Thursday, February 14, 2013

She Loves You

Wow, it feels good to blog again!

How are you all? I hope you're all doing fine because I've really missed all of you (even though I think a good chunk of you are gone, but to the ones who stayed - hi!)

I guess I should tell you where I've been these past, erm, years.

Well, you see, Molly (remember, my sister who is a huge international pop star?) went on a World Tour and took all of us sisters with her! We went everywhere - England, France, Japan, Russia, Brazil, you name it, we were probably there.

If you remember a post about us all going to a random cousin of Halle's - it was just made up, I wanted to have a happy ending to this blog. Sorry I lied!

Anywho, we're back at home with Halle (A.k.a Melanie, how many times am I going to have to clear this up?) and school is back up. (AGPPA!)

Which brings me to the story.

Valentine's day.

Two years ago, in 2011, I sang a song to Matt Riden (Does that name bring back memories?) in the lunch room because I was helplessly in love with him and hoping he'd love me back. That night, I opened a Valentine saying he loved me back, but it never really went anywhere.

Now, in 2013 - how about I just tell you?

This morning, I woke up eagerly anticipating this day, even deciding to curl my hair. Why not?

So, after that, I went out to the breakfast area and Callie just had to blurt out "Wow, Chris, looking good! Of course this doesn't have anything to do with Matt just getting his license and driving you to school every morning, right?"

Don't worry, Callie Monroe hasn't changed a bit over the two years.

"Come off it, Cals." Cindie nudged her best friend's arm with a knowing smile. She was standing up for me, but I knew she agreed with Callie.

"Here you go, lover girl. Some fresh pancakes." Marisol winked as she handed me pancakes shaped in a heart. So Marisol.

"Thanks, Mar." I smiled back before digging in.

While everyone was eating, Julia came down the stairs with her ukulele in hand.

"No, you're not bringing that thing to school." Becca's hazel eyes stared at the small instrument with disgust.

"Yes I am, princess. You can't stop me." The blonde rolled her eyes as she tuned it.

Before I could see the fight broke out, I got a call from Matt saying that he was in our driveway. While I was on the phone, everyone else who could hear started whooping and making kissy noises. I swear, they're still 12.

"Bye, everyone!" I said before rushing out the door and into Matt's car.

"Hey, Maxie." He was getting more English every day, I decided as he kissed me, sweetly. "Happy Valentine's day."

"Happy Valentine's day to you too, Matt." I smiled as we drove down the street.

I didn't want to flat out ask, but I was wondering what he was planning to do. I mean, we have been going out for almost two years now, but what if he didn't get me anything? It wouldn't matter, but of course, it would be nice. I mean, what is Valentine's Day without the flowers and the chocolates and the -

"Look in the back seat." He smiled, motioning towards the back when we stopped at a red light.

I did as he suggested and let out a huge "Awwwwwwwww!"

In the backseat, waiting for me, was a large pink stuffed dog holding a heart that said "Be Mine." I picked it up and cuddled with it for the rest of the ride to AGPPA.

"Thanks, Matt! He's adorable." I gushed. What a cute dog! He looked like a Carl, so I decided to name him that.

"Carl?" Matt asked when I explained this to him. "Isn't that a little, I don't know, creepy?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, arching an eyebrow in his direction.

"Well, when you think of a Carl you think of an old man and not a cute little dog." He laughed and I rolled my eyes and punched his arm, playfully.

"Hey! I'm driving!" He protested and I laughed, hard.

"Well, Carl told me to do it!"

At school, all of my sister gushed over Carl with me - he's literally the cutest thing I've ever seen (besides Matt and Paul McCartney, anyways!)

Lunchtime came around and Jess came in, toting a heart-shaped pizza she had made in her Foods class.

"YES!" Callie had decided earlier that her Valentine would be pizza, and her plan came true.

While we all dug in, the school band started setting up on stage.

"What's that all about?" Sonali asked, peering at the band. I shrugged, but when Matt came out, all eyes at our table went to me.

"Chrissa, do you know what your boyfriend is up to?" Molly asked, but before I could answer, the band began playing a song that sounded eerily like the Beatles' 'All You Need is Love.'

"There's nothing you can do that can't be done," OH MY GOD IT IS ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE OKAY CHRISSA, BREATHE, BREATHE.

"Nothing you can sing that can't be sung," Matt, who was on the stage, climbed down the steps and began walking in my direction. My hands got sweaty and I know I was the color of a tomato. I felt all of my sisters' eyes on me as I locked mine with my boyfriend.

"Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the game. It's easy." He winked at me, just causing me to blush even harder. Sonali nudged me and I turned to her before she motioned for me to get up and begin walking to him. I shook my head, knowing that if I got up, somehow I'd end up on the floor.

"Nothing you can make that can't be made," He was getting closer, his brown hair shining from the cafeteria lighting. How did I get so lucky?

"No one you can save that can't be saved." Once he finally reached me, he held out his hand. I took it while he sang the next line.

"Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time. It's easy." He and I began walking back to the stage.

"All you need is love!" Matt sang before my sisters vocalized the band's solo.

"All you need is love!" Elizabeth and Julie sang as we passed their table. Prudence winked at me, causing me to laugh.

"All you need is love, love," Matt turned to me once we reached the stairs and sang right into my eyes.

"LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED!" Callie screamed out, causing both Matt and I to laugh.

The guitar solo played while people got up and walked to their Valentine before confessing their love to them. I saw Wesley Simmons talking to Sonali and grinned a mega watt smile - she's liked that boy for about two months now. Good to know he liked her back.

I scanned the crowd and saw Prudence and Nathan cuddling, they've been on again off again but they're always precious together.

Then, I saw little Rita grab her best friend, Brett's hand. She was never one to beat around the bush, that's for sure.

Before I could look at anyone else, the guitar solo was over and Matt tapped me on the shoulder.

"All you need is love." Matt held out the microphone for me to sing, so I did, albeit shakily.

"All you need is love!" He repeated as he spun me around. I turned to face the band and Cindie waved to me, happily before continuing to conduct it.

"All you need is love, love!" Marisol, had somehow gotten a microphone and stood on the table while she sang.

"Love is all you need!" Callie yelled out again, before all of my sisters and friends began walking to the stage.

"Nothing you can know that isn't known." I sang, this time a little more confident.

"Nothing you can see that isn't shown." Matt replied as he slung an arm around my shoulder.

"Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be. It's easy." The microphone was in Sonali's hand now and she belted out her line like no other.

"All you need is love," The crowd sang.

"All you need is love!" We replied, brightly as the band played their bit in a flourish.

"All you need is love, love," Charity, who was swaying back in forth in the background, was brought to center stage and sang her line while Prudence danced with her.

"Love is all you need!" Molly crooned her line like the superstar she is, before throwing her microphone to Becca, her second in command.

"All you need is love!" Becca shot Molly a smile before singing.

"ALL TOGETHER NOW!" By then, I had a microphone of my own and began singing Paul's part.

"All you need is love,"

"Everybody!" I cheered, throwing my arms out like I was embracing the crowd.

"Love is all you need," Matt sang to Rita, Charity, Prudence, and Felicity.

"Love is all you need!" The three girls sang back.

"Love is all you need," Julia was strumming away with her ukulele as Felicity held the microphone so she could sing her line. I saw her wink at her boyfriend, George.

"Love is all you need!" Matt sang before coming over to me and boldly kissing me in front of the whole lunch.

I heard my sisters cheering before continuing the chant of 'Love is all you need.'

"Oh yeah!" I heard Sonali sing while Matt and I broke away and I giggled and rested my head in the crook of his neck.

"She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah!" My best friend began to sing, I know she was singing about me, which caused me to giggle harder. Just then, confetti began falling and I swear, it was like a scene in a movie.

"She loves Matt, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Of course, my sisters had to publicly harass me and began belting that out while he and I shared our secret smile.

"Love is all you need!" We all sang the last line before bowing.

They're right you know.

Love is all you need.

Happy Valentine's day!

- Chrissa

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Anyone out there?

- Chrissa

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Tell Me Why

It seems like everything is looking up, Sonali and I are going to start designing our own clothes for school, I have homeroom with Callie, Prudence and Charity are in my Science class, and I have Art with Matt.

All I need to ask is why.
Why me? Why now? Why is everything so perfect all at once. I know it's kind of impossible for everything to be perfect at once - but it is. Which means that nothing is really impossible. I have defied the odds and here I am, happy as a clam.

Julie and Julia are a perfect example of how nothing is impossible. Two twins who look exactly alike, but they are so different. So different, yet so alike at the same time. I really wish I had a twin, but I guess that makes me unique.

I guess....

I'm sorry for my pointless rambling - it's just I'm really happy and I wanted to share some of my happiness with some of you lovely people.

