Chapter 29

~Zayne Beckett~

"Zayne, wake up! It's Christmas!"

I groaned and turned over, hugging tightly onto my pillow. "Eve. It's Christmas Eve."

"I know! Wake up!"

I was then whacked in the face with a pillow. "Don't make me get the pot."

"You won't need to get the pot," I groaned once more, before finally sitting up with my eyelids heavier than Meghan.

She got on my bed and put something on my head, assuming it was the Santa hat. "Dress for the occasion."

"You're six."

"I'm still three."

"You're gonna have to mature sooner or later."

"I choose later."

I chuckled, got up, and got ready to prepare for dinner.

It was a long day of decorating and helping my Mom in the kitchen, but I was happy to say that I looked forward to dinner.

Meghan's friends and at least one of their parents were coming, my Mom's friends were also coming, and of course, Carter, Nadia, and Aurora were coming.