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SapphireSian: Awww thanks =D you're making me blush. Glad you liked the chapter.
Mendenbar: It's okay =D I don't like the new review system going on and it went up at the same time as the new log in thing. I kind of made room and it helped out a lot with the move since we pretty much didn't have to go grocery shopping for anything except bread and milk =D.
Silver Maker: Ha girl has to keep busy plus it's Christmas that time of year when you never sleep and yet can never seem to do enough. I hate you, I wish I could spend 75.00 every two weeks on groceries -.- there's only three of us and we spend twice that. Blerrghh. Ha can I borrow your metal cane so I can beat the heck out of that other shopper that leaves one product on the shelf.
Jenheir1: The whole unit got sucked in but hey since they were there they might as well enjoy it so they could feel good about it. Right? =D More warm fuzzies with a few laughs to come in the next few chapters.
Angelbach: This wasn't actually done by the foster care system it was done by a 'private' party (the cheerleading squad/George Washington University) in the story that is. Anyway, the Correctional Officer's Union did a Christmas party for our local group home and it was fun. The kids got gifts, stockings, there was even a chocolate fountain. What kid doesn't like chocolate? =D
Yenyen76: Yeah some of them are completely fruity. And some of the stuff I've seen them do is just plain rude. I've always thought that you should be respectful and not take everything. It's just rude. Ha that's the thing, you can stock pile just about anything. It's about rotation. Of course there's things like milk that you can't but did you know you can freeze eggs? Crack them open, beat them, put them in an ice cube tray and freeze then bag. Viola for your next cooking project =D. The useless knowledge I carry /sigh.
ArielBrennan: More shenanigans to come ;-P It just wouldn't be them without shenanigans lol
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Chapter 57 – Shoe Horns and Contortion
Goodman looked down at the cans in his cart and shook his head. No way, not happening he thought to himself. They left their carts in the line and gathered around Legates' cart which was the first to check out. The poor cashier was scanning turkeys and as fast as she could and Legates lifted them back into the cart. She finally finished and looked at Legates.
"Your total is two hundred and fifty four dollars and sixty seven cents. Do you have a savings card or coupons?" She asked him with a flirty smile.
Michelle stepped forward and held out the card and first set of coupons to her. The cashier ignored Michelle's outstretched hand. Narrowing her eyes, Michelle cleared her throat drawing the woman's attention to her. The men chuckled at the glare the cashier was receiving.
They watched as the card was swiped and gasped when the total dropped to a hundred and twenty bucks. Then the cashier started swiping the coupons. Their mouths fell even further as the price went down, down, down. Andrea leaned forward in anticipation. Then the cashier stopped and hit the total button.
"Your total is seven dollars and two cents," she said, snapping her gum.
Michelle reached in her purse and pulled out her wallet. She pulled out her cash and some change and paid. Legates pulled the cart to the front and parked it as the guys got back in line. Legates stood at the end of the register and loaded whatever she rung up back into the carts.
Another hour later, and they were all checked out. Michelle waved them all out of the store and left following Legates out. Andrea and Michelle were talking excitedly and Legates shook his head with an indulgent smile. When they reached the trucks Becky unlocked one and Tanya unlocked the refrigerated truck.
Oaks jumped in the back of the refrigerated truck and the men unloaded the frozen products. Techie snickered at the comments he heard buzzing from other shoppers around him as they unloaded the groceries. When everything was finally loaded the three women stood talking and finally agreed. Turning, Michelle looked at the guys.
"Since we're close and the guys are over at the storage unit we're going to go get the toys next," she said. They shrugged and ambled towards their cars. Michelle breathed and walked towards Legates' truck.
When they were all settled in and directions given Legates glanced at his girlfriend. She was a bit calmer and he grinned.
"Are you feeling better now?" He asked her, reaching over and squeezing her knee. She laughed and pulled his hand off.
"Yes, I am. The turkeys were the ones we were worried about. We weren't sure if we could get them all here but we did," she said with a sigh.
"And you didn't hear the dreaded beep," Techie said, smiling indulgently.
"Yeah and we didn't hear that," she said.
"Thank goodness. That beep can completely ruin a shopping trip," Andrea told them in a knowing tone.
"What beep?" Legates asked, glancing sideways at Michelle.
