Geoff's POV

I watched my best bud get yelled at by his girl, who then stomped away, leaving the Punk looking like a puppy that just got kicked. Seriously not cool, Man. You don't kick puppies.

I knew Duncan would bash my head in if he found out I compared him to a little baby dog.

"Yo, D, you alright?" I asked once I reached the bottom of the hill and made my way over to him.

"What? Oh, yeah." He gave me a smile, and I mentally shrugged. If he didn't wanna talk about it, I wouldn't force it out of him.

I turned my head to watch the faint silhouette of the brunette as she disappeared deeper into the park, and wondered just what Duncan did that could make her so upset. From what I heard, she'd actually enjoyed it when D had kissed her, so that couldn't of been what was making her so angry. Jeez, chicks were so complicated. Not my Babe, though. She was easy to understand.

"Hey, you up for a little Christmas shopping?" Duncan asked suddenly, and I looked at him again, grinning widely.

"As long as you buy me some grub from the food court!"

"Deal."

Duncan's POV

We'd dropped off the sleds back at my house, deciding to pick up our snow day again tomorrow. I really wasn't feeling as pumped as I was before, so it wouldn't of been very fun, anyway.

"Dude! I want this!" Geoff exclaimed suddenly, jumping up an down like a five year old and pointing wildly at a shirt in a store window. He was even worse on actual Christmas morning. Especially when we were kids, and I'd stay at his house; he'd wake me up at four thirty in the morning and rip open all his presents before I even managed to blink twice.

"Geoff, no. No, you don't want that." I grimaced at the fuchsia pink t-shirt that was actually for guys. I mean, I knew Geoff liked pink, and I had no problem with that, but it had a freaking Care-Bear on it for god's sake! It said, 'Hug me, I'm adorable.' Underneath the bear I faintly recognized as Grumpy Bear.

"Are you saying I'm not adorable?" He asked me, pouting. I rolled my eyes and grunted out a reluctant, "You're totally adorable. Now, come on." I started walking forward, trying to ignore the couple of odd stares I got from other teens. I could only imagine what was running through their minds.

"I should think about getting something for my Honey-Boo something, too." The blond mused out loud, reaching in the back pocket of his pants and pulling out his wallet to check how much cash he had on him.

"Bro, what'd I say about the creepy nicknames while I'm around?" I complained, pausing to stare into a small boutique, admiring a black, corset-like blouse hanging on the wall of the store. "Hang on, I wanna stop in here, real quick." I told Geoff, though sighed when I saw he'd made a mad dash for the toy store across the way.

I hadn't even considered buying something for Gwen until just now, but she might like getting a present from me. I quickly purchased the shirt, then exited the store to find my best friend with two shopping bags of his own, already.

"Dude, I got one word for you; Lego!" He exclaimed happily, wiggling the bags in excitement. I snorted in disbelief.

"Geoff, you tried Lego last year, remember? You played with it for five minutes, then got bored, and threw it into your hall closet with all the rest of the toys you had been so excited about getting."

He pursed his lips, before shrugging. "Yeah, but this is different. I'm going to build Bridgette's head out of Lego, then give it to her as a present! How rad is that?"

I really had no response for that.

We spent another hour at the Mall, skimming through stores while me and Geoff picked out things for both of our parents, and then headed to the food court.

"Are you sure you don't want to get Malibu something else?"I asked for the eighth time, clearly picturing her disappointment when she ends up getting a bust of herself made of Lego, on Christmas.

Geoff took a bite of his taco, before shaking his head. "No way, Bra! Bridge is gonna flip when she sees it!"

Oh, I had no doubt about that. Though Geoffy and I apparently had different definitions of the word flip.

"Oh my gosh, Courtney, you totally have to buy that!" At the mention of the moody girl's name, I turned my head so fast I almost got whip lash. However, the Courtney the other teenager was talking to had curly blond hair, and brown eyes.

I couldn't leave things the way they were, with Princess. I know, I promised Ma I'd stay away from her, but I think today kinda blew that out of the water. So instead, I'm going to have to... apologize.

I noticed something Geoff was holding, and smirked to myself.

Courtney's POV

When I finally made it back home, it was nearing dinner time, and my stomach was growling hungrily. My walk certainly hadn't made me feel any better; it had only made me angry and frustrated.

After unlocking the door and removing my winter clothing, I walked into the kitchen and opened my cell phone, to see one new text from my boyfriend.

"Miss you, Court." I sighed happily at the sweet gesture, and sent Nate a text back about how much I missed him, as well. Duncan would never do something like that for me.

I shook my head, trying to knock him and the thought out of my mind.

