Three weeks later…
I opened my eyes and looked at my calendar. It was December 24. Christmas Eve. It was also the three week anniversary of my mother’s death and the week anniversary of her funeral. I sighed and felt the locket on my neck. Today, it would gain two plus pictures. I changed into a red haut, retour au début with some nice jeans and some converse. I slipped on my green hoodie and flew out the door. They were all specially made for my wings. I flew into the lounge and saw I was the seconde one up. Batman was there too. I flew over to him.
“Hey Batman! Ready to set up the tree?” I asked cheerfully. This was the happiest I’ve been since my mother died.
“Yeah. I just have to grab it. Would toi mind helping me?” he asked
“No problem” I flew out of the lounge and to a storage room. Batman opened the door and we walked in. He started picking up a box, but it was to heavy for him alone. I grabbed the other side and helped him carry it back to the lounge. We opened the box and I looked in. It was the biggest arbre I’d ever seen.
“Uh, Bat’s. We might need back up” I said. He laughed.
“Not with toi ,Connor and Megan here” Batman said, walking to the rooms
“Um, toi may not want to wake Connor up. He might get angry at being woken up at” I looked at my watch “ 7:15 in the morning”
“I’m sure he’ll be fine” Batman a dit stopping outside his door.
“How about we wake Megan first, then she can telekinetically wake him” I suggested. Batman ignored me and walked in. I went to go wake up Megan. I knocked on her door. Nothing.
“Megan?” I whispered. No response. I opened the door and walked in. Her lit was in the middle of the room. I walked over to her, but the seconde I went to touch her shoulder, she grabbed my wrist and flung me into the air, kicked me in the stomach, then punched me across the room. I rubbed my stomach and got up, but apparently, that looked like round two. I managed to defend myself this time. I made myself promise that no matter how much I wanted too, I would not fight back.
“Megan!” I managed through gritted teeth “It’s me, Alex!” She immediately stopped fighting.
“Alex!? I am so, so, so sorry!” Megan exclaimed. Batman and Connor ran in.
“Next time Bat’s, you’re waking Megan up” I a dit as I passed him.
“Okay team. We need to set up the Christmas tree. Megan, you’ll take the middle, Alex will take the haut, retour au début and Connor will take the bottom with me” Batman a dit when we got to the lounge. Batman and Connor set their piece up first, then Megan put her’s on, the finally, I flew up and put the haut, retour au début on.
I opened my eyes and looked at my calendar. It was December 24. Christmas Eve. It was also the three week anniversary of my mother’s death and the week anniversary of her funeral. I sighed and felt the locket on my neck. Today, it would gain two plus pictures. I changed into a red haut, retour au début with some nice jeans and some converse. I slipped on my green hoodie and flew out the door. They were all specially made for my wings. I flew into the lounge and saw I was the seconde one up. Batman was there too. I flew over to him.
“Hey Batman! Ready to set up the tree?” I asked cheerfully. This was the happiest I’ve been since my mother died.
“Yeah. I just have to grab it. Would toi mind helping me?” he asked
“No problem” I flew out of the lounge and to a storage room. Batman opened the door and we walked in. He started picking up a box, but it was to heavy for him alone. I grabbed the other side and helped him carry it back to the lounge. We opened the box and I looked in. It was the biggest arbre I’d ever seen.
“Uh, Bat’s. We might need back up” I said. He laughed.
“Not with toi ,Connor and Megan here” Batman said, walking to the rooms
“Um, toi may not want to wake Connor up. He might get angry at being woken up at” I looked at my watch “ 7:15 in the morning”
“I’m sure he’ll be fine” Batman a dit stopping outside his door.
“How about we wake Megan first, then she can telekinetically wake him” I suggested. Batman ignored me and walked in. I went to go wake up Megan. I knocked on her door. Nothing.
“Megan?” I whispered. No response. I opened the door and walked in. Her lit was in the middle of the room. I walked over to her, but the seconde I went to touch her shoulder, she grabbed my wrist and flung me into the air, kicked me in the stomach, then punched me across the room. I rubbed my stomach and got up, but apparently, that looked like round two. I managed to defend myself this time. I made myself promise that no matter how much I wanted too, I would not fight back.
“Megan!” I managed through gritted teeth “It’s me, Alex!” She immediately stopped fighting.
“Alex!? I am so, so, so sorry!” Megan exclaimed. Batman and Connor ran in.
“Next time Bat’s, you’re waking Megan up” I a dit as I passed him.
“Okay team. We need to set up the Christmas tree. Megan, you’ll take the middle, Alex will take the haut, retour au début and Connor will take the bottom with me” Batman a dit when we got to the lounge. Batman and Connor set their piece up first, then Megan put her’s on, the finally, I flew up and put the haut, retour au début on.
This tree is roughly 20 feet tall. And I thought we'd need back up!
I put my tiara in my still perfect hair. I slipped on my silver shoes and bangle.
The one I was trying on was a green nightmare: a super short green skirt, super high green boots, and a revealing green top.
"The building may collapse at any minute!"
"I expected Batman to be here, but life isn't fair."