"The beep when a cash register doesn't accept a coupon. It can throw everything off," Michelle answered.
It took them ten minutes to get to the storage unit and four of the football players stood near one of the large storage units. When Becky pulled the box truck up in front of it one of them turned and unlocked the door. Michelle was out and walking towards them.
"This should take about two maybe three hours to load up," he told the girls.
Legates walked up and heard his statement. He snorted and shook his head. Turning, he saw the door slide open and his mouth fell open. The storage unit was full from floor to almost ceiling. He looked over at Techie and nodded towards the door. Techie's eyes widened and then narrowed.
"Think we can do it in two hours or less?" Legates asked, smirking just a little.
"Yep," turning, he faced the men, "you know what to do."
The football players watched in amusement as the men lined up from the door of the unit to the truck. Then their mouths' fell open as the toys quickly flew from one hand to another in a line. Rhythm never broke and they had reached the three quarters done mark by an hour and ten minutes in. The football players were mumbling and rubbing their hands together as they watched.
"We didn't get done this fast," one said to the other.
"Rangers lead the way, Baby," Michelle told him with a grin. Techie barked out a laugh and shot her a wink.
"So, when we have kids, we're taking Michelle with us Christmas shopping," Andrea said, watching the toys pass by in amazement.
Legates and Techie laughed and Legates shot Michelle a grin. The men chuckled up and down the line at her statement. The last toy was passed at the one hour and fifty minute mark. Legates looked at the truck which was just barely over half full of stuff. He looked over at Michelle and silently asked if there'd be enough room.
"Yeah, we'll have enough room. Last year the turkeys and pies were in this truck in coolers. This year we have the other truck," she said, jerking her thumb over at the refrigerated truck.
He nodded, stepped to the edge and pulled the door closed, swinging down on it. The men were standing, waiting for further instructions when Legates froze as he heard a football player talking to Michelle.
"Yeah, twitter went up in flames last night. Facebook too. Word is out that you're performing. I think more than half the school will be there," the smaller of the two football players said. Michelle sighed and waved her hand at him.
"We're leaving. I'll see you tonight," she grumbled.
They climbed into the truck and headed to the next store. The carts were filled and the coupons used. Goodman stood there with a cart full of stuffing and shook his head in amazement when the cashier hit the total button.
"Your total is three dollars," she said. He laughed and reached in his pocket before Michelle could get her money out.
"Best three bucks I ever spent. Now I can tell my aunt about this. In fact I'm going to tell her right now," he grinned.
Pulling out his phone, he took a picture of the bags in the cart then the receipt in his hand. He then handed Michelle the receipt with a happy grin. Michelle rolled her eyes, waved him through and the cashier's eyes bugged at the next order. Once the truck was loaded the guys looked at each other.
"Are we done yet?" Wilson asked in a whiny tone.
"Stop whining, you big baby. We have one more store to hit," she told him.
Andrea had saved a lot of money with coupons and seen trips like these on that couponing show but she'd never been a part of one. She wondered how many hours were put into doing this type of trip. They walked to the cars and loaded up.
"So what have you spent so far?" Techie asked, seeing Michelle tapping on the calculator.
"Eighty-seven dollars and some change," she muttered. She sighed at the sight of the small pile of coupons left. She glanced at her watch and grunted.
"You do this every year?" Legates asked her with a grin.
"For the last two years," she mumbled, still writing.
"How many group homes?" Legates asked with just a hint of sadness in his voice. She looked up and gave him a sad smile.
"Ten," she whispered.
"All of this for ten group homes?" Techie choked in horror.
Andrea's eyes widened, she had known that it was for a good cause but didn't realize for exactly how many children.
"There are two states that make up The District so children that don't fit in the smaller ones get sent to the larger ones here," Michelle said. Techie shook his head and sat back.
"The squad has been doing the food drive caroling for six or seven years but last year Tanya brought the extreme couponing to our attention. She then got together with Becky and started it. They sucked me in and here we are," she said.
"So what happens after this?" Legates asked, looking over at her. She bit her lip and looked at him. He gave her a tolerant grin.
"If the guys wouldn't mind unloading the box truck. We'd appreciate it," she mumbled.
"I can ask but I doubt they'll have a problem," Techie said from the back.
