Hi loves! Told you I'd be back! Sorry that it's so late. My little sister kicked me off of the computer for homework and then I was upstairs in my room moping because I was in the middle of watching Ariana Grande's live chat and she was in the middle of doing a following spree and she kicked me off so she could do homework. And my mom was on her laptop, my dad was on the computer in the bedroom and I don't have my own computer. So I was being a moper. Okay, enough ranting for today. Go and enjoy this chapter!
It's the last full week of school before Winter Break and Gravity 5 gathers together in the band room at Kacey's request. They all file into the band room during their free period and scatter themselves among the room. Nelson takes a seat in one of the large chairs in the room, and Kevin goes and sits on the stool behind his drum set. Kacey stands up in the middle of the room, and Zander and Stevie fall down onto the couch. Zander is sitting at one end, his feet propped up on the coffee table in front of him, and Stevie is lying down on the couch, her feet on the arm of it, and her head in Zander's lap, causing him to play with her hair gently.
"Alright," Kacey speaks up, "as you all know, Christmas is coming up very soon."
"Of course we know Kacey," Kevin says.
"Yeah," Nelson adds, "It's only our favorite time of the year."
"Anyway, since last year for Christmas we all got stuck in the mall, I refuse to let that happen to us again. And I think we should all go around right now, one by one, and say what we really want for Christmas. I'll start. I want the limited edition Chanel handbag that comes out in exactly one week. I already have the perfect outfit picked out to wear with it. Who's next?"
There is silence for a moment, while everyone just sits still.
"I'll go," Kevin speaks up, "I want the new Furious Pigeons game. Furious Pigeons Underwater!"
"That's what I was going to say!" Nelson gasps looking over at his best friend. He turns back to the rest of the band, "I want Furious Pigeons Underwater too."
"Okay, my turn," Zander says, "I've had my eye on this really cool ukulele case at the mall. It's their featured item, and it would be great. Plus, my current one is getting all beat up and stuff." When he finishes talking, he looks down at Stevie who is staring up at the ceiling. "Your turn Steves. What do you want for Christmas?"
Stevie just shrugs, "I don't know. Nothing I guess."
"Come on Stevie," Kacey says to her, "everyone has something that they really want for Christmas."
Stevie rolls her and looks over at Kacey, "Well, I don't want anything. I guess I'm just that one person who doesn't want a single thing for Christmas."
"Seriously Stevie," Zander says, "There has to be just one thing that you want for Christmas. That one thing that you can't live without having."
Stevie shoots up from her position and swings around so that she is sitting up on the couch and looks at all of her friends, "Well I don't want ANYTHING okay?! Nothing! Zip! Zero! Nada! Zilch! I. Don't. Want. Anything. For. Christmas. So just deal with it!" She stands up from her spot on the couch and stomps out of the room, leaving her friends in complete and utter shock.
*A week later in Stevie's room*
"So Stevie, what do you want for Christmas?" Kacey asks nonchalantly as she goes through Stevie's closet of clothes. It's Christmas break now and Kacey is over hanging out for the day.
Stevie sighs as she sits on the edge of her bed, "Really Kacey? I thought I already told you I don't want anything for Christmas."
Kacey turns around to face Stevie and gives her a look, "You didn't actually expect me to believe that, did you?"
"Well I was hoping," Stevie mutters as she looks away taking sudden interest in her pillow.
"Well," Kacey says as she walks over to Stevie and sits beside her on the bed, "I didn't believe you. I know that there is something you really want for Christmas. Now tell me."
Stevie stays quiet for a moment and then looks over at Kacey, "Okay. But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone."
"Promise," Kacey squeals.
"Okay," Stevie closes her eyes momentarily and takes a deep breath, then she opens her eyes again and looks at Kacey, "so there's this boy. And I really really like him…."
"And you want him for Christmas!" Kacey exclaims excitedly.
"In a way," Stevie says slowly, "but you make it sound way creepier than it has to be."
"Sorry," Kacey says a little quieter and then gets excited again, "It's just so exciting! Stevie really likes a boy! This is such an amazing day!"
"Would you please keep your voice down? And it's not that big of a deal." She shrugs.
Kacey's eyes go wide, "Not a big deal? Of course it is."
Stevie rolls her eyes, "Whatever. Do you wanna hear the song I wrote for him?"
"You wrote a song for a guy that you really like! Of course I wanna hear it!"
"Okay," Stevie reaches down onto her floor and picks up her guitar, hoisting it onto her lap. She strums a few chords, making sure it is well tuned and then begins to play the song as well as sing.
Take back the holly and mistletoe
Silver bells on string
If I wrote a letter to Santa Claus
I would ask for just one thing
I don't need sleigh rides in the snow
Don't want a Christmas that's blue
Take back the tinsel, stockings, and bows.
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
I don't need expensive things
They don't matter to me
All that I want, can't be found
Underneath the Christmas tree
You are the angel atop my tree
You are my dream come true
Santa can't bring me what I need
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
I don't need expensive things
They don't matter to me
All that I want, can't be found
Underneath the Christmas tree
You are the angel atop my tree
You are my dream come true
(Dream come true)
Santa can't bring me what I need
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
Stevie strums the final chords of her song and looks at Kacey, mouth open and eyes wide.
"You wrote that, for a boy?" Kacey asks in shock.
Stevie bites her lip nervously and nods her head.
"That was absolutely amazing!" Kacey squeals, causing Stevie to wince.
"You think so?"
"Definitely! Now, the big question, who is he?"
