Hi everyone! Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter! You're probably wondering why I'm updating this a day early. Well, that's a long story with some great choreography and a cameo appearance by Bugs Bunny. Seriously though, I'm taking a college placement exam tomorrow (I know, I'm an overachiever), then I'll be at a sleepover the rest of the day, so I wouldn't be able to update tomorrow. Hopefully, you all enjoy getting your chapter early! Enjoy the Trindsay goodness! Words can't describe how awesome this couple is!
Summary: Trent and Lindsay sing Christmas songs, and Trent realizes his feelings for our favorite dumb blond.
Pairing: TrentxLindsay
Day: December 12
Disclaimer: I do not own the songs or the character in this chapter!
"Hey Todd? Can I ask you something?"
Trent looked up from his guitar, only to find Lindsay, the dumb blond, standing above him. "Um, sure." He didn't bother to correct her on his name; she'd just forget in five seconds.
"So, I don't get why all these radio stations are playing Christmas music all the time. I mean, all I want is to hear some good music!"
"What do you qualify as good music?"
"The Jonas Brothers! Duh!" Lindsay laughed. "You're kind of slow sometimes, Brent, you know that?"
Trent ignored that comment, focusing on her initial question. "Well, they're playing Christmas music so much because it's almost Christmas, and people like hearing songs about Christmas."
"They also like hearing songs about the Jonas Brothers!"
Trent shrugged; he wasn't going to argue with her. "Well, is this a problem for you? I mean, don't you like Christmas music?"
"Well yeah, of course! Except that one about the two people arguing about how cold it is outside."
Trent gaped at her. "Are you kidding? That's the best one!"
Lindsay smiled at him, batting her eyelashes "Could you sing it for me?"
"Sure, I guess" Trent said, trying to remember the lyrics. "But the first lyric is sung by a girl."
"That's okay, I'm a girl!" Lindsay cheered. "I really can't stay,"
Trent blinked. He had no idea that Lindsay could sing. He started strumming his guitar, singing, "Baby it's cold outside,"
"I've got to go away,"
"But baby it's cold outside,"
"This evening has been,"
"Been hoping that you'd drop in,"
"So very nice,"
"I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice,"
...
"Ah, but it's cold outside!"
Lindsay and Trent finished the song, smiling. They spent a moment looking into each others eyes, then Trent looked away.
"So, um, yeah, that's how you sing it."
"Cool," Lindsay smiled at him. "But you know what other song I don't like?"
"What?"
"The song about how it's snowing outside and they're making popcorn."
"Are you kidding? That's even better than the last one!"
"Can we sing it?"
Trent raised his eyebrow; something was making him suspicious. Nah. She's not smart enough to have some grand scheme. Wait, what? Ugh, stop thinking like Heather!
He shook the thought away. "Sure!" He was starting to enjoy singing with her. Granted, she wasn't the smartest person,but she was one of the nicest that he knew. Besides, she could really sing. That was something Trent loved in girls.
"Oh, the weather outside is frightful,"
Trent looked at her while she started to sing. Her blue eyes were scrunched up and her hands were in the air. She looked like a Broadway singer. Well, she always looked like she was on a stage.
Wait a sec, man. Trent thought, Snap out of it! You don't have a crush on Lindsay, do you?
Well, why not? She's sweet, she's fun, plus she is kind of pre-
But what about Gwen?
You two broke up months a go. It's time to move on.
"Tony!"
Trent shook his head to clear his thoughts. When he looked up, he saw Lindsay glaring at him with her hands on her hips.
"You weren't paying attention, were you?", she said sadly, "You weren't listening to me sing the Popcorn Song!"
"Sorry," he muttered, being careful not to look at her face. "Is there any other song you want to sing?" he asked hopefully. He didn't want to stop listening to her voice. It was amazing.
"Yeah. Um... I don't know."
"I've got one." Trent smiled at her. He couldn't deny it: He liked Lindsay. Ever since TDI. Even if he hadn't know it, it had to be true.
"Yay! Can you sing it?"
"Sure." He started the intro on his guitar, then sang:
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
And I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow
And I, I just wanna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for St. Nick
I won't even stay awake
To hear those magic reindeer click
Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding onto me so tight
What more can I do
Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of childrens'
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me
The one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me, quickly
I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just wanna see my baby
Standing right outside my door
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby, all I want for Christmas is you
All I want for Christmas is you, baby
When he finished the song, Lindsay gaped at him, completely speechless. "Wow. That was awesome, Trent! I love that song!"
"Thanks, I-" Trent stopped realizing something. "Wait. Did you just call me Trent?"
"Yeah. That's your name, right?" Lindsay asked hopefully.
"Yeah." Trent reassured her, looking happy.
"Cool." Lindsay clapped her hands. "See you later, Trent! I'm going to find some more songs! Oh my gosh, we should totally start a band!" Lindsay leaned down to kiss the shocked musician on the cheek, before skipping away happily.
"See ya." Trent called, before turning back to his guitar with a grin on his face. Sure, a kiss on the cheek wasn't as good as one on the mouth, but for right now, that was enough for Trent.
So there you go, a sweet, short Trindsay story. Let me now what you think! OOC? IC? Let me know! I'm just sorry I couldn't write more about this couple, since I really love them. Still, I think this turned out well.
Tomorrow (actually Sunday): LeShawna, Duncan, and more Christmas trees. ( I smell a sitcom!)
