Hi loves! Sorry that this one is late. I was working on it last night, but then my mom made me go to bed. It was after 11 and I had stayed up late because I don't have school today. No school for two weeks! Woo hoo! Anyway, I'm gonna try, over these next two weeks to have no late chapters up. But I can't promise anything. Okay, now on to the story.

Zander Robbins walks down the hallway of Brewster High on a Monday morning, ukulele strapped to his back, confidence in each step he takes, and his fan girls practically falling at his feet as he walks by them. But he doesn't notice them; he never really does anymore, not since he started his lovely and ever most wonderful girlfriend Stevie Baskara.

As he walks down the hallway, he spots just the person he is looking for, Stevie. She is standing in front of her locker, digging through it while also talking with Kacey. Zander sneaks up behind her, placing his hands over her eyes, putting his mouth right against her ear, "Guess who." He whispers.

"Give me a hint," Stevie smiles.

"Well, I'm really talented, and very good looking. You love my kisses, and my cuddles. So, who am I?"

"Hmmm…." Stevie says, pretending to think for a moment, "Andy Bartlett." She reaches up and puts her hands over Zander's pulling them off of her eyes, and then turns around to face him, seeing his mouth dropped open in shock.

"I can't believe you," he says looking at her.

"I'm just kidding you big baby. I knew it was you the whole time."

"Well I'm glad. But don't do that again. You know how I get when you mention Andy. Or when he gets near you all creepy like." Zander shudders.

Stevie rolls her eyes, "Like I don't feel the same way with your crazy stalker fan girls." Stevie crosses her arms in front of her chest and leans against the lockers.

Zander steps forward and wraps his arms around her waist, "Come on baby, you know I only have eyes for you."

Stevie smiles, "I know," she places her hands on his chest and sighs, "It's just hard sometimes, being the super hot girlfriend who others are jealous of."

"Well you got the super hot part right," he says, leaning forward and kissing her on the lips.

Stevie pulls away slightly and looks Zander in the eye, "What do you want?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Zander, I'm your girlfriend. And before that, I was your best friend. I think I know when you want something."

Zander sighs, "Fine. You caught me; I want to know if you'll come with me to the mall after school."

"Why?"

"To help me find a tux. One that will match your dress. By the way what color is your dress?"

"Dress? What dress?" Stevie asks him, giving him a confused look.

"Your dress. For the Yule Ball."

"What makes you think I'm going?" She asks him with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I kind of thought we were going together," Zander says, slightly nervous.

Stevie raises her eyebrow at him, "Oh. So you think that just because we're dating, that means you don't have to ask me to the dance? Try again." She weaves her way out of his hold and walks down the hallway towards first period. Zander glances over at Kacey who had been standing there watching everything.

"Rookie mistake," she mumbles, shaking her head at Zander and then walks off to follow Stevie to first period.

Zander just stands there in shock. Well, looks like it's time to find someway to ask Stevie to the dance. And knowing Stevie, it has to be made especially for her, something he would never do for another girl.


*1 week later, Stevie's POV*

I enter through the doors of the school building on a Monday morning. I still can't get last Monday out of my head because Zander just assumed that we are going to the Yule Ball together next weekend. I mean, of course I'm going to the dance with him, he's my boyfriend; but I'm not just going to let him off that easily. He's a smart kid; he'll definitely think of someway to get my attention. Just as long as he's never done it for another girl before.

I walk up to my locker before first period and stand in front of it, putting the combo into the lock. As I open the door, a slip of paper falls out. I look down at it lying on the floor and then I tentatively bend down and pick it up. I take a moment to look at it then open it to reveal very nice cursive handwriting. Zander's handwriting.

I look down at the writing to see what it says, Baby, if beauty were time, you'd be eternity. Keep this note with you. There's more where this came from. –Z.

I smile at his cheesiness and stuff the note into the front pocket of my backpack and close my locker after grabbing out my math textbook that I need for third period. After a moment, the bell rings and I turn down the hallway and begin to walk towards my English class. A class that I have with Zander, maybe he will explain this to me.


I walk in the doorway of my English class and go straight for my seat, sitting down and putting my textbook on my desk and then hang my backpack off of the back of my chair. I pull out my English notebook from my backpack, along with a pencil and then turn around and look at the board. I open my notebook to the right page and get started writing down the word of the day as the bell rings. I look up from my work for a second and take a look around, but I don't see Zander anywhere at all, which is really weird. If he wasn't going to be in class today, he would have texted me. Confused as to why he isn't here, I go back to my work and finish it up quickly before the teacher starts the lesson.

About halfway into class, we're in the middle of our lesson when a random student walks slowly through the door of the classroom. We all look up at the kid as he walks forward and whispers something to our teacher. Our teacher nods and then the kid stands where our teacher is, and faces us. He swallows, "Stevie Baskara?" I tentatively raise my hand in the air and wait for acknowledgement from the kid and then put my hand back down.

