Something that Makes Christmas Special

Kenya

December 24, 2014

My plan for Christmas? Party clubbing with my fab girlfriends. What's better than that? I'm just so sick of hot chocolates and gingerbreads. They're getting old. And I don't want to get stuck with that. I mean, move on, right?

It's 7 o'clock and I started my beauty rituals. I chose to wear a skin-tight jeans and red cropped top shirt. I also put on a tight leather jacket. I wear my brown boots with pointed heels. Then, my toe lenght coat and my favorite green scarf.

My parents don't know that I'm going out tonight and I don't have to let them know. Why should I? This is my life.

If I used the front door, they would surely stop me from going out. Plus, my little brother Kenneth is too annoying and jealous to tell this to my parents. So, I decided to use my window again. I do this a lot of times. I'm so used of it. Even if with stilettos.

I climbed down carefully, so no one could here. This is my everyday adventure. Everytime I try to sneak out, it thrills me.

When I got my feet on the ground, I grinned proudly for myself.

I ran quietly from our front yard. Hoping I won't get caught.

I ran away from our house and saw a familiar car. Tina's car. I ran towards it and hopped in. We laughed as she turned the engine on and went off.

"So, what's up, bitch?" Tina asked. She's sucking a red lollipop again. It's her habit.

"Boredom rules our house." I rolled my eyes.

"As always." She said.

"Can't wait to paaarttttaaaayyy!!!" I raised my hand like I'm riding a rollercoaster.

Then we turned the radio on. The song Really Don't Care by Demi Lovato started playing. We danced in our seats while singing it out loud.

If Christmas would always be like this, I would love it.

Tina fetched Lindsey first before we went to the next city. There's no decent club in our small town. Very boring.

Tina is my half-asian friend. She's so cool and she loves parties just like me. We met in a party actually and became friends. Lindsey is pretty cool too. She's the second hottest girl in our school since I am the first.

"Hey babe." Lindsey greeted us and pecked me on my cheek. "Ugh. I hate the weather."

"Me too, Lind." I said. "Very annoying. I can't wait to wear my new tank top with Kurt Cobain face on it." I chuckled.

"Whatever. I just hope there would be some cute boys tonight even if it's Christmas eve." Lindsey said.

"There would be cute old chaps." Tina said.

"Eew." I responded. "I'd rather sit at the corner and sleep."

Olsen City. That's where we headed. Not that big but it's the nearest city from ours with cool clubs and kids.

We arrived in our favorite club. Showed our fake IDs. It always works that way.

When we entered Dropkick Club, the music rang into my ears. It's so loud. It isn't that crowded tonight but at least there are people still dancing and partying here. People like me who don't want to spend a boring Christmas.

Tina grabbed my hand and headed to the bar excitedly.

"I'm getting anything but eggnog." I said.

Tina rolled her eyes and laughed, "You are a certified Christmas killjoy."

"What's wrong with it, Ken?" Lindsey asked.

"Oh. Don't get me started with it right now. So not in the mood to discuss it." I said. Remembering what happened last christmas.