Merry Christmas!!!! Wow, I couldn't sleep. I'm so hungry right now. So far, I have a new camera since my other one broke the other day. Plus, my best friend gave me awesome anime gifts that included a Artbook for Gakuen Alice!!! Though it is in Japanese, it doesn't matter since the pictures are way too cute and awesome! Please pray with me while I find my DS as well. I really want to play the Bleach game she bought me! Okay so just in time for the holidays, I present to you Only Hope chapter 8!

This is for "kyoko" whogave me the collest gifts ever! Ur awesome!

This is also for all of you readers! You guys are all so cool! Thanks for reading and reviewing!

Disclaimer: I don't own G.A or A Walk to Remember

Today was the day of the infamous "Christmas Angel" written by our own Rev. Sakura. I was the male lead, which was mirrored off of him. See the play is about this guy who is a widow with a little girl. She wants a music box for Christmas but her father ignores her saying that she didn't need anything for Christmas. He then talks to many different people about his daughter and finds out that she was mad at him for only thinking about his self. On Christmas Eve, he decides to go out and find the music box for her. While looking for it, he encounters a beautiful angel who not only helps him find the music box, but happiness, himself, and the true meaning of Christmas. Lovely huh? The Angel was Mikan this year, and all the adults in the town are super excited to see her. But rehearsal has been a nightmare!

Polka never looked straight at me when we practice and though I memorized the rest of my lines all by myself, I can't get the emotion out. The hardest emotion is when I am talking to the Angel. I'm suppose to look at her like she is the most beautiful thing in the world and all that crap. But when I look at Polka, all I see is a goody-goody who is super mad at me. Heck, she won't even where her costume during dress rehearsal!

"I think this shade would look nice on you." I heard the Ice Queen say to Polka. She was showing Polka different make-up shades as I was going to the boy's dressing room. Polka had on her usual brown sweater on and a brown skirt to match .From where I was standing, I could see that the sweater was truly worn out. I don't know I was looking, but I felt like a stalker. I walked into the dressing room to change and Ruka came in to see me.

"Who knew you looked good in a suit?" he said sitting on a chair.

"What Ruka, are you falling for me?" I said fixing my tie.

"Ha ha ha. Very funny, really Natsume. I would be careful if I were you, there is a full house. Mostly because of you." He told me now playing with his phone.

"Yeah, whatever Ruka. Just don't make too much fun of me." I told him after check myself in the mirror. Man, I hate to say this, but I looked good in just this costume.

"Gotcha Natsume. Break a leg!" he said to me and smiled. Ruka was a good guy. People always wonder how we became friends and stuff. I always knew that we would be friends.

"Okay my precious little angels, the curtain shall raise in five minutes. Get into your positions!" Narumi-Sensei told us with the widest grin and girlish outfit on. Really, I feel like I'm going to barf. I looked around for Polka Dots but didn't see her anywhere. I did, however, see her little friend.

"Break a leg Hyuuga because I'm taping this." She said with her expressionless looking face.

"I thought you were running crew?" I asked with my expressionless face. I felt a staring contest coming on.

"I asked Sensei if I could tape instead. I have some freshman doing my job for me."

"I bet you blackmailed him too."

"No wonder girls go gaga over you; smart and straight to the point. Very nice Hyuuga. Remember, I'm watching you." She said turning around and walking away.

"Places everyone! The show is starting in 30 seconds!" Sensei yelled.

This was it. The start of the infamous Christmas Angel. Oh yeah, this is going to be one hell of a night.

The play started out pretty well. Some freshman was my daughter in the play. I think her name was Kyoko or something. Anyway, she recited her lines perfectly as I said mine with no real emotion. I mean I was forced into this role. This is just pay back. Finally Act One was about to come to a closing and I would have some rest. It was coming close to the time that Miss Polka-Dot Panties girl came out. Ever since I read the script, I could never say the line "You are beautiful" without smirking or looking at something else besides her. Really, How could you say that to Polka? She was nowhere beautiful.

It was time for Polka to come out as all the passersby walked off stages and I was alone sitting on a bench.

"There's no hope anymore. I give up. God, why must you punish me?" I said looking out into the audience. I then place my head on my knees and sighed the biggest fake sigh I had. I heard people giggle when I did it. No one took me seriously, so it was fair to laugh at me.

"Don't not give up, for the Lord has sent me to help you find life." Polka said her lines giving me the cue to turn around. But before I did, I heard gasps from the audience and low whispers. What was going on? I turned around to see the her in the Angel's outfit with her brown hair flowing down her back and her brown eyes glowing brighter than ever.

"You…" I was stuck. I forgot my words that quick. Her beauty surprised me.

"You are…"

"Beautiful?" She asked.

"No…you are gorgeous…" I replied, still in shock. Then the lights dimmed low and everyone clapped for the finishing of the first act.

I regained my senses back stood up to exit.

"Little girl, next time you decide to look like that, warn people so they can be prepared for how ugly you look."

"WHAT?!" She screamed angrily. I smirked and began to exit the stage so I could get some water.

I was so confused. Sure, my lovely little sister had pointed out to me that MAYBE I liked Polka, but I didn't believe her. Now, I don't know what to think. Looking at her with that dress on made me feel so weird. I couldn't help but stare at her and call her beautiful. Maybe I was in love. I don't know but what I do know is that I have to get through this second act without messing up.

"But daddy, who helped you find this?"

"It was someone very special. You knew her."

"Who is she?"

"The Christmas Angel."

The curtains closed and my miserable life was over! Yeah I had two more days of this crap but it would be worth it if I got a chance to see Polka dressed so wonderfully. As we took our bows, I turned to look at her. She holding my hand smiling at the audience. She was radiant like the sun. Man, why is it so hot in here? After the bows, she let go of my hand and hurried off stage to change.

"I see my plan worked." A very monotone voice said behind me. I turned around to see The Ice Queen.

"Tch, so?"

"Well, I have all the pictures and the videos of this performance handy just in case."

We stared at each other for a while. Thankfully, Polka broke the silence.

"Hotaru, would you like to ride home with me?" Mikan asked her friend.

"Yes, but talk to this freak before we leave. It's unlike you to ignore someone." Hotaure told Mikan before walking away.

"I'm sorry for not talking to you." She said not looking at me.

"No, I guess I'm sorry for what I did to you. It was wrong."

"Wow, Natsume Hyuuga is actually saying sorry. Christmas must be getting to you. Like I say.."

"God works in mysterious ways."

Mikan looked up into my eyes and smiled. "Yes, that's right."

We stared into each other's eyes for just a second, and Mikan turned away.

"Look, I know your dad has service on Saturday and Sunday durning the time of the play. So How about I give you a ride home." I proposed to her. She was quiet for a while and then smiled.

"Yes, that would be very kind of you. God is thankful for your generous thought. I was going to walk home, but it is getting colder so it's not safe for me. Thank you so much!" She then gave me a hug and ran off to go meet with her father and Hotaru.

Though I didn't show it, I smiled to myself at what I did. Courting Mikan Sakura? Yes, I indeed was crazy, but I at least I felt happy for once. Here starts the new beginning of me in love.

Please review! Merry Christmas!