Gravity

Chapter 39

"Wake the fuck up it's Christmas!" Ashton whispers loudly, jumping on my bed.

Hence I said whispered.

Yeah, he's knows better than to curse loud enough for my parents to hear.

He swears he's a G though.

Right.

This is my unimpressed face.

Real G's wouldn't be afraid of getting their ass beat for cursing in font of their parents.

I don't claim to be a real G. Not by a long shot.

Okay...moving on..

"Get out of my room, Ashton." I tell him trying to kick him off the bed.

"Ow." He shrieks when my foot makes contact with his legs and he hits the floor. "Moooooom." He screams.

What a pussy.

"I told you to stop jumping on my bed." I tell him, not even bothering to see if he was okay.

"I hate you." He says, not getting up from the floor.

"Mhm." I say unaffected by his words.

"What are you two doing?" My dad peeks his head in my room.

"Ashley kicked me off the bed." Ashton says finally getting up from the floor.

"Ashley-" My dad starts.

"He came in my room and was jumping on my bed dad." I say in my most innocent voice. "I asked him to stop nicely, but he wouldn't. So I politely kicked him off the bed." I tell my dad, complete with smile and head tilt.

"Ashton, leave your sister alone. She'll come down when she's ready." He tells my brother.

Ha!

That's the best thing about being my dad's only daughter.

I pretty much always get my way.

"But daaaaad." Ashton whines out.

"No buts, son." My dad says giving me a smile as he ruffles my brother's hair. "Come down when you're ready honey." He tells me and shuts my door.

I've never been a big fan of Christmas.

I guess it's because we've moved so much that I've never really had time to make friends and family hardly ever comes to visit.

Oh shit! My friends.

They don't know I'm leaving yet.

I've been meaning to tell them but I haven't had the chance.

I grab my phone off the nightstand.

"Merry Christmas." The sweetest voice I have ever heard, answers the phone.

"Merry Christmas baby." I tell my girlfriend as I stretch the length of my bed.

"Got lots of presents?" She asks and I can hear a bunch of ruckus in the background. All her friends and family are probably together.

"I don't know." I say getting out of bed. "I literally just got out of bed."

"Baaaaby. You're so lazy. It's Christmas. You were supposed to get up at some ridiculous hour and sneak downstairs to see what presents you have." She says in a cute voice causing me to giggle.

"Maybe when I was ten." I say through giggles.

"We'll I've been up since like five a.m. I've gotten lots of presents too." She says and I can hear the smile in her voice.