(December 1st, 2037)
The first day of December seems to arrive like never before. For it was a sweet candy after a bitter sour one with that chilling frosty snowflakes above my head finally one of my yearly wishes is granted and I wouldn't forget this season for sure.
I moved in with my mom together with my sweet surprisingly step sister and president Dylan Scott and I thanked him that he welcome me like a real son and it was no big deal.
Thirteen years dad, and you are still their guiding me and mom. I'm pretty sure that you are kind of having that smile in heaven for we found our light.
President Dylan and I are currently building the Christmas tree and for this year it is that giant white frost with red sparkling like ropes hanging around the tree with this colorful set of Christmas balls and giant star.
It was so beautiful and I felt like Christmas already gave me my present. Now that we live in one roof the president and I got to know each other even more and he was more of a silent one on the inside but the outside, he was the voice.
After the final touch we sat down one on one outside his mansion and talk by the pool with the champagne unwinding with us.
He offered me a glimp of a glass and then proceed with this words that made me almost drop my glass.
"The next holiday season is the start of a new election in the country and I want you on to be on my team".
I didn't know what to say in the first place for I don't have any experience on becoming a senator or a more of a serious role so my tongue is twisted with words as I explained my doubts.
"that's complete b***shit. You just graduated in such a young age in a Law course with the highest average, became the youngest attorney in the white house, even sometimes a professor in a famous university and you are just like 20 or something? Now you are telling me you can't become a senator" President Dylan explains for he disagreed with my doubts
"Besides , Once I put my trust on you there's no turning back son" The president added and laughs as he drinks his champagne.
The president seems to be confident around me and I think this the perfect chance to reach my future goal. I think he is the answer.
The winter falls down for the second time this year and I couldn't think of a place to unwind and get warmed than Ricci's grill and pub. The first place I got to date my best friend and I think this is the perfect place to level up our status. I never tell her since that night.
Contacting Michigan
Phone ringing.....
"Hey it's Michigan, drop a message after this call beeps.."
"Beepp!"
She seems to be busy with work since the holiday season came by.
What am I kidding! I should just support her and wait for her to be free. Leaving a message might do it hoping that she will come tonight after the first snowfall.
Inside ricci's grill and pub. I take a seat as I look at the window still waiting for Michigan to drop by when I just notice a familiar face and it was Vivoree having a drink alone at the bar desk as she watches the news.
"hey.."
"Oh heyy! This is a surprise.." Vivoree greeted back with a serious face
I seat at her side and asked why is she drinking alone at the first day of winter. But she just pass the question back at me and told her that I'm waiting for someone.
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