"Mikayla," I groaned, turning over so that I was facing her.

Her eyes were open, looking back at me, with a smile carved into her face.

"Yes?" she smiled, her eyes sparkled as she whispered.

I forgot what I was gonna say and idiotically blurted, "Morning."

She giggled, the sound of wind chimes.

She placed her right hand on my left cheek. "You're so cute," she sighed.

Her hand felt cold compared to the warmth I felt under the covers. I shuddered.

"Hey, Sam?" she asked, her head resting on a pillow.

"What's up?"

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"You know what I want," I smiled, referring to her virginity.

"No, not that," she laughed. "What ELSE do you want?"

"I've already got you," I leaned in for a kiss.

She pushed me away. "Corny, much?" She settled for wrapping her arms around me.

"But, seriously," she looked up at me. "I really want to get you something that you really want. I really want to make you happy. You know that."

I DID know that. She would always spend large amounts of money on video games, clothing, food, she even insisted on paying off the one ticket that I got last New Years.

"Hello?" she checked to make sure I hadn't fallen asleep.

"Do you want an answer right now?" I asked.

"Well, it would be nice, but if it's really that hard, then I'll ask later."

She sighed and sat up. "Well, I'm hungry, I don't know about you." She jumped out of bed and skipped down the steps.

"Babe!" I shouted, knowing that when she did that she was either mad or sad. "Babe, come back here!"

I heard her answer, "But, I'm hungry!"

I threw on a sweater and some sweats and ran downstairs. She was sitting on the couch, reading the newest issue of Cosmo.

"What happened to being hungry?"
"I lied."

I chuckled. "Reading Cosmo?"

"No, I am not reading it for the sex tips."

"Hey, I didn't say anything."

"You implied it."

"You know better than to use big words around me, missy," I joked.

She laughed. "Hand me that magazine," she pointed to the issue of Seventeen at the foot of the couch.

I threw it at her.

"Ouch!" she squealed as it bounced off her hand and landed on the ground next to her. "You know better than to throw things at me,' she mocked.