Around 10:00am on Christmas day, Emma woke up to Christmas music coming from the kitchen in the small, two-bedroom apartment. Getting out of bed she trudged into the living room in boxers and a Social Distortion shirt. Her still brown hair was up in a messy bun and she had big yellow duck slippers on. (hehe I have those!)

 

“Good morning sweetie. I was wondering when you’d wake up.” her dad said while he cooked bacon and eggs for the two of them.

 

“Morning.” Emma responded as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.

 

“Some guy called for you. I think he said his name was DJ or JT or something of the sort. He wants you to call him back sometime today. I have to go into the office around 3:00 to finish up some paper work. Will you be ok here?” her dad asked, wishing he could spend Christmas Day with his only daughter, let alone, his only kid.

 

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, is it ok if I go somewhere later?”

 

“Yeah, just don’t get into trouble!” her father said with a smile.

 

After eating breakfast, Emma and her father exchanged gifts. Emma had bought her father a nice black sweater and a big chocolate Santa.

 

From her father, Emma received a Nightmare Before Christmas backpack, the Rag doll perfume, a few band stickers, and he said that he had one more gift for her, but she couldn’t get it until later that night.

 

She took her things to her room and dialed TJ’s number:

 

“Hello?” a male voice answered.

 

“Hi, is TJ there?”

 

“This is him.”

 

“Hey TJ, it’s Emma, you called?”

 

“Yeah, I did. Whatcha doin’ today?”

 

“Nothing at all. My dad’s going into the office... again. What are you up to?”

 

“I’m not doin’ much. I was wondering if you wanted to go to the park with Sam and I?”

 

“Sure, what time?”

 

“Ummm... it’s about 12:30 right now, will you be ready if we pick you up at 1:30?”

 

“Yup! Ok, I’ll see ya then.” Emma said. “Bye, and thanks.”

 

“No prob! Later.”  TJ said hanging up.

 

“Emma hung up the phone and grabbed her towels to get into the shower.

 

After taking her shower, Emma got dressed and sprayed on her rag doll perfume.

 

Grabbing her bag and two gifts, Emma headed down the stairs to the parking lot. “Bye Emma, I Love you!” her father yelled after her.

 

“Love you too dad.” Emma called back.

 

After getting into the car and exchanging greetings, TJ peeled out of the parking lot.