I wake up feeling soothed by the warm covers and soft pillows. It feels like I'm sinking comfortably in the mattress.

I don't get up wanting to stay asleep for hours. A knock comes from my door and I sit up.

"Come in." I say wiping the sleep from my eyes. The door opens slowly revealing Ryder.

"Hey," my eyes feel a little heavy and my body feels a bit tired still. I try to adjust myself from just waking up.

"My parents and I are going out to get a christmas tree if you wanna come?" I nod and he smiles before exiting the room.

I put on a black lace thin sweater adding a black tank top underneath. Then slip on my blue ripped jeans and some black Uggs and black winter's coat.

After applying my overly expensive make up I walk downstairs and Ryder hands me a cocoa in foam coffee cup.

"Thanks." I say, we grab our items and go to the car which is a black mercadies. The heater turns on warming my cold body.

Ryder sits closer to me and kisses my cheek. "You guys can do that when we get home." Ryder's mom says sternly pursing her lips.

I laugh into Ryder and Look ahead taking a sip of warm sweet cocoa.
We arrive at the Christmas tree lot and walk out.

The smell of pine, eggnog, and christmas fills the air. Ryder takes my hand as we walk with his parents finding a tree.

"I love Christmas, don't you?" I ask him, he nods. "My family and I always go all out. So we're planning to stay up late tonight, you'll need coffee trust me." He says, I smile and look at a tree.

"This one is so nice." I say, he looks at it and snaps a picture. "We'll tell my parents if they can't find a good one soon." He says, we make our way over to them and see them drinking eggnog.

A tray of fresh sugar cookies on the table with a sign that says 'take one' in red marker.

I walk over and grab two handing one to Ryder and bite into mine as I drink another sip of cocoa.

"What's your favorite christmas movie?" I ask Ryder, he smiles. "Home Alone, and that being number one of course." He says.

"Well duh, number two no offense was just weird. There was that crazy bird lady and what not." I say, he nods in agreement.

I throw in the last bite of my cookie and wash the remaining crumbs down with cocoa.

"Guys, I think I found one!" Ryder's mom shouts happily guiding us to it.

We arrive at a tree that's even better than what we found. We grab the tree and tie it on top of the car.

We all get in trying to warm up and then drive off heading back to the house to decorate.
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I hang a fancy looking ornament on the large filled and green tree.
Ryder adds one as well, "this is looking great." He says confidently.

I take a few steps back looking at it, realizing it looks really nice. Classy, clean, modern, but expensive.

I feel my phone constantly vibrating in my pocket and pull it out. I walk upstairs and answer the phone.

"Hey mom!" I shout happy to hear from her. "Hey honey how is Ryder's parents?" She questions,
"They're cool we were all just decorating the tree." I inform her, I hear and 'oh' on the other end.

"So, how is their house?" "A huge mansion with hard to count rooms. And don't even get me started on my room, or the pool, or the divine food." I ramble on.

I hear a soft yet harsh laugh at the other end of the phone. "So how are you and dad?" "Good, we can't wait for you to come home and introduce us to Ryder."

"Yah, hopefully it's nice. Hey, I gotta go. Thanks for checking in on me." I say, "you're welcome. Love you, bye." She hangs up and I slide my phone back in my pocket.

As I walk downstairs and I make my way over to the tree I see it's almost done. "Sorry, my mom had called me." I tell them all.

"Oh don't worry, I as a mother understand." Ryder's mom says, "yes really don't worry. As long as you are happy." Ryder's dad adds.

We finish the tree and Ryder and his dad talk together on the couch.

I go in the kitchen with his mom. "Mrs.Rhodet?" I question. "Oh please call me Sam. I hate being called otherwise I feel so old." She says seasoning her duck.

"Okay Sam, does it bother you I am younger than your son? I ask, she smiles looking at me.

"Of course not, as long as both of you are happy then so am I." "Well, all of me loves all of him." I say.

She smiles brighter and continues to make the duck.
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We all sit at the table and after saying our prayers, we begin to eat. "This duck is good mom." Ryder says while chewing on a peice.

"Aww thanks honey." She says, he bites into a breadroll and then sets it back down to sip on his wine.

"So, any special traditions you guys have?" I ask them, his dad clears his throat to speake.

"Well, on christmas eve night we all sit near the fire as we drink cocoa and eat brownies. Then all open one gift each, watch a movie, and fall asleep in the living room. And since you don't get the privlage of staying untill Christmas eve night. Along with Rydsd, I decided we can do it on your last night here, that way you can see what it's like." He says.

"That sounds nice, I'd love that." I say preparing to bite into my piece of duck. As soon as I chew all the flavours mold into an amazing combination.

The sweet, savoury, and juiciness forming an everlasting taste. We all eat and talk about other things and after dinner we alldecorate some more to a very late time. Just like Ryder said would happen.