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Meow!
As sunlight flooded the dormitory, Jessica slowly drifted back to reality and away from the dream world she'd been enshrouded in all night.
Voices from the common room below poked and prodded at her subconscious until finally with a rested yawn she opened her eyes.
The dormitory was completely empty, except for one person who didn't belong there, one person who was sitting on her bed.
"Merry Christmas!" The sing song voice of Luke called, interrupting her thoughts.
"How long have you been here?" She asked, smoothing down the hair she assumed was similar looking to a garden of weeds.
"Long enough to feel sorry for the other girls in your dorm," He paused, a mischievous grin crossing his face. "You snore."
Sitting up, Jessica grabbed the pillow she'd been laying on and threw it directly at Luke's head. He caught it and made a face. "You drool too."
Jessica laughed, looking up at her friend, wearing faded jeans and a knitted red sweater. His swirls of chocolate brown eyes were hiding behind his mess of dark brown hair that looked as if he hadn't brushed it yet. He dropped the color changing gift bag onto her bed, beside the pillow, now a glistening shade of gold.
She threw back the white linen blankets and swung her legs down over the bed, standing and about to lean over to grab his present from the night table beside her before blushing furiously and turning around.
Because of the lack of people in her dorm, she'd only thrown on a T-shirt as a nightgown the previous night. It fell just below her hips, and as she turned to Luke she could see that his face was a bit red as well.
"Sorry," He muttered, looking down. "I should have waited until you were awake and dressed."
It was that moment of inconvenience that the door decided to swing open and Alex step through.
Jessica looked up, quite surprised to see him in her dorm. They hadn't talked since meeting on the train, and it seemed he'd done just about everything he could to avoid seeing her.
He seemed oddly troubled and looked tired. With a gulp, looking between the half dressed Jessica and furiously blushing Luke, he quickly closed the door and they could hear his footsteps descending down the stairs. Despite his robed presence no longer being in the room, his blue eyes lingered in Jessica's mind a little while longer, as they had over the past few months.
"Well, that was awkward," Jessica managed to stutter, finding a pair of shorts on the floor and pulling them on while Luke pretended to be busy looking out the window.
When they both looked at each other again all they could do was laugh, now that the situation had passed it seemed quite funny.
"It's usually more appropriate to dress before going to bed," Luke commented, raising an eyebrow at her.
She rolled her eyes and sat on the bed, one leg folded under her. "I was dressed. I just hadn't realized I'd be having a male visitor this morning." She said, gesturing towards him.
"Well, I wasn't the only male in your room this morning. What was Alex doing here?"
Jessica was obviously stumped at this question. "You know, I have no idea. He's been avoiding me for the past few months. So, why come up to my dorm on Christmas morning?"
Piercing her eyes with his own he swallowed hard, "Maybe you two had something planned."
For the second time that morning, Jessica threw her pillow at him, this time hitting him directly in the face. "As if, Luke."
He shrugged, picking up the pillow and making a face again. "I wasn't joking last time, you do drool."
With an exasperated sigh, Jessica snatched the pillow away, which was actually slightly moist, and grabbed the present from her wooden bedside table, knocking over her hand mirror and letting it shatter cross the blue carpet.
Watching Garfield scurry across the paper after a mouse and flying off a counter top, Jessica realized she was nervous about giving him the present. Since being disowned by her mother, her emotions had been kept fairly bottled up, but now she was plainly nervous. Her palms were sweaty and her face flushed. What if he didn't like it? What if he got angry at her?
Closing her eyes, she thrust the present at him, taking him by surprise and hitting him squarely in the stomach.
"Sorry," She muttered, as she held her hands up to her face, opening her eyes and peering through her fingers.
Luke gave her and odd look and tore through the paper, leaving Odie's tail wagging on one half of the paper while his head searched for it on the other.
Inside was a metal blue box, after casting her a curious look he opened it. Nothing was inside.
He looked up at her and was shocked to see her doubled over and turning purple.
"Jess? Are you okay?"
As she opened her mouth to reply, laughter filed out, filling the room and causing those downstairs to look up and wonder what was going on. Between lapses of sanity where she'd laugh for a minute at a time, she managed to reach down to the floor and grab a fragment of the shattered mirror.
She handed it to him and managed to say "Look.. in.. mirror.." before doubling over again.
Luke looked in the mirror, and then back at her. "There's something wrong with your mirror, besides being broken. Someone has bewitched it."
Jessica shook her head and Luke looked back into the mirror. The reflection of a blue haired boy with an eyebrow ring stared back at him.
"What have you done to me?" He stood and flew into the adjoining bathroom. Staring into the full mirror stood Luke, in his jeans and sweater, but now with blue hair, gelled up into three spikes on the middle of his head, black lined eyes, pierced eyebrow, nose, lips, and ears.
Jessica's laughter began to die down as she looked at Luke with worry on her face. "You said you wanted a new look. It'll wear off in a few hours."
Luke stared at her from the bathroom door, then leaned over the porcelain sink again and looked back into the mirror.
"Interesting look, dear," The mirror commented warily.
Jessica walked in behind him, a forced smile on her face. "Are you okay?"
His own face broke into a grin, which looked quite menacing underneath the large blue spikes, and he began to laugh. "You did get me what I asked for."
Jessica's false smile developed into a real one and she ran back to her bed, grabbing the gift bag and looking eagerly at it. "Okay, my turn."
He stepped away from the mirror and leaned against the door frame, watching as she opened the gift.
She pulled open the bag and reached down into it.
"Ouch!" She shouted, pulling her hand back up, now attached to the mouth of a tiny kitten.
"A cat?" She exclaimed. She didn't have time to tell Luke she was allergic, because before she knew it she was sneezing and breaking out into hives.
"Oh Luke, it was a nice thought.."
Luke grabbed the kitten quickly, moodily muttering, "And I wasted all this time taking care of the thing and charming it so it wouldn't move.." But as he looked up at Jessica, sympathy washed over him and he offered to take her to the nurse.
"No.. Achoo.. You'll need to take care.. Achoo.. of the cat.. I'll go.. Achoo.. myself."
She rushed out of the room, her hands in front of her face to hide the red hives breaking out all over it.
Luke looked down at the gray kitten, now sitting on her bed and staring up at him, or rather the spikes on top of his head.
"Oh well, bud. Looks like it's back to the pet store for you."