Thank you to my 3 subscribers to my story, especially for Prologue, so I appreciate that. My story's not as settled yet so it'll be bumpy for me, especially if i get stricken for time to write, because it is a busy month.

But enjoy the 1st day of the month! =D

December 1st

The newly dawning December sun rose and shone down on the still freezing, ice covered little town. It seeped through the small gap that filled up Logan's tiny bedroom and over his eyes. After his little wish, he could feel the day, no, the month be something new. So he woke up with a smile, well rested and content.

"Hmm, good morning Christmas." Logan peeped his eyes and let it open, relishing in the yellow sun that enhanced the blue skies. He tilted his head to look over at his bed side clock. 7:40am.

"Whoa, is that the time? I'm gonna be late" Logan bolted up from his seat, where his legs got tangled and fell flat on his face on his smooth, fuzzy carpet. So much for a Merry Christmas. He pushed himself off the floor, untangled the sheets that were wrapped around him, and bolted into his closet to grab his uniform off the hanger. With a quick rinse, and a brush of his teeth, he looked freshly cleaned up and ready to head off. Of course, once he's packed his bags and slip on a pair of shoes.

Logan sprinted down his steps and slipped on a pair of shoes before forcefully opening his front door, and slamming it shut again. He was not on a good start, he's already late, and looking, well, kinda off dressed somehow, and when he bolted out his front yard, the big yellow bus was driving off without him.

"Wait! Wait for me! I just slept in." But his voice wasn't powerful enough. Not unless he had some breakfast, which he did not get a chance to grab. So now he was hungry and lacking transport. With a sighing defeat, he trudged his way to school, with the white snow dragging his speed down tremendously. But once he reached flat ground, he began to run down the sets of streets until he was greeted with the front of the school. But not without the sound of the school bell.

"Cool, I made it!" With a puff, and full of exhaustion and hunger, he made it inside and placed his bag and books away in his locker, and went to his class.

"What? You must be kidding me, I'm late. I'm on time." Logan argued with his teacher that was taking attendance.

"You are indeed, Mr Mitchell. If I call your name, and I get no answer, you are late, Mr Mitchell." The teacher crossed his arms and implied for him to sign in late. With a 'you must be kidding me' like attitude, he stomped into the front office and went up to the front desk.

"Oh? Mr Mitchell? I'd never expect you here." The nice lady running reception, under the name "Mrs Muller" smiled warmly as the boy approached her.

"Yeah, well neither did I. Must be a Christmas curse." Logan answered dejected, however trailing his eyes on the tinsel that decorated the desk and the Santa figurine that stood on top. Back to Mrs Muller's warm smile made the experience unnerving.

"Christmas curse? Or Christmas Blessing?" Logan questioned her statement as he looked back up to her. A blessing in disguise? Yeah right.

She chuckled, "I've seen signs like this before. Trust me, Logan, you'll be having a very Merry Christmas. In fact..." She typed in a few keys and smiled more warmly, "let this be a sign. You were never here okay. Shh" She placed a finger over her lips and shooed him off. Logan smiled back, knowing that he's passed through a loophole. She handed him a piece of paper to report back to his first period, with his full attendance in tact.

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After Logan's two periods of Chemistry and Advanced Mathematics, Logan was feeling full effects of the school getting to him. All was ignored when he saw the hallways of the school decorated with an array of lights and tinsel, reefs hanging on class doors and Christmas displays littering the gardens around the school. Okay, for him this was getting too weird.

Logan went and bought a large cookie to fill up his really empty insides. Luckily it was warm, letting the malt chocolate slide pass down his throat, and the feeling in his feet return. Leisurely strolling through the school grounds, he went on searched for his two best friends, James and Carlos. Oddly, they're not here, playing their crazy antics and making him laugh. But they're missing, strange.

Logan took a peek at the school board of activities, seeing a paper with names scribbled across it. He recognised his friends names along the lines. Of course they are. It was for the Christmas Show Choir, where James was the lead of course. Carlos followed behind. And then nothing. With a smirk and a sigh he whispered under his breath, "I gotta get new friends."

"And that's why you have us," James' voice echoed in his head, as he draped an arm across his limp shoulders. Carlos, as with the list, had followed behind and ruffled his hand through his messy hair.

"Sure, sure, I wouldn't trade you guys for anything. Except maybe a new car, a new phone, my college funds.."

"Yeah, and then you;d trade them back for us, and we know that little Logie." James grinned smugly.

"'Cuz we're the best." Carlos wrapped an arm around Logan, and so did he around his two friends, and pulled them close for a friendly hug.

"So Logan, you wanna sign up for carols?" James asked, knowing all three did everything together.

"Hmm, I dunno. Probably not, since I've got exams up soon."

"Aww, c'mon Logan, you killjoy. You will need a break sooner or later, and what better than spreading Christmas cheer." Carlos pressured him.

"We Wish you a Merry Christmas," James sang, knowing it was Logan's favourite song, and Carlos joined in, "And a happy new year!" Logan laughed at his friends and knew that in about 5 seconds, he could just not say no to his friends.

"Okay, I'll join." Logan could hear his friends in victory, as he turned around and signed his name in his elusive penmanship. Although one name struck him particular.

"Hmm, Kendall Knight..." Logan wondered who this person was. And why'd he join the choir. He doesn't even think he's met him before. But he was interested in this person. He didn't even notice, and it usually never happens, but repeating the name in his head was making his heart beat a little bit faster. But just by a little.

"On another note, Logan, how did you like my designing of the school?" Logan escaped from his thinking space, and whipped around to quickly glance over James' shoulder at the still strange Christmas decorations. Still weird.

"Uh, well, it's festive. I'll give ya that."

"Deck the halls with bowel of Holly, fa la la la." James burst into song and put his arms over his two friends as they walked down the school to the garden. And together, all three sang, "'Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la"

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By lunchtime, Logan could wait to dig into his lunch. The smell was enough for him to want to raid his lunch and not care if it made a mess. Joyfully making his way to his table, he didn't look up and found himself falling back as he bumped into a tall man and let his lunch fall into pieces on the floor.

"Oh, you must be kidding me.." Logan looked away from spilt milk, literally, and looked at the tall blonde that also fell along with him.

"Ah, I'm so so sorry. Please forgive me." Logan took his hand and pulled him up on his feet, having to raise his glance to meet eye to eye to a new acquaintance. He saw into crystal blue eyes, and blonde messy hair. And he pictured some kind of innocence from his bumper.

"I-It's okay. Nothing a little dirt didn't damage. Are you okay?" Logan was sincerely touched, no ones really asked him how he's been, except his friends. But out of the jungle that is high school, he met a friendly giant.

"Y-Yeah, I'm okay. Just hungry is all" Logan tried to laugh it off, but not even a smile drew on the older boy's face.

"Here, take my lunch." He pushed his tray into Logan's grip.

"A-Are you sure? I mean, I'll be okay."

"Yeah, it's fine. Please, take it. I heard your rumbly tummy so just eat it. Take as a Christmas present." And he walked away without a name. Like perfect strangers. But maybe leading to something more.

"What was that about?" James asked as Logan approached their table.

"I dunno, but," Logan looked back to where the boy walked away, "I think I've found my Christmas blessing."

"What? Well, whatever, practice starts tomorrow lunch. Can you come?" James snapped his fingers to pull Logan's attention to him.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Of course James." Logan took a steady bite into his new lunch. And all the time, thinking of his recent encounter.

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