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chapter four

|merry christmas|

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look breathtaking! oh, i wonder what would ben say if she saw you in such a gorgeous dress!" anne exclaimed as she saw millie.

millie was wearing what miss jeannie gave to her as a christmas present. she was extremely thankful to the woman for giving her such a pretty dress.

"thank you, anne. i must say you look pretty too. and it is a puff sleeve, your dream dress in the world. and-- oh! stop teasing me about ben, we're just recently acquainted or, friends! and also, i'm extremely sure gilbert blythe will be mesmerized by how you look," millie said to her sister.

"no, he isn't and i'm not dressing up to impress him! and i'm awfully certain i don't like him in such sort. i'm dressing for christmas, millie, for christmas!" anne rambled as millie just laugh.

"hmm. yeah, whatever you say," millie just answered, she knew that the gilbert boy likes her sister, but she was too oblivious to notice.

"it is kind of sorrowful to celebrate a joyful event such as christmas with a dreadfully short haircut!" anne cried out.

"hey, anne. it's alright. short or long hair you are beautiful. and don't you remember that it is my first christmas with you all? my family?" millie said.

anne's expressions turned to joyful again, "of course i remember! it just... i despise my hair!"

"appreciate yourself, remember?" millie reminds her.

"appreciate yourself."

they shared a smile as they heard marilla called them downstairs. they quickly ran downstairs as they saw ben, gilbert, and a colored man sitting on a sofa.

they boys suddenly stood up when they saw the cuthbert sister in such beautiful dresses.

"you're sebastian. oh, how thrilling. i've read so much about the ancient kingdoms of africa and the moors of spain, but i've never actually met a colored person before, or not one of your complexions. your skin is absolutely extraordinary. it-it's a rare pleasure to meet you," anne rambled as she gestured her hand to sebastian.

the room stayed silent for a minute as millie decided to break it.

"oh, anne, take a breather, " millie whispered to her sister as she turned to sebastian, "i'm sorry, sir. my sister uses such big words but that makes her so uniquely glorious. i'm mildred belle turner-cuthbert, it is really a delight to meet you."

sebastian smiled at both girls as he accepts anne's handshake, millie let out a sigh of relief as they let out a small laugh. millie caught sight of ben as she smiled softly at him.

"pleasure to meet the both of you too, anne and mildred of green gables," sebastian said.

"oh, please call me millie, mister sebastian," millie said.

"only if you call me bash."

millie smiled at the colored man, "bash is it, then."

"i've heard so much about you two, " bash said as he looked at the blythe brothers, who looked away in embarrassment.

"you do?" millie curiously asked.

"of course, someone told me how pretty you are," bash said as he looked at ben, who was blushing.

millie's cheek tinted pink, "oh, thank you for that someone then."

marilla stood up as she asked, "who'd care for some supper?"

"oh, everything smells so good," bash said.

"ever tried mince pie?" marilla asked to bash.

"no, but my nose tells me i'll like it."

"anne, mildred, please blow out the candles on the tree," marilla requested as she walked out to go to the kitchen. bash and matthew follow, leaving the blythe brothers to the cuthbert sisters.

"oh, i insist helping anne," gilbert told to millie.

the blond-headed girl smiles widely, "oh, that's very kind of you. well, have fun with my sister."

millie hasn't even reached the kitchen yet when a voice called behind her.

"millie."

she quickly turned around and see ben, "yes, ben?"

ben handed her a small box, "it's for you."

millie let out a small gasp, "oh, no. i can't accept this, i didn't have a present for you. gosh, how can i so naive!"

ben let out a small chuckle, "it's alright belle. we recently just got acquainted. don't worry, i won't asking for a present."

"really? thank you, then. i'll open it later," millie said as she kissed ben's both cheek. ben suddenly froze and just absorbed what just happened.

millie smiled at the boy's reaction, "kitchen. shall we?"

ben suddenly blurted out, making millie smiled wider.

merci, monsieur," millie replied, causing ben to froze more, he had no idea that the girl can understand and speak french.

"and to tell you the truth, tu es magnifique aussi."

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millie was in her and anne's room as she opened her present from benjamin blythe.

the dinner ended very well which the cuthberts have been happy about. she was rather happy as she and ben glanced at each other secretly and smiling if they caught each other eye's in dinner.

she gasped as she saw what was inside, it was a bracelet with a rose pendant on it.

she read the note that was under the bracelet. it was from ben.

i just got heard from anne that your middle name was belle. and belle means beauty in french, and rose... means beauty, isn't it? i guess it is no wonder that your parents named you belle. it perfectly suits you. anyway, i hope you like my gift. merry christmas, belle.

-ben

millie smiled at the present and the letter. she put the bracelet in her wrist with the friendship bracelet as she stared at the stars, knowing ben was watching them too. she smiled dreamily of the thought of it. she didn't why she's feeling something at the thought of ben in her mind.

"merry christmas too, benjamin blythe," she said as if ben can hear her. she put the letter on her chest as she continues to watch the stars.

she was hoping to get some good sleep tonight. she closed her eyes and remember what ben said to her.

'tu es magnifique.'