"I'm so exited" Travis says
"Why?" Theo asks
"Christmas is in 4 days. Dur de dur"
"Santa doesn't........." I was cut off by hunter covering my mouth and Travis frowning at me.
"Do not say that 'you-know-who' doesn't exist he gets furious" Hunter says
"And to think that you would figure something like that out after 3 weeks of being here" Theo says casually biting into his blueberry muffin
"Shut up" I say playfully shoving him.
He laughs.
"So what do you guys do on Christmas."
"We normally just stay in the bunker and exchange presents"
"And cross our fingers in hopes that Santa does come to existence" Travis adds.
"What did your family do?" Peyton asked
"My parents did nothing. Toby and I made presents out of pasta and beads for each other. Then the neighbor would give us little gift bag like things filled with those tiny one dollar toys"
They all give me sympathy looks.
"Stop looking at me like that"
"Its impossible to"
"I'm not a dead kitten"
"Oh my god that just made it worse" Peyton whines.
"Great now I'm thinking of kittens. Dead ones!" Travis cries.
Peyton and Travis hug me. Theo and Hunter sit there laughing at me as I struggle.
"Uh. Guys a little help here"
"Okay" Theo says
Hunter and Theo come up and hug me.
"Thanks for making it worse"
"Your welcome" they all say in unison.
"You smell like tropical fruit"
"Thanks I guess"
"Your right. She does smell like tropical fruit"
Peyton and Theo step out of the hug and the other twins stay there sniffing my hair. I swat them away.
"Meany"
"Yeah"
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Weeks later...
A.k.a. Christmas eve
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"Dibs on couch" I call out
"Crap" they all say
I ball up in blankets and fall asleep.
I wake up early in the morning before anyone else. I go to my room and get their presents out of my closet.
For Peyton: I got a 'bite me' T-shirt and some beats for her.
(P.s. I got everyone a set of beats)
For Theo: I got a bunch of music CDs that I noticed he liked to listen to and beats for him.
For Hunter: I got some dorky glasses to match his personality and some beats for him.
For Travis: I got multi colored koolaid t-shirts and some beats for him.
