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I wrote this story for my friend Elise.

Frank P.O.V

Its 8pm on christmas eve and we are stuck on the tour bus. Which is half buried in snow on the side of some road in the middle of now where.

You would think that we would be doing stuff to make the bus nice and cozy. But no.
Everyone sat about doing their own thing.

Ray was lying spread out on the sofa, listening to his ipod and reading a magazine.
Mikey was in his bunk txting and watching some cheesy christmas movie.
And Gerard was staring kinda dramatically out the window.

I how ever sat on the kitchen bench.
This will the first christmas in years without Bob.
And it just doesn't feel the same.

Its like something big is missing from the bus.
Something big, fuzzy and blonde.

I know everyone is feeling the same but they just dont want to say it.

"Maybe we should decorate the bus all christmasy" I sat to Gerard who turns to look at me.
"Whats the point?" He says and I inwardly gasped.
He has lost his christmas spirit!!
"Gerard! dont say that"
"But its true. We're stuck on the bus"
He had a point but I figured that we could at least make it berible.
"You are no fun" I tell him and go towards the bunks.

"Mikey!!!" I yell.
"What is it Frankie??" He asks, his head poping out from behind the curtain.
"Wanna decorate the bus with me?" I ask him.
"No Frankie, I dont really" He says.
"Aw!!" I whine. "Has everyone lost their christmas spirit?" I ask him.

"Yes we have" Ray answers, climbing into his bunk.
"You people suck" I shout and jump into my own bunk.

This is going to be the WORST christmas EVER.
No one wants to try make it decent.
They just want to treat it like another day.

Also, why is everyone so depressing and cold?
They should be happy and joyful.

"I'll just have to be happy and joyful for the lot of them" I said before drifting off to sleep.


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