Before I even start eating, my parents walk through the front door followed by my sisters.
"I hope you didn't start eating without us?" my mom says with an obviously fake smile.
"No, actually, I haven't," I say honestly.
"Good. It's Christmas you need should be enjoying time with us?" she says.
"What?" I ask because I'm not entirely sure what she means.
"Come on," she says gripping my wrist and guiding me to the kitchen. I already put two pancakes on each plate -three on my dad's- and set them at the table.
"Nice set up," my dad comments.
"Thank you," I say with a smile.
"Where's the syrup?" Nicole asks.
"I knew I was forgetting something," I say grabbing the bottom of maple syrup off the counter.
"At least you took it out," Maria says.
"You also forgot butter," my mom says.
"Of course I did," I mumble. I put both the things on the table and get my breakfast from the living room.
"Where's my chair?" I ask noticing that all the chairs are taken.
"Oh, sorry, hunny. You're usually never home for dinner," my mom answers.
"So you got rid of my chair," I state.
"No, we gave it to Georgia," my dad says.
"What happened to Georgia's chair?" I ask.
"She got mad and threw it at the wall," Nicole says.
"I'm not even going to ask," I say under my breath.
"We can pull up a chair," Maria says.
"No it's fine. I'll go eat on the couch," I say turning to leave the room.
"Enjoy your breakfast," my mom smiles.
"Ok," I say.
I sit on the couch and eat my breakfast in silence. From the kitchen, I hear my family laughing about last night. The party sounded fun, but I had my own fun with Harry.
A/N: Sorry this is a really short chapter. This was originally on Instagram so to make the chapters longer I've been combining some and there was no way to cleaning combine this chapter with the one before or after it. I promise the next one will be ALOT longer.
~charry52712
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FanfictionWhat 18 year old has to worry about being Santa? Cassy Sanders does. While her irresponsible parents go out and party on Christmas Eve with her five younger sisters, Cassy has to wrap the presents she bought. The worst part, each child only gets one...