It was a cool winter day at Bayside High School when Zack Morris went running out to his car as the bell cut the crisp air.

"New record, Preppie! 10 seconds after the bell and you're already at your car! See you at the Max?" Slater yelled across the lot.

"Yeah and well, what can I say? I'm in a Christmasy mood!" Zack smirked, climbing into his car. It was the last day of classes till January 10th. Nothing could please Zack more than being in school causing trouble than being out of it. Zack turned on his red 1985 Ford Escort and listened to the purr of the engine. It was almost like a kitten. Pumping up the radio, Zack headed for the Max.

The Max was all decorated for Christmas, and nothing made it seem more like Christmas than to hear six teenagers excited about it.

"Hey, Preppie, what are you doing for Christmas?" Slater looked at his blonde friend, who shrugged.

"I dunno, maybe I'll convince my parents to go skiing. I've never seen a white Christmas. Never mind me though. Kelly, what are you doing for Christmas?" Zack smiled charmingly at Kelly Kapowski, the girl who he's loved as long as he's known her.

"I'll probably spend it with my family. Help my mom with the cooking. Look after my kid siblings." Kelly grinned at the thought, "Isn't Christmas just the best time of year?"

"Yeah! It's when the mistletoe comes alive and goes back to it's mothership!" Screech Powers replied eagerly.

"Screech, I think it's time for you to go back to your mothership!" Lisa Turtle rolled her eyes at her strange friend.

"Well, we can't forget to get together on Christmas Eve for White Santa, like I planned!" said Jessie Spano, "Don't forget, no just macho pig gifts, or girlie gifts. There should be something for everybody!"

"Jessie, Jessie! Just because I might bring something sporty, doesn't mean a girl can't use it!" Slater retaliated, smirking.

"And wreck these nails and this hair? No way, Slater." stated Lisa, who had pulled out a mirror and primped.

"Look, guys, I'd better go, my mom's expecting me home to help with the Christmas tree. I'll see you guys later." Zack got up from the table and left the Max.

"Come to think of it, I'd better go too. My mom's getting a head start on the gingerbread house." Kelly said as she left as well.

Kelly pulled to the exit on the left hand of Max parking lot. She couldn't exactly see very far to the right because the trees in the median and in the parking lot were obstructing her view. It'd always been a problem, but nobody did anything about it. Kelly was just about to pull out when coming from the left was a convertible doing at least 65 in a 35 zone. "That could kill somebody!" Kelly thought and pulled out after the speeding car. Just as the thought came into her head, she saw the speeding convertible hit a red Ford Escort, digging into the driver's side and crushing the back of the driver's seat. Stunned, Kelly remembered. Zack drives a red Ford Escort, and she could clearly see some bleached blonde hair sticking up in the driver's seat.