I don't want a lot for Christmas

There is just one thing I need

"As you all know, today is the last day of the secret Santa assignment." Mrs. Toll said as the class began. "I hope the project was a success and that you all have experienced the cheer the holiday season can bring." She hadn't pushed the students to participate, hadn't reminded them daily about what they were supposed to be doing but she knew who was at least attempting the assignment and who wasn't. She did however notice a large change in the attitude of one of her students the most. "Mr. DuGrey, you were one of the biggest stooges at the beginning of all this. Name one gift you received that you think was just as good as, I believe you put it skiing and hot girls."

"Umm…I liked all my gifts a lot actually but I think my favorite was a kit for making a gingerbread house."

"If I'm not prying to much, why?"

"I've never made one before and the person that helped me make the house made it a good experience." He shrugged, knowing full well Rory was staring at him.

Deciding not to dig for more details, Mrs. Toll moved on and asked the kid sitting next to him the same question. Truth was Tristan had enjoyed the movies the most because he got the chance to find out what it was like to hold Rory Gilmore in his arms but he wasn't going to admit that to the class. He was dragged out of his thoughts when the teacher began to explain how they would do the secret Santa reveal.

"Here's how it's going to work." Mrs. Toll began. "I am going to call someone and they will announce whose name they had choose and then give them their last present. Do not open your present until everyone has found out who their secret Santa was." The class all nodded in comprehension. "Let's start with Francie, who did you have?"

"Paris." She said smirking in faux sweetness as she stood up and walked over to hand Paris her last present.

Paris smiled stiffly as Francie made her way back to her desk. Once the attention was off her she turned to Rory. "I'd love to say I'm shocked but I'm not."

"The things she got you could have been a lot worse." Rory pointed out. "Plus, she was honoring your religion."

"She knew those lame gifts would get to me! I bet this," She said gesturing to the present in front of her, "is just as bad as the rest."

Rory just shook her head and watched as the other members of the class revealed who they had selected.

Ten minutes later Mrs. Toll called on Tristan to reveal who he had gotten. "Amanda Shultz." He said standing and walking over to hand her the gift.

"Really?" Paris said out loud attracting the attention of the rest of the class.

"Uh, I'm pretty positive."

"Right…Sorry." She amended. She was almost positive that he had picked Rory. Those gifts that Rory had received were all very elaborate and clearly had a lot of thought put into them. Considering how much Tristan liked Rory, she was sure it was him. She shrugged to herself looking over at Rory who was lost in her own dream world.

'Amanda Shultz…She's an even bigger bookworm than I am. She's in the math league.' Rory thought to herself. The only thing Rory had ever heard about Amanda Shultz was that she had a crush on Brad. Amanda didn't even looked thrilled to be receiving a gift from Tristan like the other girls in the class probably would have been, she actually looked a little disappointed.

"It doesn't make since." Paris whispered to her.

"What doesn't?"

"I was positive that he had you."

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just thought he did."

"Right…"

"Ms. Gilmore" Mrs. Toll said. "Since you are so talkative why don't you share whose name you selected."

"Stupid Paris." She mumbled under her breath. "Of course…I picked Tristan." She announced, walking over to his desk where he was sitting with a look of shock on his features. "There you go." She smiled sweetly at him.

Her smile earned a grin from him. "You were my secret Santa all this time but pretended you had no idea who it was?"

"Yeah…"

"So you are smart and sneaky. That's kind of sexy."

Rory blushed and quickly walked back to her seat without glancing back at him.

"I knew it!" Paris said when she got back to her desk. "Although I was a little thrown by the cookies because you said you didn't bake but I knew it!"

"You're a regular Nancy Drew."

"I had Rory." A voice from the other side of the room said.

Rory looked up and met eyes with her secret Santa, Brad. "Brad?"

"Y-yeah." He stuttered even being in the same vicinity of Paris scared him. "Did you like your presents?"

"Uh huh." Was all she could manage. The gifts she'd received were beautiful and she loved them but they didn't scream 'Brad'.

The lunch bell rang and students filed out of the room. Rory walked towards her locker the box Brad had gave to her in her hand.

I don't care about the presents

Underneath the Christmas Tree

"I've got a secret." A familiar voice whispered in her ear.

"Tristan with a secret? Consider me shocked."

"Do you want to know or not?"

"Tell me."

"I was your secret Santa."

