A/N: When I wrote this about a month ago I really loved this chapter XD

Chapter 3

December 22nd 2014 - PTXmas

As a group we like to have a little Christmas thing each year. We tried secret Santa last year with the five of us but we majorly screwed up. I accidentally told Scott that I had him, Kevin got Kirstie a terrible gift, I don't remember what it was but Kevin always gets terrible gifts. And Mitch said he had my gift on order but I still haven't received it.
This year everyone is just getting everyone something small, but we all know Kirstie will be the only one who gets it right, she always does.
I'm still trying to wrap the gifts that I bought yesterday, yeah I know I'm cutting it real close. But I'm failing at wrapping too, Kevin's looks more cello tape than paper and I haven't quite got enough paper to cover Scott's but it's going to have to do. I'm using the scraps of Kev's paper so really it's my own fault.
"Avi are you ready to go yet?" Kevin yells from somewhere else in the apartment.
"Nope!" I yell back as I get on with putting more tape on Kevin's present, because you can never be too sure.
My bedroom door opens right into my back.
"Ow, Kevin, what?!"
"We're gonna be late."
"And Scott and Mitch will be later, don't stress."
"We're going to Scott and Mitch's."
"Yeah, they'll still be late, you know them," I chuckle.
"What are you doing? Is there even any paper on that thing?"
I turn to look up at him, "Do you not compute that I'm trying to make this as difficult as possible for you to open as I can Kev."
"That's mine?"
I nod and place it down beside Scott's poorly wrapped present, and Mitch's poorly wrapped present. Kirstie's present was in a little box so I just put a bow on it, a poorly tied bow though, so it fit in with the rest.
"I'm ready to go now," I tell him as I stand up, gathering the gifts in my arms as I do.
"Did you tag them?"
"Did I what?"
"Did you put name tags on the presents or are you just going to remember whose is whose."
I look down at the four gifts in my arms, "I'll remember, small one is Kirstie's, barely covered is Scott's, cello tape is yours and the last one is Mitch's. Simple."
Kevin looks at me in complete confusion, "Well if it's simple."

I'm in the kitchen because I seem to be the only one who knows how to use it most of the time. Only most of the time because Kirstie does a lot baking, we know she does, we just never see her doing it. But anyway, I'm in here, Scott and Mitch's kitchen because Jeremy is out there. Kirstie brought him to our PTXmas. Not even Esther comes to PTXmas and she's freaking Esther.
So presents were given out, but I haven't given Kirstie hers, she hasn't noticed yet but she will eventually. I want to give it to her so bad but I can't with her boyfriend in there, so it's in my pocket.
I suddenly realise I'm doing more glaring than cooking and get back to it. I'm very tempted to put something in Jeremy's that shouldn't be there but then the other part of me wants to show him up with how good of a cook I am, at least Kirstie always says that I am.
"Do you need any help?" Scott asks. "I mean not from me because the last time I helped we could bounce the boiled eggs," he chuckles.
I laugh, "Well it was fun, but yeah I could use some help."
"I'll get Kirst then," he nods, "Mitch is worse than me, he burnt toast this morning."
"Kevin will do," I say quickly.
"Kevin's the only one talking to Jeremy, Kirstie will know something's up if he comes in here, it has to be Kirst," he nods surely. Did I mention that Scott didn't end up telling Kirstie that we all hate Jeremy?
I sigh, "Fine."
He leaves the kitchen and not moments later Kirstie walks in with a big smile. "I feel like I haven't seen you all afternoon." She goes to hug me then stops, I didn't know why until I looked through the gap between the cupboards into the lounge, Jeremy was staring at us.
"That's a little creepy," I mutter to myself.
"A little," Kirstie shrugs and my face heats up because I hadn't meant for her to hear me. And luckily the next time I look through the gap his attentions on Kevin. "So what do you want me to do chef?" she asks with a laugh.
Smiling again I turn and point, "If you want veggies you do em I'm not touching them."
"Typical, and of course I want them, they're delicious."
"Are not."
"Are too."
"Are not."
"Did you like your present?" It seems like she asks it out of nowhere, but she obviously wanted to stop that useless conversation that I was clearly going to win.
"Love it, it looks like it came straight out of Middle Earth," I smile.
She nods, "Perfect, that's exactly what I was going for." She hesitates, "I was a little upset to see you didn't get me a present."
"Oh." She realised sooner that I thought she would. "I did."
She frowns, "I only got three presents."
I put down the spoon I was using to stir and reach into my pocket. "I couldn't give it to you with Jeremy watching, sorry."
"Why not?"
I hold out the box, double checking that he wasn't watching us right now. "Because he wouldn't get the meaning behind it, he would have just seen me giving his girlfriend jewellery."
She takes the box and opens it, "A dragon necklace?"
"Yes, because when I say they're real you don't laugh about it, you listen to my reasoning."
"And sometimes I even believe you," she chuckles. "Put it on me." She passes me the back the box and spins around holding up her long, now orange hair. I take the necklace from the box and hand it back to her then put the necklace on her and it takes me a couple of go's but I eventually get the catch fastened.
Then I check for Jeremy, he's not where he was. I just about crap myself when he walks into the kitchen.
"What's that?" he immediately asks, pointing at the necklace.
"It's my present from Avi, isn't it cool?"
Jeremy shrugs, "Not really, dragons are pretty lame."
As if I couldn't hate him anymore.
"I think they're pretty cool, and did you know that they're real?" Kirstie says confidently. I almost have to do a double take because, what?
Jeremy laughs obnoxiously, it was probably only obnoxious to me though, "They're so not real."
"Yeah they are, Avi told me," Kirstie nods over at me, why did she have to bring me into this, he probably thinks I'm a complete idiot, but it doesn't matter because I hate him. "They're just extinct. And no bones have been found because when a Dragon dies it incinerates leaving nothing but dust. Saint George slayed the last one, terrible loss but probably for the better I can't imagine it'd be to safe living amongst dragons."
She literally just regurgitated a whole bunch of things I've said before, I didn't know she'd remembered it all, I can't help but smile.
And the dumbfounded look on Jeremy's face makes it all the better.

A/N: Do you guys remember the Dragon necklace?

I hope you enjoyed the chapter,

Hannah :)