The shenanigans of a group of friends lead to epic experiences and memories for all of them.
They all have known each other for nearly a decade and think they know each other really well, but they don't. They all live with secrets.
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"MERRY CHRISTMAS" I yell at the top of my lungs when I wake up at 5 a.m. for fajr.
"Merry Christmas" they all say still not able to get on my level of excitement.
I really am the liveliest soul on Christmas.
We all pray and then have hot chocolate.
"We'll go and have s'mores at night." I suggest and gen, sylas, jas, pen and ant hum in agreement.
Our house is totally packed. We only have 5 bedroom. My parents and us four siblings'. Since jas and ant are here they're sleeping in Penelope's room and I and Penelope are sleeping in mine, because we're scared of dad.
Rick has the luxury of sleeping alone and sy is sleeping with gen.
After the snacking I take rick into my room with me because I need help in creating a look and I do not know no one better than him.
"So green and red?" Rick questions.
"Nah green and purple." "Nuf with the sas" "I'm not joking." "Seriously, oh yeah you are Rumysa after all." "Which means?" "You are ought to make dumb choices." "They aren't dumb they're different." "Whatever, I like this purple one, you can wear this with your emerald green high heels and Oh you'd rock a green lip with green and white eyeshadow with maybe a little white stars on the lids."
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"Continue" "Or maybe all white, red and green." "Nah" "Green makeup, dress and red heels?" "Sure"
"But they'll be hidden" I complain. "Do you want to wear leggings then." "No" "That's what I thought"
He leaves my room and I give veronica, my maid, my gown to iron while I go arrange my make up.
Its currently 8 a.m so I go to my library to get "the error in our ways" and take it to the sun room and read.
I absolutely love the sun room. The sofa infront of it is very comfortable and I think I've read more than 250 books here. It's the most peaceful place in my entire house but also the hottest.
1 p.m.
I finish the entire book in 5 hours and now decide to make some gingerbread men.
I get into the kitchen, collect all the ingredients and then start baking. I play ariana grande because Christmas isnt Christmas without music.
In about 10 minutes when I'm singing "Santa tell me" Jasim comes in.
He grabs an apple and looks and me with his brow up questioning something.
"What?" "Nothing you're not wearing an apron." "Because I don't." "Butchu did when we were making the peanut butter cinnamon cake." "Its because I didn't want you looking like a fool with mom so I decided we both could be fools together. " "Oh" "And mama only wore it because she wanted to seem "elegant". She always puts a fake act infront of people. She's not that kind she's a bad bitch and she knows it. "Hahahahahah ok, should I help?" "No just shut the fuck up and then later when they're horribly baked you can taste them, ok? "Yes ma'am."
