December
December 2nd
Pan-
The last thing I want from you is pity… that and for you to tell me you hate me. So what am I supposed to do? I am so nervous that I will give you this and you'll laugh and tell me how dumb I am. Are you the Pan I think you are now?
Trunks
December 5th
I keep thinking I wanna end this whole thing and tell you how I feel, but then I realize I made a promise to myself that I would finish it. And I usually keep my promises. No, always do. So I'll wait until then, anticipating every last moment of it.
I love you always
Trunks
December 8th
Pan--
You and I are exchanging gifts this week because you and Dreadlocks are going on a trip to see his mommy and daddy for Christmas. So I better find you something! FAST!
Oh, boy!
Trunks
December 9th
Pan-
I got you…
A pair of gloves, a coat, a scarf, a cell phone and
…a journal.
Like?
Trunks
December 11th
We exchange gifts tomorrow! whoo-hoo! I am so excited. What'd you get me…?
Love you lots!
Trunks
December 12th
Pan-
I really, really liked the gift…
But what I liked better is the other thing you didn't expect to give me…
And you know what it was…
Trunks (I love you!)
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December 12th:
"Oh my God, Trunks!" Pan opened the first of her presents, the coat/scarf/gloves bundle. "How did you know green was my new favorite color!
Trunks thought for a second, then finally said, "Lucky, LUCKY guess!" Pan giggled, then swiftly opened the second gift, the cell phone. She gasped, then stared at Trunks, who was watching her every move. "You like?" he whispered.
Pan nodded. "Why, though?"
"So you can call me!" Trunks flashed a confident smile.
"You really shouldn't have, but I love it so much!" She hugged the box close to her chest. "Geez.. Mine looks like dollar store shit compared to all of this!"
"Oh, wait!" Trunks ran out to the kitchen and returned with a red journal tied off with a silver bow. "So you can remember your special Christmas with What's His Face!"
Pan smiled. "Suuure…" They both chucked as Pan fondled the journal. "Okay--- it's your turn, then I'm out of here!"
Trunks nodded, holding an envelope. "What is it?" he opened it and saw a blank piece of paper folded up. He opened up, but it was still just as blank as before.
"I didn't know quite what to get for the world's richest man, so I got you that! Hold it up to the light!"
Trunks held it up, still not seeing anything. "I still don't see an--" When he put down the paper, Pan quickly kissed his lips. She pulled away, still awfully close to his face.
"I'm sorry-- but I have no idea what to get you…" Pan said, looking away from him.
Trunks grabbed Pan's shoulders and moved her closer to him. He kissed he lips gently, Pan soon returning his kiss. Soon, they were in a heated make out session, cuddled on the couch. Suddenly, Pan pulled away from him.
"I- Oh my God, I'm so sorry…" Pan quickly gathered her stuff and left, holding tightly to the journal…. She had a plan.
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December 13th
Pan-
Is it wrong to say I loved every minute of it? Does it mean anything? What happened, anyway?
I am just confused as you.
Love?
-Trunks-
December 19th
Pan-
You still haven't called me.
I spent GOOD money for that phone!
Just kidding.
I hope you call soon……
Love,
Trunks Briefs
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December 30th
Pan opened the journal, trying to block out the sounds of Dreadlock's parents fighting with him over her and his new hair. She grabbed one of the pens off of the messy floor and began to write in the journal, her handwriting neat and elegant.
trunks...
our day that we exchanged gifts was … i don't know.
i guess i just acted on impulse… it was just supposed to be a piece of paper and an apology! but, knowing me, i screwed it up!
so let me tell you now--- i'm truly, truly sorry!
but… let me ask you something…
how do you tell you best friend since 3rd grade…
…that you love them?…
love…?
pan
