a/n: * - Mystic Mountain Ski Resort and Mystic,
(Northern) California
are fake..as far as i know i made them up.Also
i don't know Mya's mother's real name, so i made
one up; if you know please send it to me and i'll
correct it.
Mike, Dre, Justin, and Joey went in the first
limo. Lonnie, Lance, JC, and Chris went in the
second one. Chris was the only one quiet as
they headed to the airport in the cold weather.
Once they got to the airport, Chris got a call on
his cell phone. "Hello, this is Chris. Who's
speakin'?" "Hi, Chris. Are you okay
sweetheart?" "I'm fine . Hey Mom. What's up?"
He sighed as he waited in line for information
on his flight. "We're not home,Chirs. The family
is spending Christmas vacation at the Mystical
Mountain Ski Resort in Northern California.
Write down the inforamtion and take the next
plane here." Chris wrote down all the
information his mom gave him as he told her
her goodbye. "Okay, Mom. Later." "Hi ", he said
walking up to the counter,"I need to exchange
my ticket to *Mystic,California. Thanks." Chris
turned away from the counter and saw the
rest of the guys. "Well, Chris what's up?" JC
said to him. "Family's at a ski resort and I'm
gonna spend the whole vacation with them."
"Okay, we'll see you after the holidays."Joey
said. "Yeah, see you after new years!" Lance
and Justin both said as they followed Joey to
the line so they could board on the plane.
"Um,Chris did you get another letter from My-
your penpal?" Chris looked at JC and held his
head down, then looked up at him with a smile.
"Yeah. I miss her. I guess that and the weather
as given me, 'the winter blues' " JC put a
comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry.
Maybe she'll send you a great christmas gift to
make up for not being able to get off from
work." "Yeah, but I would love to see her." An
announcerspoke out several flights over the
loudspeaker. "Well time to go. See ya after New
Years!" "Bye JC! See ya man!" Chris said as
they went their seperate ways. Chris got on the
plane and found his seat. he buckled his seat
belt and leaned back while the flight attendants
went through the procedures and the plane
started to take off. Chris reached inside his
jacket and pulled out his cell phone and a
envelope. He put his earpiece inside his ear
and the phone on vibrate, to respect the other
passengers; even though they were chatting ,
typing on laptops, or watching the TVs on the
back of the seats in fron of them. He stared at
the envelope and pulled out the letter to read
it over again.
Hi Chris,
Is it snowing where you are? It's a
blizzard , here in
France. I'm not sure if we are or are not going to
do the last concert.I
have to wait and see. Speaking of seeing, I wish I
could see you again.
I miss you , Chris. We have so much fun , writing
each other, talking on
the phone or computer. The best times are when we
get to spend time
face to face. I'll try to call you when I get a
chance. Later cutie!
Mya
Chris smiled as he put the letter back in the
envelope and back in his jacket. He felt his
phone vibrate and saw the name on the
screen. He clicked on and heard laughter
in the background. "Chris?!" "Hey you! Are you ,
okay?" "Yeah, we did the concert and the tours
over.I'm comming home. My mom's gonna
meet me at Mystic Mountain Ski Resort
with my brothers." Chris perked up. "What?!
My, do me a favor?" " Sure, Chris. What?"
"Call me when you get there,okay? Maybe
we can find a way to spend some of the holiday
with each other." "Sure." Mya smiled into the
phone. "I'll talk to you later, cutie. Have a
happy christmas." Chris laughed at Mya's
statement. "You mean, Merry Christmas."
"But I like you happy. Later, cutie!" Click.
Chris cheered up, knowing he's getting
a chance to see the one girl in the world
he want; very soon.