Amyplier

Chapter Sixty Two.

Amy's Point of View:

     Being abruptly woken up is never a fun thing. Especially when your crazy mother runs into your bedroom at god knows what time and screams that it's Christmas Eve Eve. Mark and I look to one another trying to catch our breath back before looking back to my mom, Standing in the doorway "What time is it?" I rub my eyes before checking for myself on the phone beside me. 6am. I huff and fall onto my back and pull the blankets back over my face "She'll be more excited in a few hours" I hear Mark reassure my mom before hearing my door close shut. I uncover my face and snuggle myself back into Marks chest as he runs his fingers up and down my back trying to put me back to sleep.

     Now that it's 9.30 I am a much better person to be around, Mornings just are not my thing if I'm being woken up. "Oh" I hear Mark say, Causing me to look behind me at him confused "You look great" He holds his breath and holds his body tight as he waits for my response. I stop in the middle of the hallway and hit his arm before holding my head up and continuing to walk into the kitchen, I can only imagine his head shaking at me. The walk from my bedroom to the kitchen isn't more than ten steps down a short and cold ground hallway. I sit myself up on the barstool and see Mark about to join me "Just for saying how pretty I look this morning" I furrow my eyebrows at him " You get to make me breakfast" I take in his reaction and see him move into the kitchen. He turns on the tap and throws some soap on his hands before looking up at me "What would you like to eat?" He smiles, A piece of his black hair falling just between his eyes. 

     "Oh I see you two have breakfast covered" Mom says walking into the kitchen as I wash my plate off. "Mark complemented me on how gorgeous I looked so I made him cook breakfast" I elbow him lightly as he stands behind me, Watching as my mom puts her face down and tries to hide her laughter "Theres still some on the stove if you want any" I walk out of the kitchen, Passing her as she walks in "It's really yummy too. He must have felt really bad" Mark playfully scowls at me as he follows me out of the kitchen and stands beside me. I rise on my tip toes and peck his lips, Quickly being interrupted by pretend throw up noises brought to you by mom.

     I didn't change out of my pajamas but I did brush my teeth, It's a step in the right direction at least. Mark put a different shirt on then before and brushed his teeth also and I think that's probably as far as we're going to get ready today. "I'm going to the grocery store to get food for Christmas dinner" Mom yells from the entry hall. I finish piling my dirty clothes up in the corner of my room "Ok, Be safe and love you" I yell back, Mark walking out of the bathroom. The front door closes and I hear the lock twist on it. "No car" Mark says, Leaning on the side of the bed "What are we going to do?" He questions before sitting himself all the way down on my bed. I think for a second before an idea pops into my head and I run to the living room, It takes a few seconds but I hear Marks footsteps following close behind me.

     "Cars or Hotel Transelvania?" I hold up two discs from the cabinet under the TV and see Mark lean himself against the back of the couch. "Cars" He points a finger out to me before running into the kitchen and beginning to pop some popcorn for our little movie day. I put the disc in and listen to the old advertisements that happened around the time this movie came out. I pull some blankets from the chest in front of the window and pile them up on the couch as I hear the beeper go off, Signaling the popcorn is popped. A cabinet opens and closes and the trashcan lid slams shut before Mark walks back into the living room with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn in hand. He sets down beside me and snuggles into my favorite purple blanket as we listen to a few more adds. I put a handful in my mouth as the menu comes up and Mark grabs the remote and press play. I snuggle into his chest and peck his cheek before turning my full focus to the movie. 

     It's easy to loose track of time when you get engulfed into a movie. Mark and I haven't moved since he pressed play on the menu and that has been just fine with me. When the credits begin to roll down the screen I sit myself up and stretch my arms over my head. "What movie do you want to watch now" I ask and stand up,Walking to the movie cabinet. I can see him think for a moment or two before saying anything  back to me "Hotel Transelvania" His face turns so happy and I dig through old discs to rediscover that one. Once I find it I pop it into the disc slot and run back to my place with Mark "Go pop some more popcorn please?" I ask, Looking up at him. He pecks my nose and stands to make more of what I requested as I snuggle myself back into the warm blankets. I watch the adds roll again and roll my eyes at the green screen rating before each add, Remembering as a kid how excited I got when I saw that because I thought the movie was starting. Mark walks back into the living room just as the menu pops up and this time I press the play button and snuggle in Mark, Too comfy to move for the rest of the night. 

So I spilt nail polish remover all over my keyboard and yes I am very angry at myself fort :) My space barks hardly working and it's really frustrating so now as I write these instead of hurting through It takes longer because I have to beat the space bar, Ugh! I hope you enjoyed this read. xxParks