A few weeks passed by and Christmas was right around the corner. Even though it was the winter time, there wasn't any snow or frigid temperatures that went along with it since L.A. doesn't get much of a winter. People would still, however, put up lights and decorations, just to get in the mood.

Everyone was into the holidays, especially the students at Jefferson High School. People were glad that they were finally gonna get a well deserved break and that a ton of parties were gonna go down too. Randy and John's friend, Kyle, was having a huge bash at his place tonight. Then, after his party, the annual New Year's Eve party was going to be at Grant's place.

"Man, I'm so stoked for Kyle's party. That's gonna be fuckin' awesome." Randy said to John who was sitting on the beach next to him. They had just got done surfing, after about only being in the water for a half hour. The water was just a little too cold, even if they did have wetsuits on.

"Yeah I know man. God, I can't wait. There'll be a ton of alcohol and some girls. Damn." John said staring into the horizon.

"Dude, you're such a duschbag. You know you won't do anything with those girls anyways." Randy said shaking his head.

John laughed and smiled. "Yeah I know." He smirked a little bit. "I don't need to. I already got one of the hottest girls in the world so…can't complain bout that."

Randy played with the sand near his leg and looked into the ocean. "We are pretty damn lucky though man. What are the chances that both of us would be going out with Stacy and Torrie, you know? I mean, remember back in like 2nd grade when we would put glue in their backpacks and shit. God we were trouble."

John laughed and remembered those days. "Yeah, that was funny. We like lived in the principle's office."

"Those were the days man." Randy said as he took a deep breath. "And to think, now we're seniors in high school. I never thought this day would come. It's gonna be our last Christmas together John." Randy said, fake crying and sniffling.

"That's so fuckin' gay dude." John said laughing as Randy laughed along too.

"I don't know what I'm gonna do without Stacy though man. It's gonna suck big time."

John sighed. "I know. Torrie's my everything. I just can't believe it's almost over."

Randy looked down at the ground and smirked. "Yo, you never told me how you and Torrie made up bout the whole weed thing. All you told me was that it was a mutual thing."

John laughed and stood up. "Dude. I think you already know."

Randy laughed and stood up too. "Nah I don't." He was trying to act stupid.

"You really want to know? Well, we talked for a little while, then gave up the talking, and started fucking. There you go." John said smiling.

Randy laughed some more as they picked up their boards and walked towards Randy's truck.

"Oh and by the way, you never told me bout you and Stacy. I think it's fair if I know." John said trying to hold onto the board underneath his arm.

"Well, let me just tell you first that I almost had a heart-attack when I saw her that day. I mean, fuck man, she was looking so damn fine. I wanted to fuck her right then and there bro. Her ass was so nice and uhh…heaven. Anyways but we talked for like a minute, then we ended up in the pool, then we had sex in the pool so…it was a great day." Randy said as him and John laughed.

"Dude is that a boner?' John asked as he pointed to Randy's wetsuit.

"Fuck you man." Randy said back laughing as he looked down, making sure he didn't have one.

"Oh shit." John pronounced as he looked at the clock in Randy's truck.

"What?"

"I gotta get back to my house in like 15. I'm supposed to help my old man fix up our Camero." John began to dry off his head with a towel.

"Alright. I actually gotta go back and start building a new shelf thing for my basement. I've been putting it off, but I need to get it done so…I'll drive fast." Randy said as they turned on the radio and headed for their houses.

Around 1:00 pm

"Hey Randy. It's Stace. Umm…I was wondering if I could pop over for a little bit. I umm…need to talk to you bout Kyle's party and such so…I'm gonna come by in like 20 minutes. Alright bye." Stacy said as she left a message on his voicemail.

It was a beautiful day. The sun was out, the temperature was great. Although a little chillier than before, it was still hot. A typical California day.

She was wearing a short denim skirt with a cute red and white striped Abercrombie rugby shirt. Her wavy and slightly curled blonde hair was in a ponytail and she sported a new pair of Ugg boots. Her eyeliner and mascara applied perfectly to her face, even though it was hidden behind her Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses.