The kid clears his throat and holds a piece of paper up to his face and reads from it, "You better direct that beauty somewhere else baby, otherwise, you might set the carpet on fire. –Z"

I feel my cheeks heat up as other kids in my class look at me and start making jokes and stuff. I sink into my seat, and let my hair fall in front of my face. Normally, I wouldn't care if the other kids make fun of me, but this, was a whole other thing. This was Zander, being romantic, through a note and a random student. That is not a joking matter in my book.

The kid walks towards my desk, holding the note out to me. I take it from him, maybe a little too harshly, because he takes a step back startled. I slip the note into the front pocket of my backpack with the other one and then look down at my notebook and doodle in the margins. The teacher goes back into the lesson after the kid leaves, like nothing ever happened.


I dodge out of the way of another red rubber dodge ball as it comes flying towards me, but then it hits one of the kids on my team. I look across the room at who threw it, one of the jocks, and he's laughing. Of course. I bend down and pick up a blue rubber ball that rolls past me and hold it in both of my hands as I look around for the right target. I spot them, and then launch the ball into the air. It flies across the room and then hits my target square in the gut. I pump a fist into the air in victory and move around the half of the gym I am on, dodging some balls while throwing others.

Everyone in the room stops what they are doing and look over at our P.E. teacher after she blows her whistle. There's a kid standing next to her, holding a piece a paper in his hands. Oh no. Please don't be for me. Please don't be for me. "Stevie Baskara?"

I sigh and raise my hand again. The kid makes eye contact with me and then holds the paper up and reads from it, "It's a good thing you don't wear make-up. Otherwise you'd be messing with perfection. –Z" I hold my hand out when he finishes reading the note and he walks forward, handing me the note. I accept it and tuck it into the waistband of my P.E. shorts and stand there, watching as the kid leaves. As soon as he is out of the gym, our teacher blows the whistle again and we finish our game.


Logarithmic functions. Why on earth do I need to know logarithmic functions when I'm not going to need to use them as a bassist in a famous band? Oh well, I just have to pass this class and then who cares if I actually remember any of it. As our teacher is in the middle of teaching us how to go from logarithmic function to exponential function and we are copying down the notes, someone walks into the classroom, with a slip of paper in their hand. Oh my goodness. What is wrong with Zander? "I'm right here." I say, raising my hand after the kid finishes talking with the teacher.

The kids nods and then holds the paper up, reading from it, "Do you know what I did last night? I looked up at the stars, and matched each one with a reason why I love you. –Z" I give a small smile and hold my hand out for the note. The kid walks forward and hands me the note and I accept it from him and stuff it into my backpack with the other two. The kid walks out of the classroom again and I turn my attention back to the board as we continue with our lesson.


I let out a long breath as I punch more numbers into my calculator and then write them down onto my paper. Stoicheometry is definitely not the easiest thing in the world to do, but it's getting easier each time. Considering I have to use it when I'm doing different scientific calculations when I'm doing experiments, it looks like I'm going to have to perfect it. I hear the door to the classroom being opened and turn around slightly to look behind me. I should have known, another student, with a piece of paper in his hands. As he walks past my desk I whisper to him, "I'm Stevie. Just give me the paper right now."

"Sorry, can't do that." He says and walks to the front of the room. He talks quietly to the teacher and then turns around, looking me right in the eye. He holds the paper up to his face and reads from it, "Are you lost baby? Because I'm almost positive that heaven is a pretty long way from here." I give a slightly bigger smile than last time and I can feel my cheeks heating up slightly as well. As the kid walks past me, he hands me the note and whispers, "Now you can have it." I take it from him and shove it once again into the front pocket of my backpack and then go back to my calculations as does the rest of the class. Thank goodness lunch is next.


"Burrito please," I say as I stand in front of the lunch counter. The lunch lady grabs a burrito and sets it down on my tray. I move down the line and grab a few more food items and then I head to Gravity 5's lunch table, sitting down at my spot and setting my tray down in front of me. I open my milk and take a drink, setting it back down on my tray. Then I peel open my orange, while accidently squirting some juice at Nelson who had taken a seat next to me. Kevin is on the other side of him, and Kacey is sitting across from me. Normally, Zander sits next to me, but I haven't seen him all day and I haven't seen him in the courtyard yet for lunch. Where is that boy? He keeps sending me all of these notes, but he doesn't show his face at all? What is wrong with him?

"Um, Stevie? What's under your burrito?" I hear Kacey say from beside me. She must have moved over when she realized Zander wasn't showing up.

"What are you talking about?" I ask her.

She reaches towards my burrito and before I can slap her hand away from my food, she pulls a slip of paper out from underneath of it. I groan at the realization of what is happening again.

