Christmas is now over, everyone opened their gifts. The teenagers groan as they complain about how time shifts.
But they all know that New Years is coming. And Christmas is never going. And plus, Anthony will be bombing....
Wait...
WHAT?!
Anthony: Bombing with excitement!
Oh lord, please give this boy some other enlightenment.
Caesar: But Anthony, Christmas is gone boy. What do we even do now?
Anthony: We celebrate the New Years!
Ghost: Oh god, my greatest fear.
PB: Why are y'all rhyming?
Swift: Isn't that what all the people do on Christmas?
Duff: Well naw sh*t. Aw man, my phone chiming.
The albino lizard exclaimed, wearing his cheap Santa hat.
Duff: Fu*k you...
No thanks, already did that.
Anthony: Wow, PB been busy.
PB: Yeah boy!
Rebel: ...
Everyone else: *looks at Reb, waits* .......
Rebel: What?!
Swift: *whispers* Don't just sit there. Say your line!
Rebel: Naw folkman I'll pass. And man is that a tight ass!!!
Swift:*giggles*
Ghost: Please kill me...
FK: Please feel me...
Ghost: WHAT!?
FK: Oh it's nothing!
To be continued............
