Every year I play the same game. People put what they want for Christmas in a small, black box, and I try to get it for them. Only my two best friends, Tucker and Danny, know I do this, seeing as they're the only ones who know I'm rich as well. It's what I do to make sure karma doesn't come knocking on my door.

Or knocking it down.

This year, however, Tucker and Danny promised to help me with my shopping, so it would be done three times quicker. I still had to wait till the end of the day, but I could already see papers overflowing the box. It sure would be another busy year.

See, the way I did this whole thing was I saved my allowance for the year, not really needing it anyways, and added it to the giant Christmas money my parents give me. I mean, I could buy a house with that much money. Seriously, I'm not even joking.

So the day went by slowly, both Danny and Tucker doing some last-minute shopping. I didn't mind, and rather ran off to get my disguise. As much as it pained me to say it, I didn't want anyone to know I was the one helping them.

At least, not with money.

So I trotted into my house, barely acknowledging my parents. I mean, I was grateful they gave me life, but not much else. So I continued to my room, sighing deeply. It was disguise time, no matter how little I wanted to dress up. So I rushed off to my closet, grabbing the last thing I'd ever be caught in.

Pink.

Yes, it destroyed my gothic ways, but also ensured my disguise. As if the pink, girly shirt and jean skirt weren't enough, I had to grab the one thing I despised the most. Fur. I gingerly took the mink coat, wrapping it around me. I shivered, not from the cold, but from the feel of dead animals on my shoulders.

Digging towards the bottom of my closet, I pulled out two white, high heeled boots, pulling them up my legs. With my disguise nearly finished, I walked over to my vanity.

Grabbing some contacts, I made my eyes an innocent looking green, blinking a few times to get out some tears. Next I grabbed some hair dye, the label proclaiming it was actually strawberry blonde in color.

To tell the truth, that's my natural hair color. I mean, my hair isn't truly black, but strawberry blonde and goths don't mix. It was that cool hair dye that washed out the next time you took a shower, so I sprayed every strand of hair with it.

Looking in the mirror, I realized I looked just like my parents wanted me to look.

Snooty, rich, and perfect. The spoiled girly girl they always wanted. But it wasn't what I wanted, so I only did it once a year.

I sighed deeply, realizing it would be a long day. Usually I didn't change until I got to the mall, but Danny was going to pick me up this year.

My true angel taking me away from this mortal place, and to heaven.

I shook my head, realizing how embarrassing that would sound if he could read minds. And, with his ghost powers, I wouldn't put it past him. Besides, the mall wouldn't be heaven.

Well, not if I were alone.

'Stop it!' I angrily shouted to myself, banging my head against my bedpost. 'It'll never happen. He thinks of you as a friend. Nothing more, nothing less.'

"You know, I may not be a doctor, but I don't think that's healthy," a voice drawled behind me, and I recognized it instantly as Danny's.

"Oh, well, I was upset," I explained, happy my face was caked with makeup and he couldn't see my blush.

"Oh, well, have you seen Sam. I do believe she lives here, but I could be mistaken…" He smirked over at me, and my face flustered up a bit.

"Hey, I don't want anyone recognizing me, ok?" I replied, trying to keep my voice even.

"No problem there," he replied, grabbing my hand before I could retort. Blushing, he took off into the sky, the breeze wafting us on the way to the mall.

((Alright. First chapter of Secret Santa. I personally like certain parts, then despise others. –shrugs- Anyways, this'll be fun because you get to see different canon characters and what they want the most in life. Well, for Christmas anyways. And there's that love letter to Sam, and I think it's pretty obvious who that is going to be from. –winks-))