This whole month I've been thinking about today. It's the ninth day of Christmas and I have had absolutely no idea what to get Kim. I've been thinking about it all month. Nine ladies dancing. It's pretty obvious that Kim can't dance. I could use that in the message. But the gift... that was a problem.

I didn't want to get her nine things. I've done that already. I can't just use that every time. I'm saving that for later anyway. Twice is enough as is.

I wanted to get her ballet slippers, but she'd probably get mad. I know for a fact that ballet wasn't something she would be doing anytime soon.

Then there was the music box with the dancer that spun on thier toes inside. Yeah, it was a good idea, but a bit too clichéd.

The music box lead me to music. It doesn't exactly have much to do with the ladies dancing but it still wasn't as random as a candy cane. (Yeah, not doing that again)

Of course, I wanted to get something music related. Lucky for me I found a keychain with a music note on it. It wasn't anything big but neither is a candy cane. I figured it's enough. Not that I had much time left anyway.

I made it to the window. I had to think before writing. Eventually, I got this down.

-Kim

Since we know you can't dance,
I had to come up with something else,
Let's just hope it's enoug

-Your Secret Admirer

I went to the other side of the window and set down the small chain. I went over to my locker and set down my duffel bag while I opened my locker.

Just as I set it down, Jerry walked through the doors.

"Dude, I love that message. We all know I'm the only one here that can actually dance." He said, walking towards his own locker.

"I don't know, I think I'm pretty good myself." I told him. He chuckled and nodded.

"Right..." He said before closing his locker and heading off towards the guys' changing rooms. What was that supposed to mean?

"Hey," Milton said, walking through the doors with Kim, who went by the ledge to pick up the keychain. "So today we're going to Jerry's... job. Wow, I never thought I would say that."

"Yeah I know," Kim said, "it should be interesting."

"Not as interesting as the time he got a job as a rapping corn dog." I said.

"Yeah, that was strange." Milton commented before going over to his own locker as Kim did the same. I slammed my locker before going towards the guys' changing room.

"So exactly is your job?" Kim asked Jerry.

We made it to where the kids were going to meet santa. Or the guy with the smelly beard. At least that's what I heard this one kid say once he got off of santa's lap. I'm just glad that Jerry got a job as an elf and not as santa. He's not exactly... good with kids.

"Being an elf." Jerry answered.

"Yeah, but what do you do?" I asked.

"I just stand around, interact with kids, help santa out. Let's just say he's just as old as the real santa would be." He whispered that last part.

"So you brought us here to watch you stand around..." Kim clarified.

"Huh, I guess I did." He said.

"Alright then, Phil's?" I asked.

"Right behind you."

"I'm in."

"Hey!" Jerry yelled.

"Oh yeah, congrats on your new job!" I exclaimed before walking to Phil's with the other two.

Hey, It's short, I know, i'm really busy, some chapters might be like this. Don't worry guys! The last chapter will be awesome! Promise!