.

Instead I was greeted by the voice of the doctor that worked with my mother.

"Miss Starr." He acknowledged.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Usually my mother would be on the other end of the phone. But it seemed that was not the case this time.

I started to pace back and forth subconsciously in my room as I waited for an answer.

"Your mother's condition... is getting worse. She has an average of one month left to live. If she keeps fighting as hard as she has been previously... then she could over pass that time by one month." He stated.

My heart sank.

My mother had given me one thing to do.

Find the Zodiacs.

And I couldn't even do that for her....

Tears started to form in my eyes.

"T-thank you for letting me know." I whimpered.

"You might want to come and see her... before... she goes." I could tell it was hard for him to tell me.

"I'll book a flight as soon as I can." I replied, then hung up.

'I'm 18 now anyway...'

Hot tears streamed down my face.

'My mother. The woman who raised me, told me everything was going to be alright when dad moved away for work. My role model who nursed me back to health whenever I had a cold and held my had when the doctor fixed my dislocated knee...
The woman who taught me right from wrong and taught me everything I know to this day.

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