Collab Fiction On Odyssey: For Just A Second

Collab Fiction On Odyssey: For Just A Second

A fleeting moment of revival.

Special thanks to my Slytherin collab authors: Krissy, Maitri, Grace, Alma and Kristen

“Thunk.” My head whipped up from my phone as I squinted past the roasting fire place. Silence. Oblivious, I️ reached over to my Bluetooth speaker and cranked up the music before jamming off into a world of my own.

It was only when I started serenading the menorah to “All I Want for Christmas is You” that I realized that I wasn’t alone. Wheezing slightly from my belting, I squinted up at a large, sooty, and beefy person. It took a few seconds, but even without the typical red and white-trimmed outfit, I could recognize that figure anywhere.

To say I was shocked, would be the least. I was not expecting him to be home — at all

“Dad.” I croaked. My mouth had gone dry. The past couple of months had been the busiest for him. In between running the elves and keeping a track of 1.9 billion children that only remember him once a year, he never had the time to come home and spend it with the kid that missed him the most. His kid. Me.

“My daughter,” he said after a few seconds. The seconds felt like eternity. I wasn’t expecting him home for another day or two. The emotions of not seeing him in so long had been bottled up until I saw his red cheeks blush red as cherries with bottled up emotions of his own. We hugged each other into a much-needed embrace with tears rolling down both of our cheeks. My day-to-day life just wasn’t the same without him.

“I missed you,” I said to him as we parted, my face still wet. Every year went the same way. He would come back to me for a few minutes during the holidays, after the elves had finished making all of the presents, and then go back to the North Pole again to start his Christmas journey. I’ve begged him for years to let me join him there. It’s crazy unfair that Mom and Dad get to live in the Arctic while I’m stuck in a foster home in Georgia. But he thinks I’m better off here, away from the world of magic.

But what if that’s not what I think?

“I missed you too, more than you could ever know,” my father said, scooping up a cookie from the plate I had left him and putting a present under the tree. “See you next year, sweetheart.”

And with that, he was gone.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

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Time to intern!

Not only is summer “break” a good time to take some extra classes, but it’s also a perfect time to intern. That’s right, no sleeping in ‘til noon! Don’t forget to set those alarms because college students have to be up and running to gain work experience for their future careers. College students sometimes even endure these long days without any pay, but you gotta do what you gotta do to lock in a post-college job at that ideal company. High school students: props to you if you intern over the summer, I just see it more often among college kids.

Work, work, work.

I had a summer job in high school, but I didn’t work nearly as much as I do now as a college student. Summer is the optimal time to stack up on dollar bills in your savings account. You need money for those ridiculously pricey textbooks (opened quite less often than you’d think), groceries, housing, spending money, and other miscellaneous college expenses. Yeah, you can always work doing the school year, but juggling that along with classes, extracurricular activities, and an eventful social life can be pretty exhausting. Also, it can deter you from getting decent grades (which is why you're in college in the first place).

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I think that my tree would not be considered Christmas-y if the ornaments are taken off and the lights are kept on. I think to just looks wintry. I am also keeping up decorations that say "let it snow", and I am keeping up any snowman without holly berries or presents in their hands.

The tree looks wintry in my opinion. It looks pretty with the lights and brings the room together. It gives off a warm ambiance, unlike that of fluorescent lighting.

I've taken all ornaments off except for gold snowflakes and I've left the silver tinsel garland on as well as the lights. It looks wintry to me still. I will probably be taking the whole tree down by the end of this month to prepare for Valentine's Day decorating. (Yes, I pretty much decorate my apartment for every holiday—sue me).

There's nothing like coming downstairs and seeing those lights sparkling.

Or coming inside from a dreary, rainy day outside and seeing them light up the room in a calm, warm, and comforting glow.

Or having a bad day, looking up, and seeing them shine.

It sort of makes me upset when I come downstairs and see that someone has unplugged them, to be honest.

I guess they don't see it as I do.

Pretty, twinkling lights forever!

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