Disclaimer; I don't own a thing! If I did, things would be veeerrryy diffrent...

Christmas…

How I hate it.

Okay, before you think I'm some horrible monster that lives in a hole and hates Christmas, let me explain. December 25th, 2007. The day Jake Ryan broke up with me. Yes, the Jake Ryan. I tell everyone I broke up with Jake first but they know it's not true. I was crushed when he dumped me. He had started to like another girl - Mikayla. Did it really have to be Hannah's number one enemy?! But anyway, that ruined my entire Christmas. I stayed in my room crying my eyes out all day. I didn't even bother with my presents until the next day.

And now…it is December 24th, 2008. The day before Christmas. I felt cold. Well, mostly because I am performing "Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree" as Hannah in a New York City parade right now. But the chills from that day were returning. When I finish the song, I say, "Thank you all! I love you so much!" I sigh a little. Love. As much as I acted like I hated Jake, the truth was, I still love him. I hadn't been ready to break up yet, my emotions weren't ready. But maybe I just have accept the fact that Jake was snuggling up to Mikayla right now and -

"Hannah!" I hear a voice. A familiar voice. Jake. I step onto the road, out of the way of the floats. Jake jumps over the fence guarding the people from the floats.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, over the people "OoOoh!"ing.

"I-I came to apologize…" he answers.

"Well maybe you could say it at a more remote place," I hiss. Then, making my tone lighter, I say, "You could meet me at the skating pond after the parade."

He smiles. "Sure."

***

I sit on a bench, waiting for Jake. After a few minutes, he shows up and sits down next to me. "Sorry I was a little late, a bunch of fans mobbed me." he pants.

"It's okay," I laugh a little.

"So, Miley…I'm really sorry about dumping you for Mikayla. You're both great girls-" I roll my eyes at that "-and at the time I liked both of you. I didn't think our relationship would last very long anyway, with being famous, you know?" I interrupt him at that point.

"But Mikayla is famous too! What, was I not good enough? Or did she match you - big head and all?"

Jake sighs. "I didn't mean it like that. I just liked her more."

"Liked?" I whisper. "Does that mean you don't like her anymore or something?"

He looks around for a full minute, as if she might pop out of thin air and kill him, then whispers, "Yeah. She's gotten really annoying. She's always demanding stuff, like her clothes fresh from the cleaners or her everyday Starbucks. Mikayla's worse than me!"

"Oh," Is all I say. I'm trying to hide the huge smile threatening to break through.

"Besides…there's someone else I like now." he says.

"Oh? Who?" I can't decide whether to be happy or angry yet.

"You."

"Okay…let's say I did want to get back together with you. Would you promise not to break up with me for another girl again?" I ask nervously.

"Double-promise." he replies.

Then we kiss.

Now maybe I can enjoy my Christmas again.

Okay that wasn't a great ending :/ Oh well...R&R.