She drove up to Randy's house in her white Mustang and got out. She rang the doorbell and Mr. Orton answered.

"Hey Stacy. How are you?" Bob Orton asked as he let Stacy in.

Stacy always loved Randy's dad. He was so friendly and was really funny sometimes. "I'm good Mr. Orton, how are you?"

"Just fine thank you. Umm Randy is in the back working on some shelf thing for the basement. That boy's always up to something." They both slightly laughed as Stacy thanked him and made her way to the back yard.

She stepped out the back door and made her way around the pool. Randy was hammering some pieces of wood together as Stacy noticed what he was wearing. He had a pair of baggy jeans on with a tool belt loosely strapped around his waist and had on backwards a white and black DC hat. And Stacy's most favorite thing about his outfit was that he wasn't wearing a shirt. His sexy abs and his natural tan made her want to scream.

"Randy!" Stacy yelled due to the loud banging noise from the hammer.

Randy turned around and felt butterflies in his stomach. 'God she is hot.' "Hey babe. What are you doing here?" he asked as he hugged his girlfriend.

"I left you a message on your phone. I told you I was coming over."

Randy reached in his pocket, searching for his phone. "Hmm. Where's my phone?" he asked himself as he looked around for it. He finally spotted it on one of the benches he was using. "Oh. My bad Stace."

Stacy giggled as he grabbed his phone.

"So what was your message about?" he asked tracing a line on a piece of wood with his pencil.

"I needed to ask you a few questions about Kyle's." Stacy said with her purse suspended over her shoulder.

"Okay. Shoot." He answered back as he made another line on the wood.

"Umm first of all, me and Aly need to know when you and Grant are bringing over the drinks cause we're heading over to Kyle's around six to help decorate and stuff and Brad can't deliver all the ice 'til around seven thirty or so..." Stacy said as she crossed her arms.

"Well, umm…I think we we're planning on coming over around like seven or something. The party doesn't start 'til like eight right?" he asked still focusing on his lines.

"Yeah sometime around then. So I think that'll work out fine. Umm and one more thing. Is John setting up all the speakers and stuff outside for the music or what? Cause I don't think anyone else can do it."

"Yeah he told me he was." Randy said as he made his final line.

"Okay cool." Stacy spoke, sounding like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders.

"So what are you doing until then?" Randy asked as he scanned over her sexy outfit.

Stacy lifted up her sunglasses and rested them on her head. "I have to go over to Torrie's and then we're gonna go over to Aly's so…what are you gonna do?" she asked, stepping closer towards him.

"Finish up this shelf thing. My mom won't get off my back about it…but umm, I already went surfing this morning so…I don't know." Randy responded. "Me and Grant will probably cruise into town or something. Check out some new boards."

Stacy placed her hand on his chest. "You think you'll run into Pete while you're down there?" she asked, as Randy placed his hands on her hips.

"Man, that guy's such a stupid ass who starts shit for no reason. He's just trouble." Randy said shaking his head.

"Mmm hmm. Like you are trouble." Stacy said smiling and giggling. She was right though. Randy was always known to be a bad boy.

"Come on." He said smirking. "You know you like it though." He whispered in her ear.

Stacy smiled and pushed him back a little, still within his grasp however. "So what if I like it? Don't think that I like you being bad all the time."

Randy smirked again and started snaking his fingers up her skirt. "Randy!" she giggled as she swatted away his hand. "What if your parents are looking?"

"They don't care." He said laughing.

"Well, I care." She said still slightly laughing. "I gotta go okay?" she said as she stepped closer to him.

"Uhhh. Alright. I'll see you later tonight k?" he said as he placed his hands back on her hips.

"Alright." Stacy said back as she placed her lips on his. What was originally suppose to be a short sweet kiss, soon turned into a little bit deeper and longer kiss as Randy worked his lips magically.

After about a minute or so, they broke the kiss and smiled. "Bye Randy." Stacy said as she began to walk away.

"Don't think that this is over." Randy said as Stacy turned around still walking and smiled. Randy smirked and continued with his work as he placed a nail on the wood and began hammering.