Rory turned around to meet his eyes, he didn't look like he was joking in fact he looked dead serious. "No, Brad was."

"No, Brad was the one who picked your name out of the hat." He clarified. "I found out that Brad had picked your name and I happen to picked Amanda, who Brad has a crush on. Since Mrs. Toll said no trading we technically didn't trade. He took credit for your gifts and I took credit for his."

"So…You're smart and sneaky. That's kind of sexy." She smiled, reiterating his words from earlier.

"You think?"

"I do- Oh no! That means you brought me the snow globe that I broke!"

"Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter."

"It does! It was beautiful and probably expensive like the ornament and scarf."

"All worth it."

"Why?"

"It happens to be all worth it because regardless of how you feel about me, I am absolutely smitten with you." He said pulling her to him and placing a kiss on her lips before slowly pulling back and walking away.

I just want for my own

More than you could ever know

Rory stood there shocked. Tristan admitted her liked her, gave her an amazing yet entirely to short of a kiss then walked away? What does that mean?

His lips were so soft, his kiss was gentle but still filled with emotion. She already missed his body being pressed up against his.

Quickly, she walked over to her locker and placed her book bag and present into it. Slamming it shut she began to practically run towards the lunch room.

She walked through the doorway but he wasn't at his usual table. Her eyes scanned the room for closer inspection and there was still no Tristan. Where the hell was he?

Running down the hall she bumped into Louise. "Oh, sorry!"

"Don't worry about it. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Someone?" She said smiling knowingly.

"Tristan."

"Last time I saw him he was walking out to the courtyard."

"It's cold! It's well below freezing outside!"

"How about a certain someone, namely you, go warm him up?"

"Thanks." She said before dashing off to find Tristan. Forgetting her coat, she ran outside once she saw him walking around the plowed path that circled the perimeter of the courtyard. "Tristan!" she called out to gain his attention.

"Rory, what are you doing out here?"

"Looking for you."

"Me? Why?"

"You are seriously asking me why? You admitted you liked me, kissed me then walked away! Who does that?"

"Who kisses someone then runs away crying?" He retorted.

"I wouldn't have ran or cried this time! I would have admitted that I liked you back, I would have kissed you back. This stupid secret Santa assignment made me realize that I was ridiculous to run away from you, because I've probably liked you all this time. I'm completely smitten with you too."

"Rory-" He tried to cut in but was interrupted.

"The presents you got me were remarkable! You put thought into them because you obviously cared. Hanging out with you when we made the gingerbread and watched the movies was amazing! I wanted to cuddle with you, kiss you but it would have seemed so awkward."

"Rory!"

"What?"

"You're shivering." He pointed out, taking off his coat and wrapping it around her shoulders.

Giving him a shy smile, she looked up into his eyes. "Thank you."

Wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer to him, he nodded. "You are welcome." Rory just stood in his arms, enjoying the warmth his body was offering her. She didn't care that she had just admitting to liking him, she didn't care that she had a lot of unanswered questions. All she cared about was being in his arms. "You like me, huh?"

"You ruined our moment. Again."

"We'll have other moments."

"You sound so sure."

"Mare now that I have you in my arms, there is no way in hell I'm letting you go."

"Tristan DuGrey a romantic. Who would have thought?"

"I'm full of surprises."

"Like?"

"You'll have to stick around to find out."

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky and landed on the two teenagers. Without saying another word Rory leaned upward and brushed her lips against his, allowing him to deepen the kiss. It was snowing and as her mother had repeatedly reminded her, good things happen when it snows. Rory was pretty sure Tristan was a good thing.

Rory pulled away after a few moments and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"Tristan it's fine. The kiss was amazing…It's just, really cold out here."

"Right. It being winter and all."

Rory smiled and reached out to entwine their fingers. "I love this weather." She told him, tilting her head upward to look at the falling snow.

"I've become quite a fan of the holidays myself."

Make my wish come true

I'd love to blame my lack of updates on J.K. Rowling and the Harry Potter book but I can't. I'm not much of a Harry Potter fan, although I did skim the last book and read the epilogue. I can blame it on my computer which decided to crash on me, deleting me already half finished chapter of this and Rec. projects.

It's not my best work and I probably disappointed you with the ending but I had some difficulty with how I wanted everything to occur. This isn't the last chapter, there is still one more. I'm not sure if it'll be a epilogue or a continuation of this chapter, your thoughts would be appreciated.