Hip hop meets ballet

Chapter 23

I'm sorry that this is late, Christmas was a hectic time for me and unfortunately I'm not well at the moment. But please enjoy this chapter that I wrote myself as no one entered my contest but that's okay! I actually love this chapter a lot so I'm happy xx

*Eva's POV*

I can smell it. Christmas. Anticipation arises in my stomach because today is finally the day I've been waiting for.
Mum must be already starting to prepare for Christmas lunch. We always have a big Christmas lunch and mum always goes all out. I guess you could say it's a Fisher tradition. Questioning why mum would already be cooking so early in the morning I glance over to my alarm clock.

My eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets when I see it is just after 11. Jesus Christ I slept in late on christmas!

Tumbling out of bed, I grab my warm fuzzy socks and slip my feet into them. Ooh warm...

I quickly gallop like a horse down the stairs trying to rush to the lounge room as soon as possible. What can I say I'm giddy on christmas!

"Good morning Mum, good morning dad" I say planting a kiss on both of their cheeks.

"Your happy this morning" Mum says looking up for a second from her mixing.

"It's Christmas Louise of course she is going to be happy. Plus the boy she's seeing Callen was over here a few nights ago and it's not hard to tell the locket around her neck was from him" Dad beams taking a sip from his steaming mug of coffee.

"Shut it you!" I say to dad feeling the chain getting heavier and more noticeable around here.

"Oh sweetie I wanted to ask you something before you went and opened your presents. Normally we would have some relatives come over for Christmas lunch but I've decided to ask you if you would like to invite some friends over. Me and your father would like to get to know your friends a little better." Mum smiles.

"Mum that's a great idea! Thankyou, I'll go call Elliot and Myles and this is gonna be the best christmas ever!" I exclaim rushing towards the Christmas tree.

"Don't forget Callen!" She yells after me.

I just knew they'd want me to invite him. Boyfriend interrogation time, except the fact that he is no longer my boyfriend. Hmm.

Anyways present time!

The tree we put up was definitely our best one yet. I'm not going to describe it because it was just a normal decorated Christmas tree but with a lot of love imbedded in it. My eyes darted to the stacks of presents under the tree.

Perks of being an only child, more presents for you!

I found my stocking and pulled that onto the lounge beside me. Mum and dad always put a few wrapped presents under the tree from "santa" and the rest they wrapped and put in my stocking.

After a little bit of searching I found my first present under the tree from Santa. Carefully-- who am I kidding I ripped the wrapping paper of the gift and my smile immediately widened when I saw one of the things I really wanted, a record player. I gave out a little squeal.

And what's a record player without some records, I think to myself as I look for another record shaped present from Santa. Smiling to myself, I grab a present from the very back of the pile and automatically know which records it is. I'm practically crying as I open it and am greeted by The 1975 album record along with the Arctic Monkeys record too.

If this was all I got I would be happy but no I still had my stocking to go. One hour later all of my presents had been open, and the lounge room was littered with my presents.