Finding The Boy In The Player ((Book 1))

~~Chapter 23~~

Time was passing so quick. And Christmas was coming soon. It was here at the end of the week, in fact.

 

“Where are you going for the holidays?” Carla was asking me on our lunch break.

 

“I’m not sure” I replied honestly.

 

“Are you going to stay with your family?” Carla pressed further.

 

“Probably gonna stay for the holidays too with my aunt and younger cousin” I said nodding.

 

“Oh” Carla responded.

 

“How about you?” I smiled at her. “Family? Or … Logan?” I teased.

 

She blushed. “I think I might want to show Logan to my parents. Is that even a good idea?” she asked.

 

My eyes widen at her response. “Now, meeting parents is a really big step. Especially for Lagan, in my opinion. Did Logan agree?” I asked.

 

“Haven’t told him anything yet, now I’m hesitating if I should” Carla bit her lips nervously.

 

“Just ask him” I shrugged. “And of course let me know” I added with a smile.

 

He just gave a chuckle. “I’m surprised that you and Ethan aren’t doing anything together this holiday” Carla said sadly.

 

What?? “What makes you say that? Logan?” I asked.

 

She nodded. “I had no idea you and Ethan were best friends since like 1st grade!” she said with the biggest, teasingly smile.

 

“That’s history!” I made a face at her.

 

“So tell me. What did you guys do when you were little?” Carla asked curiously.

 

I took in a breath trying to recall old times.

 

“Okay, there was this one time when we were little, his parents and sister, Janet, came over to my house for thanksgiving. And Ethan saw this idea, in the t.v., that a turkey was dead because it had no head. So Ethan told me to help him build a grave for the poor thing, because it was dead”

 

Carla gasping, wanting to laugh any moment.

 

I continued, smiling, “And so, Ethan took the turkey off the counter when my mom wasn’t looking because she was talking to his mom, and we brought it to my back yard. And we had these plastic shoves we used to build sand castles at the beach, and in the pouring rain we were digging a hole in the dirt!” I starting laughing with Carla by now.