I Hate Love

6

Ah! Christmas Day! I woke up and instantly, I was prepared for Ziv to taste my evil wrath. Mwahahahaha!

I woke up my parents as fast as I could.

"Mom mom mom!" I said hopping on the bed. She tiredly sat up, rubbing her head and repetitively opening and closing her mouth to get the groggy taste out.

I turned over to my dad's side of the bed. "Dad dad dad!" I yelled in the same manner. He groaned and rolled off the bed, hitting the floor.

I jumped off the bed.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!" I yelled. My body was faced towards them. My head was pointed to the ceiling and I made a wide stance.

I immediately ran out to the loving room, guiding my sleepy parents.

I always knew that Santa wasn't real, unless you're talking from a historical point of view.

"Just open your presents so we can go back to-" yawn "-sleep," said my mom, struggling to stay awake.

My dad fell down a couple of times, coming out of the bedroom. He immediately plopped on the couch and snored.

My mom took out her phone and started recording, yawning a few times.

She smacked her lips a bit. "Ok, let's see what you-" yawn "-got." She rubbed her eyes.

I picked up a small cube box that fit my hands perfectly. It was labeled-

To:Ket

Merry Christmas

From: Santa ;)

I slowly took the lid off and tore out a layer of tissue paper. I gasped, it was a key. A motorcycle key!

"Ah!" I screamed jumping up and down. Take that Ziv!

My dad reacted to my scream and pointed outside.

I looked and there was the 2014 Star Bolt. Ziv was standing next to it. Oh he's making this too easy.

I ran outside. I first hugged Ziv, then I laughed in his face singing,"I told you so."

"What are you talking about?" he asked, halting my victory dance.

"My parents got me a motorcycle. I won the bet and I don't have to learn how to drive a-" I shuddered "-car."

"Yeah, um...I actually got you this motorcycle," he said.

STUPID LITTLE--

"I hate you," I plainly said.

"I love you too," he said, kissing my cheek. "I got a lesson for you with an instructor tomorrow."

Why does he hate me?