Stevie's heart starts to beat faster as she looks at Kacey, anxiousness written all over her face. Stevie closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to slow her heart rate. Then she opens her eyes, looks Kacey in the eye and just says one name.
"Zander."
*Christmas morning, Stevie's house*
"STEVIE! WAKE UP! IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Stevie's eyes shoot open as she glances over at her alarm clock. December 25th. Christmas morning.
"I'm coming!" She yells back to who she assumes is her brothers, and jumps out of bed. She runs out of her bedroom door, not bothering to change out of her pajamas because after all, it is Christmas. She runs down the stairs and crashes into her four older brothers who are all standing at the bottom of the staircase, knocking all five them down onto the floor.
"Really Stevie?!" They all groan from underneath of her.
"Oh grow up," she retorts, standing up and brushing her pajamas off. "So, present time!" Stevie says, rubbing her hands together and looking around at her family.
Her brothers all stand up from the floor, fixing their clothes as well and look at their parents.
Her parents get the look and they turn their attention to Stevie. She catches on and looks at her parents and then her brothers, "Okay. I saw the looks you guys gave each other. So what is going on?"
Stevie's mom steps forward, an envelope in her hand. "Here. This was on the kitchen table this morning." She holds the envelope out to Stevie who accepts it, giving her parents a weird look.
Stevie holds the paper in both of her hands and glances down, looking at the front of it, to see what is written on the front of it, Steves. She furrows her brows together and thinks to herself.
She flips the envelope over and rips open the top of it, pulling out a single slip of plain white paper with writing on it in black sharpie.
Well baby, you said you didn't want anything expensive for Christmas. And I sure as heck won't fit on top of the tree, but I can still be your angel. I didn't take away anything from your house because I didn't want to ruin Christmas completely. And maybe, just maybe Santa did bring you what you really want. Just go and look under the tree. ;) Merry Christmas
Stevie looks up from the note to her family, giving them all a confused look. They all just avert their eyes from her, towards the living room. She sighs and walks off towards the living room, realizing that her family is going to be of absolutely no help whatsoever.
When she enters the living room, she sees a giant box sitting underneath of the Christmas tree. It is wrapped up in ocean blue wrapping paper with random little snowflakes all over it, and a giant bow on the top of it. She tentatively steps forward towards the box, setting the note and the envelope on the coffee table as she does so. She reaches a hand forward, wrapping it around the bow, pulling it up gently, and then tosses it to the floor once it detaches. Then she rips apart the ribbon on the top of the box letting it fall down the box and to the floor. She grabs the lid of the box in each of her hands and lifts it up slowly, a little nervous of what she might find.
As soon as she gets the lid all the way off of the box, she jumps back and screams when she sees what is inside the box, Zander Robbins. And he isn't just in the box, he jumps up, extending his arms out, and exclaims, "Merry Christmas Steves!" with a smile on his face.
When Stevie recovers from the sudden outburst, she looks at Zander with shock, dropping the box lid on the floor, "What are you doing?"
Zander drops his arms to his side and looks at her, "I'm your Christmas present. You know, because I'm all that you wanted for Christmas."
Stevie's eyes go wide in realization of what was happening, "You read my song?"
Zander carefully steps out of the box, "I didn't have to read it," he walks closer to Stevie and looks her directly in the eyes, "I overheard you talking to Kacey. Then you sang her your song. And said how I am all you want for Christmas."
"You were eavesdropping?" She asks clenching her fists.
Zander takes notice and holds his hands up in surrender, taking a small step back, "Whoa. I didn't mean to eavesdrop," he drops his hands and continues, "I was coming up to your room to hang out. Sam let me in, and I stopped when I heard you guys talking. I was gonna walk in, but then I heard what you guys were talking about, and I heard the song and my name. That's when I knew what I had to do. Your family helped me."
Stevie whips around in shock to look at her family who has been standing in the doorway to the living room the whole, watching the exchange. "You guys knew about this?"
Zander grabs her wrist, making her face him again, "Hey, this was all my idea. They just helped with the finer details. Like letting me come over super early to make sure everything was perfect."
He watches her unclench her fists and takes that as a cue to let go of her wrist. He does and waits for any reaction from her. She bites her lip and looks down at the floor, "So, does this mean that….."
"What was that?" Zander asks her, considering he hadn't heard the last bit of what she said because she had mumbled.
She sighs and looks up at him, "I said. Does this mean that you like me? Or are you just being nice?"
He smirks, "Does this answer your question?" He steps forward and grabs her around the waist, pulling her close, and captures her lips in a kiss. She is surprised at first, but then relaxes into the kiss and kisses back. She gradually brings her arms up underneath of his and wraps them around his neck, deepening the kiss.
When they both pull away, due to the need for oxygen, Stevie smiles and bites her lip, "I think so. And I'm glad that my Christmas wish came true. Cause baby, all I wanted for Christmas, was you." she whispers.
Zander looks at her and then bursts out laughing, "That was so cheesy."
She just looks at him and hits him on the chest, "Just shut up and kiss me."
"Don't mind if do," he replies and leans down, gently placing his lips on hers again.
Wow. I could not think of a good way to end that. Just horrible. Anyway, let me know what you thought in a review!
Tomorrow is my last day of school before winter break. But I really don't want to go. I have to take a test in history (which is not my strong suit) and I don't want to do it. It is a DBQ about the Progressive Era and it's super boring and not interesting to me at all. I have it last class of the day, but I'm definitely not looking forward to it.
Okay, seriously, what is it with me and ranting today!
So, still looking for Schneider Monkey's who want to participate in my special project for Max. PM me if you are interested! :)
Jellybean96 out!
