The week went by surprisingly fast. It was Friday at lunch. He was going to stay at

school because his parents were busy and didn't want him to stay home alone. He was forced

to stay at school. He wondered where she would be for Christmas. He bet she would go

home to be with her family. All bright and happy. Away from the castle. Wait, if she was,

then why is she still here, eating. She was going to stay! And even better, he friends were

gone. Things were looking up. He could make his move this vacation. He only knew her too

well to know where she would be. He ate quickly and almost skipped out of the Great Hall,

he was so freaking happy. This had been as happy as he'd been in a LONG time. He would

make it an obligation to spend time with her this Christmas. He just had to tell her how he

felt.

There are stereotypical people who think blondes are stupid, hott, and sluts. But

this one was almost a total opposite. He was intellectual, hott, and emotional, capable of

loving. He was also very determined and hopeful. Nothing put him down unless he was

positive that nothing on Earth could change it. He wanted something and was going to work

for it. Or should I say…her.

After the lunch bell rang, he gathered his stuff and headed for his dorm. Since it

was a half day he decided to dump his stuff in his room, take a shower, and start on his

homework, as he knew a certain girl would do the same. He arrived in his room and found a

letter on his desk. He dropped his bag on the bed and opened the envelope. There were two

pieces of paper in it.

Dear Lover Boy

I see you believe in Santa. I think you know what I mean and who I am. Meet me in the library at 2 pm. I'll be at the back on the table to the right. I must talk to you…

Sincerely,

Lover Girl

PS: I believe this is yours.

At the bottom was his heart-paper. He almost fainted. How did this person get that

paper? Did they know who it was about? He was seriously freaked. He decided to take a

shower, change, and bring his homework. He would go to the library and confront the person

that sent it. Then get on his homework to free-up his holiday. He took a quick shower and

left his hair down. He picked some black, baggy jeans, a long sleeved, black shirt that said

'THE ULTIMATE SIN' in red graffiti, his VANS, and a black trench. He took his bag with

Astronomy homework and left the dorm.

He dashed through the halls and arrived in front of the library. He took a deep

breath and pushed the great doors open. There were only a few people in the library, so this

made it easier for him (in case he was forced to make a scene). He sauntered towards the

back, looking for a girl in the back. He saw two girls, sitting at two tables right next to each

other. He wondered which it was. Happily, one of the girls was the one he had hoped it was.

Not to appear desperate, he swiftly approached the other girl and sat down at her side.

She looked up from the desk and cocked her head to one side, confused. He merely asked,

"I was wondering if you had the time?" She thought he was crazy and shook her head in

reply. He heard a snicker from the other table and knew he found the right girl. He smirked

and thanked the girl. He got up and leisurely walked past the other table and out of the

girl's sight. She looked over her shoulder and came face-to-face with him. She nearly

jumped out of her seat when she saw his face so close. He laughed so hard he fell over and

clutched his sides. She got on her knees and pinned his shoulders to the cold, stone floor.

"What on Earth do you want?" she requested while holding him down.

"You told me to meet you here." He responded without even trying to get out of her

grip. There was silence, she didn't say anything. She loosened her grip and his tensed form

relaxed. She was hovering over him not saying anything. He quickly grabbled her wrists,

which were at his side and flipped her over. There was a light 'thud'. Now, he was over her

holding her down while she was under him. He looked her in the eye and waited for an

answer.

"It was you, wasn't it? You sent that letter, didn't you?" he interrogated while still

pinning her to the floor. Even though she was wearing a few layers of clothes, she still felt

the icy surface of the stone ground. She really didn't want to answer him, but wanted to get

up so greatly.

"…yes…" she finally said sheepishly. Her eyes were focused down looking at her feet.

She no longer struggled against his force. She just lied on the floor, almost like she was

mortified that she had admitted to writing to him. Was he really that atrocious to her? I

mean, to be ashamed to write to him? That really hurt him.

"Am I that horrible to you and your friends for you to be embarrassed to write to

me?", he asked with a grimaced gaze on his face. She looked into his eyes and felt horrible.



The truth was, she wasn't holding anything against him. She was just embarrassed that she

was that obvious.

"I…you…it's not that, really. It's just I feel bad that I was that obvious. I wanted to

surprise you, I didn't want you to know until a little later. I'm really sorry for making you

feel horrible. I didn't mean to." She answered him with a half smile. His heart jumped back

into place as he heard those wonderful words. He helped her up and sat next to her.

"Oh…I…to tell you the truth, I was hoping that it was you…I was going to tell you

this over vacation, but you seem to find out before. By the way, how did you find out?!" she

giggled at this and looked back down at her paper. He decided not to fight her on it and

took out his assignment. He began to look up information on the constellations and then she

spoke…

"Well…I've noticed you starring at me every now and then when I was in class,

playing with my friends, or just doing me homework. Whenever I hugged my guy friends you

had this little angry expression on you face and I thought it was cute. It kind of gave me

the idea that you liked me…on Sunday I saw you watching me play around at the lake. After

I went past you and hid behind the tree to see what you were doing, you were hunched over

writing something down. I saw you fold it up and toss it into the wind. It landed at the base

of the tree I was behind. I waited 'til you left and I when to pick it up. I read it and pieced

together the facts. Then. I invited you here to see if I was right. Do you like me?" she, now,

had her eyes closed and was waiting for him to say something, anything. She opened one eye,

and then the other. She saw the blank expression on his face. She, then, went back to her

work. Before she placed the pen on the paper, he put his hand on hers. His hand was warm

and supple. She tilted her head up and saw his smile. It was an actual smile, something she

had never seen before. He placed a single finger under her chin and lifted her head. She

looked into his eyes and pulled away with a smile the size of the castle. He smirked and got

by to her ear.

He whispered, "yes" He pulled away and looked at her. She had a small smile on her face.

"I know you must really hate me from my past self. Please…can we at lease be

friends?" he asked with a little look of begging. She looked at him, thinking as she put her

index finger on to her chin and relaxed. She placed her index finger on to her chin and

looked out as if it took her a while to consider it. She looked at him and his lip was stuck out

in a pout. She saw him and giggled.

"…sure…I'd…love…to…be…you…friend…" she replied in between giggles. He was so

happy he hugged her tightly, so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

"Could…you…let…go…please…." She said in a small voice and he noticed she couldn't

breathe. He let he go and apologized for nearly strangling her. They had a lot of fun that

night, talking and just having a little fun (not that way).

He walked her back to her dorm and bid her good-night. He walked to his dorm and

thought about that night. His mind was contemplating all the things that happened that

night. They joked around a lot and he loved the way her face lit up when she laughed. She

was an angel…