Love, Chrissa

Sunday, August 21, 2011

C is for Chrissa

I had two choices.
The first was to sit here in my room and play Angry Birds on my iPod like I had been all Summer.
The second was to face up to the facts and go to Matt's house and apologize.

And since I have a conscience, I chose going to the Riden residence.

I walked slowly up their driveway. With every step I took, another caterpillar underwent metamorphosis and turned into a butterfly in my stomach.

When I got to their door, I stared at the light brown wooden door, then - without realizing it - I knocked.

"Oh no.." I whispered, grabbing my hand.

Before I could run away, a smiling woman was hugging me and exclaiming “CHRISSA MAXWELL? OH, IT’S BEEN SO LONG!”

I was hugging her back and smiling too – Mrs. Riden has one of those contagious smiles.

“It has been, Mrs. Riden.” I giggled.

”Are you here to see Matt?” She asked, raising and eyebrow.

I nodded.

“Oh, well his room is the second door on the left.” She tilted her head in the direction of a hallway and I was on my way.

My feet took me to a door with some blue tack on it. I toyed with it nervously, then the door opened suddenly.

“Chrissa? Oh gosh, your eye…” He trailed off, noticing my black eye. I really hope his mother hadn’t noticed it too.

“Can we talk?” I asked, ignoring his statement.

“Like old times?” He asked.

“Like old times.” I confirmed.

He went and sat on his bed and patted the spot next to him, which I took.

“What happened with us?” I asked.

“Well, on New Year’s Eve, I thought I had it all figured out. I was going to tell you how I feel, you were going to feel the same way, then we were going to run out in the snow and kiss like they do in those sappy romantic movies that my mom watches. I told you, and you felt the same way. I was so excited. Then, we didn’t talk about it for weeks. You tried to bring it up, but I didn’t want to talk about it. I was scared. I told you because I had – what I will now call – ‘New Year’s Courage.’ Then, when you did ask, I blew up. I was so confused, and I had a feeling in my heart that you would never feel the same way.” He trailed off. I nodded, which told him that I was listening and then I gave him the okay to go on.

“Then, on Valentine’s Day, I was excited because I took it as another chance at happiness with you. I didn’t tell you in person, but that didn’t make it any less true. Then, I made the same mistake of not talking it out with you until it probably was a bad time.” He sighed.

“What about Beth?” I asked, remembering his one time fling with Beth Landers.

“We were Science partners. We were hanging out, and then I went to talk to you and she followed me, and you looked so happy without me. So I told you that she was my girlfriend, when she really wasn’t. I got a C on the project we were partners on, but I don’t mind. A C is actually really good. A C is the third letter in the alphabet, and I would really like a third chance at your heart. Also, C stands for Chrissa.” He smiled a little at the end. I smiled too.

“You’re not going to make a joke of this?” I asked. Almost immediately, he shook his head.

”I’m not dreaming?” I asked.

“If you were dreaming would you feel this?” He asked, then kissed me softly.

I pulled back and blushed.

”So, I guess Mattrissa’s on then?”

“What in the name is that?” He chuckled.

“Our couple name.” I giggled.

“Yeah, Mattrissa’s on.” He kissed my cheek and we laughed.


Friday, August 19, 2011

You Were Never There At All

Click, clack, click, clack.

I could hear Becca pacing in her room which was, to my misfortune, right above mine. I grabbed a broom and hit the ceiling a few times; this happened every day.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT CHRISSA?" I could hear her yell.
"SOME PEACE AND QUIET, THANK YOU VERY MUCH." I yelled back. I was so annoyed I couldn't see straight.

The clicking and clacking stopped for about 5 minutes, then started again. I fell back on my bed. Rebecca Rubin was impossible to live with.

I heard a soft knock on my door and got up to go answer it, but right as I was reaching my hand to the knob the door came and hit me in the face.

"OW!" I called out before I could help it and my hand flew to my eye.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." An all too familiar voice with an English accent apologized.

My eyes widened, and I looked up to see Matthew Riden, in the flesh, looking down at me with sad eyes.

"Matt?" I was awestruck. After a good 4 months of no talking, he just waltzes back into my life? God is surely mocking me. I know it.

"Hello Maxie - I mean - Chrissa." He greeted. I couldn't decide on whether to hit him, kick him, hug him, or kiss him. I should have done all four, but I just waved awkwardly with my free hand.

