*This chapter contains a few swear words, and talks of a three way. Nothing is shown, but its implied. Read at your own risk.*
Heavy footsteps in the hall and the sound of giggles woke me up. I looked at the clock, it was 4 am, I hadn’t even been sleeping for very long. Max must have been just getting home from the party, and by the sounds of it, he had company!
I hurried out in the hall to catch Max, intending to ask him about the blond. I was curious if he knew her, since he seemed to know everyone in this town.
“Hey man, you got a minute?” I asked yawning so loud my jaw cracked.
I craned my head around Max and looked through the open bedroom door. In spite of myself, I was impressed.
“Hurry up Max…” The blond one said from the bed, beckoning him with one long red tipped finger nail.
“Yeah I got a minute.” Max laughed. “These two aren’t going anywhere.” He shut the door behind him. “What’s up?”
“Do you remember seeing a pretty blond at the party earlier?” I asked.
“I saw lots of pretty blonds you need to be more specific bud.” Max crossed his arms across his chest.
“She had an asshole boyfriend with her. Randall something. Ring any bells?”
“I’m afraid not.” Max said apologetically.
“Damn.” I said, mostly to myself.
“Max…” One of the girls called from the bedroom. “We are getting cold in here, come in and keep us warm.”
Max rubbed his hands together, his eyes lighting up.
“Well you better get back in there.” I laughed.
“Sorry I couldn’t be more help.” Max said then turned to head back to his room.
“Alright ladies! Max is back!” He laughed and headed back inside, shutting the bedroom door behind him.
I laughed as I headed back to my bedroom. Max really had a way with the ladies that was unrivaled.
As I headed downstairs the next morning, I heard giggles and whispers coming from the living room.
Feeling like I was a piece of meat walking around in my boxers, I gave the girls a sheepish grin and walked past them. I was hungry, and these girls weren’t going to keep me away from my cereal.
To my annoyance, the girls looked at each other, stood up, and sat across the table from me as I ate my cereal.
“Can I help you with something?” I asked around a mouthful of cheerio’s.
“How long have you known my Maxi-poo” The blond asked. I about spit out my cereal. Maxi-poo?
“Er Maxi-poo, and I have been friends for 2 years.” I said.
“This is a nice house.” The brunette said looking around. “Are you single?”
I choked on a piece of cereal that lodged in my throat. “Nope.” I lied.
“Too bad.” The brunette cooed. “My name is Melissa, and this is Christine.” She said pointing to the blond.
I laughed. “Do you ever go by Missy as a nick name?” I asked with a snicker.
“So Missy and Chrissy then.” I shook my head and laughed to myself. Leave it to Max, to find these two.
“I don’t get it…” Missy Melissa said scratching her head.
“Ahhh, of course not.” I sighed focusing back on my cereal. These two obviously didn’t have two brain cells to rub together. Max really knew how to pick them.
“Are you making fun of us?” Chrissy asked cocking her head to the side.
“Ding ding! She gets it!”
“You have an attitude problem.” Missy scowled.
“And you have the IQ of a corn flake.” I said, picking up my empty bowl and walking out of the room leaving dumb and dumber sitting there alone.
The next day, I decided to try my hand at shopping. It was the day before Snowflake day, and I figured I’d pick up a couple of things for the family despite Cordelia’s generous offer.
My breath fogged as I hurried inside. It made me feel better to see all the other last-minute shoppers scrambling about. I wasn’t the only slacker in town it seemed!
I was talking to the sales lady when a flash of blond hair caught my eye.
“Excuse me for a minute.” I said cutting off the sales lady mid sentence.
I rushed outside, the sound of bells jingling as the door shut behind me. The parking lot was empty. The blond was gone. It probably wasn’t even her, I told myself trying to make myself feel better. I was starting to think I would never see her again.
“Happy Snowflake day Cole.” My mom said hugging me tightly, the next day.
“Thanks mom.” I said returning her hug.
“I love that sweater on you.” She said. I smiled inside, I hate this sweater, but she had gotten it for me, and I was glad she noticed my attempt at looking presentable. I was a jeans and t-shirt kind of guy.
“Hey Emelia.”I said giving my youngest sister a hug.
“Hey big brother.” She laughed hugging me tightly. We had always been close. And I was glad to see her.
I sat across from my sisters Drusilla and Demi, and nodded at them in acknowledgement.
For the next half hour I watched as my family opened gift after gift. As usual my mom talked about how much longer it took for her to wrap everything then it took for us to unwrap everything. The house was filled with the smell of cinnamon and spice, along with the smell of fresh-baked bread. Everyone was happy with their gifts, I had taken great care in my picks and I was glad to see them received so well.
After the presents were unwrapped, I relaxed on the couch to visit with my sisters.
“Do either of you know a blond-haired girl with violet colored eyes?” I asked knowing that it was probably a long shot.
Drusilla and Demi looked at each other and shook their heads.
“Not that I know of.” Demi said, her blue eyes lighting up as if she scented gossip. “Why?”
“Never mind.” I said changing the subject to her favorite subject. Herself.
“Want to make a snowman with me?” Emelia asked me later as mom was preparing a Christmas feast.
“Sure thing kid.” I smiled, I did enjoy spending time with my youngest sister. We were a lot alike.
“So I met this girl the other day.” I began. “She has a boyfriend, but he is a total…jerk.” I finished.
Emelia rolled her eyes. “Cole, I’m 17. I have heard swear words before, believe it or not.” She laughed. “So whats her name?”
“That’s the thing.” I said.. “I didn’t get her name.”
I launched in the entire story, looking for female advice from the only sister I trusted.
“Well if its ment to be, then you’ll find out who she is.” Emelia smiled. “Sometimes when you stop looking the things we want to seem to appear”
“When did my little sister start to give such good advice?” I said smiling putting the finishing touches on the snow man we were building together.
“I’m full of surprises.” Emelia winked.
“Hey Cordelia.” I sat next to my cousin when I got home from my parents. “How is uncle Aaron doing?”
“Everyone’s good.” She rubbed her eyes tiredly. “I ate way too much as usual, I think I’m going to call it an early night tonight.”
“Did you ever find your mystery blond?” Cordelia asked.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. “Nope. I’m starting to think she is a figment of my imagination.”
Just then the door opened and Max came in letting in a big gust of frigid air and snow.
“Happy snowflake day, and all that shit.” Max greeted leaning on the couch behind me.
“So I met Missy and Chrissy the other day.” I smirked.
“Ahh Missy and Chrissy.” Max laughed. “Not the brightest girls.”
“You are a pig Max.” Cordelia scowled.
“Oh that hurts!” Max clutched his chest like he was mortally wounded.
“Oh so I found out who mystery blond was.” Max said coming out from behind the couch and sitting down on top of the coffee table. He paused for dramatic effect.
“You said she dated a guy named Randall, well I asked around and her name is Isabella Morrow. She’s from Appoloosa Plains.”
He grinned. “You’re welcome. Happy Snowflake day!” Then he stood up and disappeared around the corner.
As I climbed into bed a half hour later I smiled. I finally had a name, thanks to Max. I told myself that I wouldn’t get my hopes up, she did have a boyfriend after all, even if he was a douche. But it couldn’t hurt letting her know that she had options, right?