Spiderboy

forty eight

We all entered the pizza shop, glad to be out of the cold, and went to find a booth to sit at. The boys went to order and Roxy, Michelle and I sat down, in a round booth in the corner.
"so he finally asked you?" Roxy said and I nodded
"about time." Michelle added, one of the few things she had said to me, and I shrugged.
"yeah well, he did it." I told them and Roxy snorted.
"shouldn't you be celebrating? I mean, it's your seven minute anniversary. I'm surprised you two aren't thrashing around like eels." she said, and I glared.
"I do not thrash, I'm too graceful." I told her and Roxy snorted again.
"gesundheit." I retorted and Michelle piped in.
"they were before, but you interupted." she said, blatantly truthful, and I laughed.
"yeah, exactly!"
"I was hungry!" Roxy defended herself and I raised my eyebrow.
"clearly." I replied, and got another smirk. Ned, Peter, and now Harry joined us at the table, and we ceased our conversation.
"we got two more pizzas, and a jug of soda." Harry said, sliding in next to Roxy, who was on my left, with some difficulty, since Roxy was in between Michelle and I. Peter sat on my right, and Ned next to MJ. Harry sighed, and leaned back, looking up to the ceiling.
"almost Christmas, Finally." he sighed, and started laughing.
"almost new year, here's hoping I start the year with a hot chick on my arm." he said and I frowned, MJ furrowing her dark eyebrows.
Peter didn't see, and chuckled at his friend, who raised his glass. I
Glanced at the counter, hoping that our order was nearly ready.
"here's hoping you won't use Roxy as an accessory if she actually goes out with you." I muttered under my breath, but Michelle and Peter heard. Peter laughed, and Michelle gave me a rare smile.
"so Pete, how'd you end up with Alexis? I mean no offense, but she's not someone I would have seen you with." Harry said, flicking his eyes towards me as he said it. I smiled and leaned back, leaving Peter to explain.
"Uh, we started talking one day." he said and Roxy snorted.
"he got punched by her ex and got noticed." she stated, ignoring Peters spluttering, and we all laughed.
"that's not true," he defended himself and I patted him on the back, grinning sympathetically.
"yeah, it so is. Then Peter punched her ex-boyfriend and boom, here we are now. But he was still her boyfriend at that time, until about two seconds later." Roxy said and I noticed some of Peters embarrassment was replaced with sheepish pride.
Harry laughed.
"what, like when you conquer the King, you become the King? No offense Parker but if that's the case you're in for a rough ride." he said she we all laughed again, Peter included.
"thanks for your concern, but I'll manage." he replied and I rolled my eyes. The water brought over the pizza and drinks, and left wordlessly. We continue talking and joking for another hour, each of Ned and Peters exaggerated stories brutally destroyed with Michelle's honestly, and Roxy and myself almost in tears with laughter.
"I should get going, I have to get home soon." I said, wiping tears from the corner of my eye and smiling. Roxy slid out of her chair with some difficulty, and wrapped me in a hug.
"Merry Christmas. And congrats with Peter." she whispered the latter sentence in my ear, and I hugged her back before leaning down and picking up a lady slice of pizza to leave. Peter bumped his shoulder against mine and grinned.
"bye Lexa." he said, and I rolled my eyes at him.
"always so formal." I tutted, and pulled him in from the collar off his shirt to peck him on the lips. Harry averted his eyes and MJ smirked at him. Peter smiled back and I waggled my fingers at the rest of the group goodbye, after Harry's mutter of, "I'm not kissing ya."
Putting some money on the counter for the pizza, I pushed through the glass doors of the pizza shop and into the cool night air, hearing carols in the distance and basking in the glow of twinkle lights around me.

"UP! UP TIME SANTA CAME!"
I cringed at the squeals in my ear and opened one bleary eye. Carrie was standing, hitting my bed with her tiny fists, with a Santa hat falling down over her eyes.
"Merry Christmas sweetie." I smiled and she bounced around, hyper with excitement already. She giggled and disappeared or the door, her voice still loud all the way to the lounge room, where I knew presents would be sitting under the tree. Shaking my head at my sister, I smiled and got up to follow her down. My pyjama pants were still warm from sleep and my oversized shirt hung of my frame. I twisted my hair into a bun and held it there with a band around my wrist. Dad anyways chastised me, saying my circulation gets cut off, but I argued back saying I could just heal it with magic if I had too. to which he added that I could keep my hair up with magic too. I walked into the sitting room and sank down into the soft leather couch that had sunk from years of use. Dad and Uncle Jack eye already seated, and Carrie was under the tree, digging around for her own presents.
I smiled and leaned back, shutting my eyes and trying to rid myself of tiredness. I felt the couch sink next to me, and opened one eye to see dad, with a wrapped parcel in his hand. I ignored my sleep deprivation and grinning like a child. Dad laughed at my eagerness, and handed me the present.
"Merry Christmas Alexis." he said, watching add I opened the present. Recognition hit me at once.
"that was Brook's, she wore it all the time and I found it the other day. I figured you might want it." dad said quietly and I nodded, ignoring the slight burning in my eyes. There was a silver chain hanging down over my fingers, and at the end, a tiny silver star, four pointed with smaller spikes like a diamond compass. Dad took it out of my fingers and held it up to my neck.
"I'll put it on for you." he said, and I nodded wordlessly. dad connected the chain behind my neck. The star hung perfectly in the dip between my collarbones, and the short chain looped gracefully around my neck.
"thanks dad." I sniffed quietly and he pulled me into a hug.
"not a problem honey." he whispered into my hair, and Carrie climbed up to join in too. She poked my cheek and I wiped away a single tear that had fallen, smiling.