Being in Love With You

#5

Mila's P.O.V.

After Evan took me home, the next few days were pretty much.......busy. Since Evan announced to the world that we were together; which I knew was really hard for him, considering all the factors that came about it, people have been all over me and him. I mean, they're so interested in my life that there making my boss happy. He says that it's been the first time in ages that anyone has ever just showed up to the movie theater and it wasn't for any special occasion.

It is coming closer to the year where the people who have Christian beliefs, celebrate Christmas and people who are Jewish celebrate Hanukkah or the people who celebrate Kwanzaa. Thanksgiving had just past and Evan and I both spent it with our families. So, now it's Christmas season. Either way, there was a holiday being celebrated. My family was always big on Christmas. Especially when it came down to Christmas Eve, we did traditions for hours until the hour stroked twelve.

We would first wake up and have Christmas shaped pancakes and hot cocoa with marshmallows. Then we would watch the two major classic movies. Home Alone 1 and 2. By then, mom would have finished the tortillas and empanadas. Dad would then spend time with Chris and then with me, separately. He learned that after the three previous times he had us together. And finally by this time, mom would have called the Chinese place and ordered our usual. Shrimp & Broccoli with white rice and Lo Mein. Mom thought that having to cook two big meals was a little bit much.

We would all then fall asleep as we camped out on the floor. It was the perfect way to end the tradition. And I couldn't wait for it tomorrow. As for Evan, he is spending quality time with his family. He didn't tell me but I always remembered that the mayor always had a party this time of the year. I guess he just didn't want me to go to that kind of thing. I don't know.

Overall, Evan has been great. He is sweet and he actually makes me smile more times than I'd would even know. I am extremely happy with him.

Right now I am getting ready for bed as I just read my goodnight message from Evan. I sent him one back and told him Merry Christmas in the end.

I mean I am not going to see him for a couple of days so I wanted to say it now before the day gets busier than usual.

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I woke up the next morning, smiling from ear to ear. For one, Christmas is only 24 hours away and two, I really was craving for the pancakes my mom makes. And she makes the best Christmas pancakes of all time. No one can top hers. And I mean no one.

I rushed my routine might I add, slightly bit too much. I then finally left my room and came downstairs to see my brother already devouring his pancakes. He was about to touch mine, when I slapped his hand. "Don't even think about it." I sternly said. He groaned as he rubbed his hand as he gave me the look.

My mom continued to work in the kitchen. All of the sudden, my dad came in and kissed the top our heads. He then walked to where my mom was and wrapped his arms around her.

Urggggh....mentally puking.

I just focused on the food on my plate as I didn't look up, scared to see if they started to make out. It was normal to them but to us, it's just plain gross. I mean who likes to see there parents kissing. Not me. That's for sure.

The day began with our normal family traditions. We saw Home Alone 1 for the......17th time. The 19th time for my brother. So, basically if we round that up, we have seen this movie 36 times. Kind of crazy, huh.

We were at the part where Kevin finds himself actually enjoying being alone in the house all by himself. I always thought that this was kind of what most kids felt, including me. If I were to ever be alone in this house as a nine year old kid, I would probably be exactly like him. I mean.....right.