It was the day after Christmas. Mitchell had a great time- one of the best things he's done in his life. But he wants to come home. He doesn't want to be interviewed. He doesn't want to go to a "cooking carpet", or to something stupid like that. He wants to have a Christmas re-do with Marie. How is she? Today she has school.... Ugh. Yet he "enjoys" interviews, without going to that damned school. He really wants to go home soon.
Marie woke up, and today there is school. Ugh. Reading. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH
But at least there is cello class, and 3 more days until Mitchell comes home. She get's dressed into her usual attire, and goes into reading class.
Of course it's terrible. She gets into trouble that doesn't make any sense. Plus, she has to do an essay about Romeo and Juliet. Seriously?
At last, time to play the cello. Marie finished playing "Talk" by Coldplay, and felt someone hug her behind her. Marie was confused. She looked behind her. Red hair, green eyes.
"MITCHELL!" Marie dropped her bow and kissed him. Mitchell spun her around will they hugged.
"I turned down all the interviews. Let's go home, have Christmas."
Class was over, and the couple went home, to open their gifts.
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Mitrie Short Stories
FanfictionThese are the daily adventures of Marie and Mitchell, the cutest couple alive.
