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Chapter 9 "A White Christmas after all!"

Christmas day has finally come.

I had woken up at 6AM, and then un-wrapped all the presents I got from family, and friends, and of course Judy. I was still wearing the necklace Dylan gave me last night, because I had not wanted to take it off that night.

Now, it is 9AM. I'm finally done un-wrapping, and Dylan and Cole are supposed to be here with Pia in 30 minutes.

They were not supposed to change into regular clothes, and wear their pajamas.

I was in mine, which were white pants, with candy canes on them, and a long sleeve red shirt with them. I had red socks on with them, not wanting to put on my slippers, since they don't match.

Judy had on striped red and white pants, with and a red shirt like mine on also. She had on white socks, since she had forgotten to pack slippers.

It hadn't snowed yet, and everyone thought that it wasn't going to snow and told me to just give up. But, I'm keeping hope alive for a white Christmas here in LA.

Dylan, Cole, and Pia all arrived in their own pajamas. Pia in red pants bottoms, with a white long sleeve shirt, with red polka dots on it.

Dylan was in red and green striped pant bottoms, with a red shirt. Cole was in the same thing, except his shirt was green.

Nobody had any more presents for anyone; after all of us giving Judy her present we had each gotten her. So, we decided to all drink some hot chocolate and tell each other what we got for Christmas.

It started to snow right before Dylan and Cole were about to leave. Cole and Pia had just kissed and said goodbye for the day, and Dylan and I were in my doorway, underneath the missile toe, when it had just started to snow. Cole was already waiting for Dylan at the sidewalk, and Pia was with Judy inside my house on the couch, watching to see what Dylan and I were going to do.

"Wow, it's a white Christmas after all!" I said, Dylan holding my hips, my back pressed up against the door frame. "Yah, I guess you got your wish." He said, smiling down at me.

We both looked up to see the missile toe, and then looked back at each other, lowering our heads to meet each other's eyes. We both smiled, and then his lips found mine.

"Merry Christmas Dylan." I said, coming out of the kiss. "Merry Christmas to you too Julia." He said, kissing me again, my arms wrapped around his neck.