Merry Christmas, Christopher Klein

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

HELLO!!! I am MissDagger aka Summer aka the person speaking right now. 

I am the writer of this book!!!! Some books Kurohana and I will work on together, some we do soloooo. Yeah. That's how this account works. Get it? Got it! Good. 

So this is a Christmas story I wrote. I'm putting it up now so I have time to write it and you have time to enjoy it. SO ENJOY IT!! 

If you haven't noticed by now that craziness and cussing is in Kurohana and I's rep-o-twaa then you need to cause that will be happening, I assure you. 

You may be hearing some new songs!! I love Christmas songs that curse or songs that just have the word "f**k" in its title.

The songs for this book: 

Winter White - A Fine Frenzy - "Merry Christmas, happy God damn New Years."

Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass - All Time Low - "So I wrote you a song, hope that you sing along, here it goes: Merry Christmas, kiss my ass!"

And without further ado - WELCOME TO MAH STORY

((I haven't edited yet, so don't be a doosher and point out mistakes))

Merry Christmas, Christopher Klein 

by MissDagger

Chapter 1

"Lizzy, if you don't get off that computer right now I'm lighting your back on fire!" 

"Jeez, Camille, that's kind of harsh." I quickly exited out of my blog, however, because I knew she would do it. The giant winky face popped up, the one that always winks at me when I log out, and I shut my computer. I spun my chair around to look at my best friend sitting on my bed. Bundled in scarves, coats, and her furry boots, she was ready for our big adventure. Well, her big adventure, I suppose. 

"Why are you always on that stupid thing?" she demanded. "It's not like anyone reads it." 

One of the loveable qualities of my friend; she's so uplifting. "Thanks, I feel amazing now. Really accomplished, you know?" 

She rolled her eyes, "You know what I mean. It's not that big of a deal, but you act like it's a best seller!" 

I shrugged, "I'd like to think someone will eventually read it...you know, someone other than you and I." 

My blog wasn't that exciting, I guess. It was just my random thoughts, my daily woes. Camille always reminds me no one wants to read about some girl's view on the Today Show and how they still look the same age they did ten years ago - they want to read about problems, drama, and relationships. One time she suggested I try it, so I did. I don't know why...she can be really convincing sometimes. Long story short I sat there for three hours, went through two rows of Oreos, and bit off every single nail on my hands without typing one single word. 

I knew nothing about relationships. I've never had a real relationship. I've been kissed, but it didn't make my toes curl or any of that other girly crap everyone talks about. Boys have taken me out to dinner. Well, if you could call it that! They took me to some fast foot restaurant and paid for my Dollar Menu items. I guess you could say I've had 'relationships' but I've never had a romantic relationship. Romance was seriously lacking in my life. Sometimes I longed for that boy who put a check next to everything on my list, but sometimes it's just easier to snuggle up to my old basset hound and watch slasher movies on Valentine's day. 

My list? Oh! It's a list I made in ninth grade. Camille says it's stupid, but I live my life by it. Tucked tightly between the pages of my favorite romance book, in my favorite chapter, is The List. At least once a year I have a reason to look over it and grade the boy I'm with, but it's never been checked once. My rule is if the boy hasn't given me a reason to check an item after two months together then we're not going to work out. The list goes a little something like this...