Hey Everyone! I know I should update another one of my stories, but it's almost Christmas time and this idea popped into my head! But I know you'll love it.
Main Parings:
Trent and Courtney (Duh!)
Alejandro and Heather
Sierra and Cody
Gwen and Duncan (Mentioned.)
So, enjoy the story…
December 24, 2012. 10:07 AM…
Trent Davis was normally one of the calmest, cool, and collected people you'd probably ever meet. But not at the moment.
He'd gotten up at six in the morning to get to the mall extra early to try and find the perfect gift for his girlfriend. Courtney Rivera.
Oh sure, he already bought her the best gift ever. A gold necklace with a sapphire pendant. She told him how much she wanted it. But, just yesterday when the two of them were sitting by the fire eating popcorn. She showed him the gift her Aunt Rebecca sent to her for Christmas.
The exact same necklace she wanted! The one he bought for her!
And that's not even the worst part. His twin sister, Gwen, and her boyfriend, Duncan, were having a Christmas party that evening. And all of their friends were going to exchange gifts at the party.
He knew if he didn't get her a gift he'd be screwed for life.
So that's why he's been running all over the Ottawa Center Mall trying to find her the perfect gift. He'd been to practically every store and found nothing!
So, he was now currently slumped on a food court chair. Dreading the night.
"Yo, Trent!"
"Amigo!"
Trent turned to see his friend Alejandro and his best friend Cody walking toward him.
Alejandro was known as a ladies' man, but he was a respectable one when you caught him in a good mood. He was wearing his usual clothes and a maroon winter jacket.
Cody was the coolest geek you'd ever come to meet in your life. He was wearing his usual clothes but also a navy blue winter jacket and hat.
"Hey guys…" Trent said glumly.
"You missed it! Some idiot tried to skateboard down the up escalator. It was hilari- dude, what's up?" Cody asked
"You guys known that gift I got for Courtney?" Trent asked his friends.
"Of course, Amigo! That two-hundred dollar sapphire necklace. She'll love when you give it to her tonight at the-"Alejandro smiled
"Her Aunt Rebecca gave her the same necklace. She got the package last night." Trent said.
"You're kidding! After all that money you spent on it!" Cody said, shocked.
"I returned the necklace and got a full refund. Two hundred and fifty dollars and I still got no Idea about what to get her." Trent frowned
"Wait, it was a two hundred dollar necklace. Where'd you get the other fifty?" Cody asked
"Gwen and Duncan were watching a movie at our house last night when I came home. I told them what happened and Duncan gave me his Christmas gift to me early." Trent explained
"Ok, well, this is what friends are for. To help out another friend that is mortally doomed." Alejandro said
"Gee, thanks." Trent said dryly.
"Ok… the perfect gift for Courtney." Cody sighed.
The three friends then went into deep thought. All of them had plenty of them had terrific ideas. But only one stood out each.
Trent's idea was to right her original Christmas song. But Cody put a stop to that idea, for that was the same Christmas gift he gave her last year.
Cody's idea was to buy her a new dress. But Alejandro pointed out that none of them knew her dress size.
That's when Alejandro came up with a pretty good idea. "Guys, I got it. The earring my papa gave my mamma when he was my age, and they both said I could have them, and that I could use them however I wanted. I'll just give them to you!"
"That's a terrific idea, but I can't accept." Trent said.
"Besides, weren't you going to give them to… her." Cody questioned.
Alejandro frowned slightly. "Right now Trent, you need it more than I do."
"Codykins!" We saw Cody's girlfriend, Sierra, and her friend, Heather, walk up to us.
Sierra was really friendly and nice and she always new everything that was going on, but she could be a bit crazy. Instead of her usual outfit she wore dark blue jeans, mint green snow boots, and a lemon yellow winter jacket. She also was carrying a bubble gum pink backpack.
Heather was pretty much a bitch twenty four hours a day. She's never been nice to anyone. Ever. The only exception was her best friend Courtney. Instead of her usual outfit, Heather wore tan skinny jeans, light grey snow boots, a burgundy snow jacket with fake white fur trim, and a burgundy beret.
"What are you three losers up to?" Heather asks.
"The gift Trent got for Courtney, her Aunt gave her the exact same one." Cody explained
"Oooh, that bites ass." Heather smirked taking a seat next to Trent.
"You're Courtney's best friend, Heather, what would she like for Christmas?" Trent asked.
"That necklace you got her. But you know how that worked out." Heather said
"Wait, how long do we have before the party?" Cody asked
Alejandro checked his watch. "Nine hours."
"Trent, you still driving your dad's old Vista Cruiser?" Cody asked
"Can't afford anything else." He said
"Let's go!" Cody smiled
"Huh?" Everyone else asked.
"Trent's got two hundred and fifty bucks burning his pocket and he needs a gift for Courtney by seven o'clock tonight. And we've got five of us; let's go get Courtney the best gift ever! No, let's get her the perfect gift!" Cody said enthusiastically
"Yeah!" Trent cheered
"For Christmas!" Sierra hugged her boyfriend.
"Good speech; I'm in." Alejandro smiled and shrugged.
"What's in it for me?" Heather asked.
"Ah, c'mon Heather!" Cody protested.
"Do it for the goodness of Christmas!" Sierra pleaded.
"Chica, Courtney is your best friend and Trent is her boyfriend. Just for once in your life do something that's kind." Alejandro said.
Heather mulled it over in her mind. Then, smiling slightly, she replied "I must be nuts."
Meanwhile, at a club…
Capone Club was the busiest club for any thief who wanted to have a good time.
A small, lean, scrawny Italian man wearing a business suit walked up to a door. He was stopped from going any farther. By a big, burly, man.
"Password?" The big man asked in a low voice
"Forget About It!" The Italian man replied.
"He's been expecting you, Tony Ramon." The guard said opening a door.
Tony nodded and continued forward. He stepped into a big room, full of smoke and the smell of burning weed, crack, and alcohol.
He wrinkled his nose in disgust. The room was full of sleazy waitresses, women, and strippers who wanted to have either one night of "Pleasure" or to steal as much money from any unlucky man that seemed desperate enough to follow them around like a lost puppy.
In fact, that's what one twenty-year old woman did. Tony scoffed and kept walking. Finally, he arrived at his destination. A big, round, booth in the back of the room.
A man, who could probably be considered a Twenty-First Century version of Al Capone, with slicked, jet black hair, and cold black eyes, wearing a black suit and a thousand dollar diamond ring on his finger, was sitting in the center of the booth. A big cigar in his face. He was surrounded by at least forty women. All giggling like air heads.
"Ah, Mista Tony Ramon, to what do I owe this pleasure?" The man asked in a typical New York accent
"Big Al," Tony pulled out an iPad out of his jacket. Big Al's eyes widened. "The machine's all set and we've got the code." Tony handed Big Al the iPad. "All we need is one simple dollar, an we're in business." Tony whispered.
"Where should we go to acquire such money?" Big Al asked.
"The Ottawa Center Mall opened at six this morning. It's only 10: 19." Big Al smiled and got up to leave, much to the girls' dismay.
"Eh, don't worry ladies, I'll be back." He smirked deviously and winked. All the girls' swooned.
"Let's get going. We've got a job to do." Big Al left with Tony by his side. Followed by four burly men in suits.