All of a sudden, I heard someone knock three times on the door, and I pulled myself away from my cell and the cute message, and made my way over to the front door. Tugging it open, I saw no one standing there, and I scowled. I was just about to close the door, assuming it was just some dumb kid playing games with me, when I noticed a small little gift box sitting on the snow covered step.

I smiled to myself, wondering if Nathan had dropped by to give me an early Christmas present. Picking it up off the ground, I headed back inside and took a look at the little card taped to the top. I instantly knew from reading the first word who it was from; as the handwriting was much to messy to be Nate's. I glared at the present, contemplating whether or not to simply chuck it in the garbage and move on with life. I decided since Duncan had gone out of his way to drop it off, I might as well see what's inside, before throwing it into the nearest trash can. I started by reading the card, first.

"They say the best way to make up with a girl is to buy her jewelery... I hope they're right."

I stared at the card, astounded. He couldn't of really went out and bought me some type of expensive jewelery... could he?

Biting my lip in anticipation, I yanked the dark blue bow tied around the box, and peeked inside.

I groaned. "No, of course he wouldn't do something like that." Inside the small package, was a cherry flavoured candy ring.

Still, I pulled the ring out and put it to my lips. Cherry was just my favourite flavor, that's all. It had nothing to do with the stupid card.

I threw the wrapping and card into the trash, then grabbed my cell and headed back up to my room.

That boy just wasn't going to give up, was he?

Trent's POV

Our first snow day had been awesome. It had given me some great inspiration for writing a song. That's what I'd been doing all day, admiring the snow and making music.

As I strummed away on my acoustic guitar, I closed my eyes, imagining the one thing that would make this day even better.

"She's beautiful and kind; artistic and free; baby, you're the only one for me..." I chuckled to myself, before setting my guitar down. "Man, that was cheesy, even by my standards..."

Pulling out my cell, I glanced at the blank screen and sighed, tossing it beside me. Gwen had given me her number, but I was afraid if I did call, I might choke up and not be able to say a word.

I glanced at my phone again, and swallowed hard. Sure, we were co-workers, and I suppose you could say we were starting to become friends, but could we be anything more than that?

The questioned drilled at my insides, till I finally took and a deep breath and dialed the number.

"Hello?" I could feel my mouth stop working as I heard her voice, but I fought through it, determined, now.

"Hey, Gwen, it's me. I was just wondering... do you want to go out for dinner tomorrow night?"

There was a bang, then a long pause on the other end, and I worried I'd just blew up our entire almost-friendship, when she spoke again. "Sure, that sounds great, Trent."

I couldn't keep the ginormous smile off my face, and the urdge to happy dance at bay. "Awesome. I'll see you tomorrow night, kay, Beautiful?"

She laughed lightly. "Alright. Later."

I think I could die happy, now.

Gwen's POV

I really didn't like the snow too much; it was beautiful, but I wasn't a fan of playing in it. Snow days weren't my thing, all they did was keep me trapped indoors. So I'd spent most of my day lounging around the house, bored out of my mind. I'd even tried calling Duncan once, however, his Mom had answered and told me he'd stupidly left his phone at home.

That was just like Duncan; disappearing just when I needed him.

"Can someone die of utter boredom?" I muttered, laying on the couch and staring blankly at the wall before me. The sound of the ring tone on my cell startled me as the house was completely quiet, with Mom outside with my brother, building a snowman.

I pulled the phone to my ear, not bothering to check the caller ID. I'd assumed it was Duncan, finally getting home and phoning me back, like a good friend would.

Instead, it was a different males voice I heard on the other end. "Hey, Gwen, it's me." Trent? I could feel my mood lift just slightly, at the fact he was calling me. "I was just wondering... do you want to go out for dinner tomorrow night?" I dropped the electronic to the ground in shock, and I held back a humiliatingly girly squeal of delight, before picking up the phone and using my best nonchalant tone. "Sure, that sounds great, Trent."

I was afraid I was going to wake up, any second now, and have this whole conversation be nothing but a dream. "Awesome. I'll see you tomorrow night, kay, Beautiful?

I laughed to keep from shrieking in utter happiness. "Alright. Later."

Once we both hung up, I dropped my cell again, and clutched one of the sofa's throw pillows to my chest, and squealed very quietly.

Again, I waited to wake up from this dream, but it didn't happen.

I was really going on a date with Trent.

AN: What did you guys think of the cheesy song lyrics I randomly made up? I was really trying to balance the fluff out with both couples. I can totally picture Duncan giving Court a fake ring like that, can't you? Anyway, a big step for TxG, and baby steps for DxC. I don't know where I came up with the idea of Geoff's present for Bridgette, but I laughed writing it. Imagine getting a Christmas gift like that from your significant other. Would you be disappointed?