All I Want for Christmas is You-Chapter 3

Perfect Gifts

*Hey there everybody! I'm going to get this story done by Christmas Eve. It's my Christmas present to all of you! And the best Christmas present you could give me is a nice ole' review!!!*

"Mom! What's burning?" Lizzie called coming down the stairs.
"Your dinner! I'm sorry I went outside to help your father with the Christmas lights and I left the lasagna in the oven for too long. So. . .What do you kids want to eat?" Miranda and Gordo had joined Lizzie at the bottom of the stairs.
"Um actually Mom, Gordo has to go to the mall and Miranda and I wouldn't mind going with him. We can all get something to eat there." She smiled sweetly at Gordo and he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah! I have some Christmas shopping to do anyways." Miranda put in.
"Well that's fine with me, Sam and I were thinking about going out to eat anyway. . .unless you're sure and then I can fix up something else real quick." Lizzie shook her head. "Okay well you guys have fun. We're going to light the house up at 9:00 so be home by then."
"What?" Miranda asked.
"It's a tradition. We always light the house up at 9:00 on December 18."
"Oh! I can't wait!" As soon as her parents had left Lizzie sprinted back upstairs.
"Lizzie! Where are you going?" Gordo called after her.
"I have to change!"
"Oh me too!" Miranda charged after her blonde friend and slammed the bedroom door shut.

45 minutes later they piled into Gordo's truck and headed to the mall.
"I have something to do." Gordo said once they were inside. "I'll meet you two at the food court in 30 minutes." He walked away from the girls with his hands in his pockets.
"What do you think he is up to?"
"I don't know, but we'll find out soon enough. Let's go in here." Lizzie directed Miranda into a fancy watch shop.
"Oh my god! Miranda look at this one!" Lizzie pointed into the display case.
"Lizzie! Gordo would love that watch!" She frantically searched for the price.
"I know. . ." Lizzie stared at the silver Rolex with gold frame.
"$500!" Miranda screamed. "Put that down! You might break it!"
"Oh my God."
"Let's go." Miranda dejectedly walked away from the counter.
"No! I want to get it for him!"
"Lizzie you don't have that kind of money! Plus all the rest of the presents you have to buy like your parents and mine!" Miranda smiled.
"You're right."
"Okay Let's go. There is a sale in JcPenney's. Let's look for your mom." They walked away from the store.

"Good work McGuire!" Sergeant Ledgers said slapping Matt on the back.

"Thank you sir." The mission had been a complete success, but only because Matt accidentally stumbled upon some plans of an active terrorist group.
"You just might have earned your way home for the holidays. Of coarse you'd have to talk to General Bryant, but I'm guessing you're as good as gone." Sergeant Ledgers walked away as a smile crept across his face. He turned in the opposite direction to go search for General Bryant. He stopped another private.
"Do you know where General Bryant is?"
"I think he's in his room." They were in an abandoned hospital in Baghdad; it was their temporary headquarters. Matt quickly went to the room appointed to General Bryant. He knocked briskly on the door.
"Who's there?" A voice came from inside.
"Private Matthew McGuire." The door swung open and a tall bulky man emerged.
"Sergeant Ledgers recommended I see you. I know you said we needed everyone on the job for now and Holiday visits wouldn't be an option, but the Sergeant also said since I've been here for 6 months full time without leave, it might be possible to take a short 5 days to return home."
"SHUT UP PRIVATE!" General Bryant screamed as Matt's heart dropped. Then a smile formed on the General's face. "You deserve way more than 5 days." Matt smiled broadly and shook his hand.
"Thank you Sir!"
"You can depart this afternoon. That will put you in. . ."
"Hilldridge, California."
"Right, by Christmas Eve. Return within 20 days after the New Year."
"Thank you again sir!" Matt saluted him. The General just smiled and returned to his room. Matt ran off to pack his things. His mind ran wildly about all the presents he'd have to buy and in such a short time. But he didn't mind that he wouldn't be getting anything. Going home was the best present ever.

"Oh my gosh! Dad! Hurry up its freezing out here!" Lizzie screamed to her dad who was impatiently cursing the lights. Gordo, Lizzie, Miranda and Jo were standing in the snow-covered yard waiting for Sam to find the bulb that was making the lights not work.
"So Gordo, where did your family go for the holidays?" Jo asked shivering slightly at the wind.
"They went to Michigan to be with their parents for Hanukkah." Gordo said staring at Lizzie who was also shivering. He slowly slipped his arm around her and she buried her face in his shoulder.
"What about you Miranda?" Jo asked trying not to laugh at the oblivious couple.
"They went to Mexico to be with my abuela. My grandma." All of a sudden the house lit up brightly and Sam shouted in triumph.
"Oh! Its beautiful!" Lizzie gasped. Her father had done a really good job this year. But he probably just wanted to win the annual neighborhood contest.
"Yes you are." Gordo added. Lizzie looked up at him as smiled. But he was looking at the lights.
"Come on everyone! Let's go inside and I'll make us some hot chocolate." The all followed Mrs. McGuire in the house. They sat down around the fire and sipped their hot chocolate and swapping stories. It was soon 12:00.
"Oh! I'm tired. I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning." Lizzie stood up and Miranda raced in front of her.
"I get the bed by the window!" She screamed. It was just Lizzie and Gordo standing at the base of the stairs. "Well. . .good night." Lizzie turned to walk up the stairs. Gordo pulled her back towards him and kissed her softly. When they pulled away her eyes were in astonishment. "Gordo. . ."
"Mistletoe." Gordo pointed to the green plant hanging over their heads and walked past her, up the stairs shutting his bedroom door behind him. Lizzie squealed in frustration. "What's your problem!?!" Lizzie yelled to nobody in particular. She climbed the stairs and entered her bedroom and slammed the door.

*Well, there is the end to Chapter 3! I hope you enjoyed it! I PROMISE I'll finish this story by Christmas Eve! Why won't Gordo just open up to Lizzie? What did that kiss mean? Find out next time on. . .All I want for Christmas is yoU!*

PS-If anyone has any ideas on what I can get my mom for Christmas I would greatly appreciate it. She is 47, and avid Oklahoma Sooner fan and Christian, its kinda hard to describe her. . .She's a real piece of work. Anywayz.-I'm up to suggestions! Offer a suggestion that I like and I'll write a Chapter within the hour that I read the review! So come on! Shorten everyone else's wait!