I grab the piece of paper from her and open it, "Rejection can lead to emotional stress for both parties involved and emotional stress can lead to physical complications such as headaches, ulcers, cancerous tumors, and even death! So for my health and yours, JUST SAY YES! –Z" I roll my eyes but still smile and tuck it into the pocket of my backpack.

"What was that about?" Nelson asks me.

"Oh, just something from Zander. It's nothing really."

We drop the conversation and continue eating our lunches, and talk about different things, not once going back to the subject of the note.


I sit on the couch in the band room, just messing with my bass, playing random notes on it. It's my free period now, and I really wish that Zander was here to entertain me. We have free period together, so we always chill in the band room together. Usually playing music or making out, but that's not the point. As I'm sitting here, just doing whatever, I feel something lightly hit my shoulder. I look onto the couch next to me and see another slip of paper. I turn around quickly, hoping to see Zander walking away from the leaving the note, but I see no one. I sigh and turn back to the note and pick it up. I unfold it and read what it says, "If stars fell every time I thought of you today, then the sky would be empty tonight. –Z" I laugh out loud to myself because no one is around and put the note into my backpack with the others. I sit there and mess with my bass as I think about all the notes I got today. And soon enough, the bell rings and I'm off to my last class of the day.


I glance up at the projection screen and then back down at my notebook as I copy down the history notes. Honestly, I love to take notes in history class, because I can space out and the teacher doesn't really know because we're just copying down notes while they lecture about something that happened in history. That's all. "Stevie Baskara." I snap back into reality at hearing my name and look up to see our teacher standing in the front of the class with a kid standing next to him. A slip of paper in his hand. I groan and drop my head onto my desk.

Then I lift it back up and look at the kid, "Go ahead."

He clears his throat and holds the paper up, "If a thousand painters worked for a thousand years, they could not create a work of art as beautiful as you. –Z"

All the girls in the room gush at the note and the guys just roll their eyes. The kid walks forward and hands me the note. As he hands me the note, he whispers to me, "Go straight to the courtyard right after school."

I give him a confused look to which he just smiles and then walks out of the room. I sigh and slip the note into my backpack and then turn my attention back to the notes. Maybe after school is when Zander will finally tell me what is going on.


At 2:05, when the bell rings, I stand up from my seat, gathering my things. I walk out of the room, and then down the hallway towards the courtyard. Once I get to a certain part of the hallway, I look down and see a trail of guitar picks leading down the hallway. I follow the trail and at the end of it, the picks are in the shape of a heart. I step over it and into the courtyard, seeing Kacey in front of me. She smiles and reaches forward grabbing my backpack from me. I look at her confused and she just steps aside. I shake my head and then walk forward through a large crowd of people parting like the red sea.

After they all part, I see the one boy I haven't seen all day. Zander Robbins. I smile at him and walk forward. He is sitting on one of the lunch table benches, a purple tulip in one hand, and two pieces of paper in the other. As I get closer to him, I realize what the two papers are. Two tickets for the Yule Ball.

"Hey," he says, standing up from the bench and walking towards me.

"Hey," I say back, walking towards him as well.

"Did you like my notes today?" he asks me smiling.

I nod, "Yeah. Even though they were really cheesy, they were also really sweet."

His smile gets bigger, "Well I'm glad you think so."

We just stand there for a moment, looking at each other until Zander breaks the silence. "So, Stevie, I seem to have bought an extra ticket to the Yule Ball. And I tried to think of who I could give it to. Then I realized, why not ask the most beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, amazing, talented, funniest, girl at this school to go with me."

Every time he says another word to describe me, he takes another step forward so our lips are only a few centimeters apart. "Zander Robbins, are you asking me to go to the Yule Ball with you?" I ask him.

"That I am." He says back, "So, will you go to the Yule Ball with me?"

I look down at the tickets he is holding and reach up with one of my hands, pulling one of the tickets out of his hand. Then I look back up at him and smile, "I'd love to."

He smiles back and then crashes his lips to mine. I kiss back, wrapping my arms around his neck while his go around my waist. Everyone in the room cheers and I can't help but think that I definitely have the best boyfriend in the world. I knew he had creative thinking in his head somewhere.

So? What did you all think of that one? I personally thought it was really cute. This kind of came about because for some reason, I've been obsessed with pick-up lines. I don't know why. And I'm going to a dance next month called the Yule Ball for my church, so I thought, why not have their school have one of those dances in December.

Today's chapter will be up a little bit later, just have to make a few adjustments to it.

Also, I'm not sure if I should continue this for 31 days of December, or just go up until Christmas Day. Let me know in a review what you think I should do. K thanks.

ALSO, STILL LOOKING FOR MONKEYS WHO WANT TO BE IN A SPECIAL PROJECT FOR MAX! PM ME IF YOU ARE INTERESTED! :)

Jellybean96 out!