"I'm really sorry about your eye." He apologized once more.

"Don't worry about it, it's not the biggest issue on the table right now.." I trailed off.

"Then what is?" He raised an eyebrow.

"The fact that you think you can leave my life right after you tell me that you love me, then come back right when I realize that you never did." I wanted to raise my voice, I wanted to scream, I wanted to kick and punch and slap; but all I did was stand there and tremble.

"Chrissa, I can explain.." He started, but I cut him off.

"Explain what? How you lead me on? How you broke my heart? How you acted like I was your best friend when I'm pretty sure I meant NOTHING to you? You've basically done all of the explaining that had to be done these past 4 months." I sent him a cold look then pushed him out into the hallway.

"Chrissa, please." He pleaded.

"Goodbye, Matt. Thanks for never really being there at all." I slammed the door in his face, then sat on my bed and cried silently.


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Remember Me?

Chrissa? Chrissa Maxwell? The girl with forty-thousand sisters? The girl with blue eyes and brown hair? The girl whose blog you might have read? The girl whose blog stopped suddenly?

Well, that's me. I know it's been a while - well - more like four months, sorry! I'm back though, back and better than ever? Well, I hope. So, yes. This blog is back in action. Even though my sisters' blogs (Remember Pru and Julia?) their blogs are dead, but hey, maybe they'll want to pick up a laptop and start writing again like me!

It's crazy how far this blog has come, with 60 posts and 47 followers. It's also crazy to look back and realize just how much I have changed. I used to be a girl who would let people walk all over her, but now, I am getting a little better at voicing my opinion. I used to only have 3 sisters, but now I have 12! It's insane. Borderline insanity.

Oh, and, Mel wants me to say that her name really isn't Melanie - that was a cyber name - her real name is Halle (and she'll be referred to on this blog as Halle too.)

So, I guess I should help you all get caught up, huh?

Well, let's see, where were we when I left...

Sonny, Kenna, and Mikayla.

Well, being re-united with my best friend was bittersweet. Yeah, that's an accurate word; Bittersweet.

It was sweet to see her, she has grown up so much (and so have I) and it was great to see her again. We went everywhere together. I told her all about Matt, (Hey, remember him?) and she told me about all about the factory.

It was bitter because I knew that she couldn't stay with me forever, but we write to each other every day.

Now, about Matt...

He's a mystery. A. Big. English. Mystery.

We're still best friends, but we never speak of the Valentine's Day incident, and whenever I try to bring it up, he always brings up something else. It's basically the most annoying thing in the world.

My sisters? They're great. Loud, but great.

How are Rebecca, Julie, and Liz doing?
Well, you'll have to check out Rebecca's blog for her whole story, but Elizabeth and Julie are just fine.

Well, now that all of that is done and you are all (hopefully) caught up, let's get this blog back on track and this blogger back to bloggin'!


Saturday, April 9, 2011


"So let me get this straight, you two are here with someone you can't tell me about because of what?" I asked, I was so confused.

Sonny and Kenna were sitting on the couch in the living room and I was sitting on a chair.

"We can't tell you, okay? Gosh, she was right when she said you asked a lot of questions." Sonny muttered and Kenna elbowed her in the stomach.

I raised an eyebrow.

"So it's a she, is it?" I asked coyly.
"I never said it was or wasn't." Sonny crossed her arms.
"Actually, um. Son, you did." Kenna whispered.
"She doesn't know that!" Sonny whispered back sharply.

"Now I do. Tell me who it is." I got up and walked to them.

"Well it's M-" Kenna began.
"MORE OF A SURPRISE IF WE DON'T TELL YOU!" Sonny smiled awkwardly.

"Mikayla." I started.

They both looked at each other and sighed while nodding.

"Just, act surprised when she comes here tomorrow, okay?" Sonny asked.
"And don't tell her we were here." Kenna added.

"Okay, I won't. Hey, where are you guys staying?" I asked, curiously.

"Oh, at the Sunshine Inn across town." Kenna said.
"Ah." I nodded.
"Well, the storm's coming, so we better go." Sonny said, grabbing her coat.

"You didn't see anything and you don't know anything about this." Sonny moved her hands around and walked out.

"Wow." I whispered to myself.

"RIGHT?" Sonny opened the door, causing me to jump.

"Yeah, Sonny okay." I nodded.
"See you tomorrow!" Sonny and Kenna waved and left.

So tomorrow is the day I am going to be reunited with Mikayla.