Alright you guys, This is it. Writer's block and a super busy day contributed in this not turning out the way I expected but...eh. It's decent. So...here ya go.

The party didn't happen.

Well, at least not how it was supposed to.

Jade texted Cat back yesterday and told her that she and Beck already had plans for Christmas Eve. Something involving his RV and some mistletoe.

Yeah. I didn't wanna know.

Robbie and Andre were the only two who said they could come, but then Cat texted me last minute to say that she hadn't been able to wait to give Robbie his present, so now they were spending the day at her house while Rex and Bekka got acquainted in Robbie's closet.

Just as I decided to text Andre to tell him the party was off, he showed up at my door, arms laden with pizza, cookies, and soda.

"Figured just because everyone else had other plans, doesn't mean we still couldn't hang," he said.

So here we were, sprawled out on my couch in the living room, watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas.

"I don't care if he is some kind of green monster thing," Andre said as we watched a little Grinch go on his 'I Hate Christmas!' rampage, "No eight year old can lift a tree that big. It just ain't possible."

"I kinda feel bad for him, though," I said, "I mean, he did all that to impress the girl he liked and he got laughed for it. It's sad."

"Yeah. Kids just don't realize that little green monsters have feelings, too."

I had to laugh at that. Andre joined in and soon we were both laughing our heads off.

"So," he said as soon as he regain control of himself, "Cat says you've got a present for me. Where is it?"

I sighed. Damn Cat.

"Oh, it's around here..." I averted his gaze, instead studying my nails, "...Somewhere."

"You don't wanna give it to me," he pretended to pout.

He was so cute when he pouted. I stood up and stretched.

"Where you goin'?" he asked.

"To get your gift."

I ran upstairs and grabbed the little black box from my dresser, hands trembling. If everyone had showed up as planned, this would have been a lot easier. But just me and him...

"You're just giving him a present, Tori," I told myself, "No big deal."

Right. Giving my best friend that I had a crush on a present. No big deal at all. I sighed and headed back downstairs. Andre was sitting up on the couch when I got back, toying with his fingers. He looked up when he saw me.

"Merry Christmas, 'Dre," I said softly, "Here."

I held the box out to him.

"Tori, this is...wow," the dog tags glinted in the light as he held them up.

"So...does that mean you like it?"

He didn't say anything; he just reached into his jacket and pulled out a black box, identical to the one I just handed him. "Merry Christmas, Tori."

I opened it. Inside was a necklace with a silver heart on the end. The heart was engraved with a music note on the front, and 'Merry Christmas, Tori!' engraved on back.

"I saw it in the mall, thought it would be perfect," he explained, "Guy in the shop said the necklace came with a set of dog tags, a matching set. He said normally when guys come in here and buy that necklace, the girl they were buying it for would come back around and buy the tags. Everytime. Said it happened so often, he could guess the girl's name when she told him what to engrave the tags with."

"That's how he knew my name..."

"Yep," a small smile pulled at his lips, "Do you like it?"

"'Dre, I...I love it."

"Good," he stood up and, before I knew what was happening, he pulled me to him and pressed his lips against mine.

"Merry Christmas, Tori," he whispered.

I smiled. "Merry Christmas, Andre."

...Well? Review please!