"Thanks," she said quietly.
"How did you do it without all of us?" Legates asked in complete astonishment.
"We'd tie the carts together with straps and between the three of us handle it. The stores would sometimes lend us stock boys to help load," she said, shrugging.
"Jesus, you three are insane," Techie muttered.
Michelle shrugged at him and glanced at Legates from the corner of her eye. By the time they got in the third store, the guys were helping to pull items from the shelf. The girls would give them a number and point to the items. They were in and out in just under an hour. Techie talked to the guys while the carts were being unloaded and they grunted but nodded that they'd unload. They unloaded at the system's distribution center and then stood around their cars.
"When are we supposed to show up to the caroling thing?" Oaks asked, looking at his watch.
"Three hours," Michelle answered.
They nodded and headed their separate ways. Techie and Andrea decided to return with Michelle and Legates. After they were in the room, Michelle pulled out her phone and set the alarm. Legates watched with a smile as she walked to the bedroom without saying a word and leaving her shoes and socks in a trail behind her.
"Think she's tired?" Techie asked rhetorically.
"We finally went to bed around oneish and got up about six," Legates muttered.
"Yep, nap time for everybody," Techie said, flopping down on the couch and pulling Andrea down with him.
Legates snorted and followed Michelle into the bedroom. She was sprawled face first on the bed almost snoring. Smiling, he fell on the bed next to her with his boots hanging over the edge. Snagging the pillow, he pulled it under his head and promptly fell asleep. Techie was watching a game on TV with Andrea snuggled up next to him sleeping when he heard a knock.
He wiggled out from under Andrea and went to answer the door. Laughing, Techie looked at the clearly flustered bellboy. He was holding a hanger with a clear bag over it. On the hanger was the little Santa outfit. The bell boy handed Techie the hanger and a box. Turning, the young man fled down the hallway.
Laughing, Techie closed the door and hung the hanger on the back of one of the dining room chairs. Two hours later, Michelle's phone rang and she reached for it pretending to cry at her lack of sleep.
"WHAT?" She said into the phone, making Legates chuckle.
He heard an excited screeching coming from the phone and grunted. Rolling from the bed, he went to the bathroom while she talked on the phone. When he came out, she was mumbling into her pillow grumpily. He lay back down on the bed and turned to his side, his feet hanging off the end.
"Whatsa matter?" He asked her softly. She turned her head to face him and opened one eye.
"She woke me up early but not early enough to go back to sleep," she grumbled.
"Awww, poor baby," he said sympathetically, pushing her hair away from her face.
"I'd feel better if I thought you were actually sympathetic. Which you should be. I have to go to the caroling tonight instead of sleep because I helped your friend. I did you a favor," she grumbled. He chuckled, leaned over and traced her ear with his tongue.
"I'll make it up to you," he promised in a husky voice.
"Hey! Put your clothes on. I'm coming through," Techie called, walking with his hand over his eyes with his fingers widely parted. He saw them laying there fully clothed and pulled his hand down.
"You guys suck," he said, snickering as he walked by. Michelle groaned and let out a huff of air.
"I hate your friends," she mumbled.
"It was your friend that called and woke us up," Legates said, chuckling at her.
Techie came walking back through. He stopped looked at them and snorted then walked out of the room.
"I guess I should eat and get ready," she grumbled. Flopping her head back down on the pillow, she groaned.
"Awwww, do you want me to get you something to eat?" He asked her as he brushed her hair off her cheek again.
"Hmm yeah, room service menu is on the table near the door. You should get the three of you something too. We're going to need it," she murmured, getting up.
His shook his head in amazement as he watched her retreating figure. She walked out to the dining room and saw the Santa outfit, picked it up and carried it back to the bathroom. Getting up, he followed her out of the bedroom, walked to the table near the door, and glanced at the menu. The corner of his mouth turned down at the prices but he shrugged.
He handed Andrea the list and told them to pick something that Michelle said they'd need it. Michelle had told him to order, so he picked up the phone and placed an order. He hung up the phone then flopped down on the couch and slouched down on the seat. He could hear Michelle talking in the bathroom and rolled his eyes.
"What the hell is she getting me into now," he muttered. Techie guffawed at his friend's comment.
"Come on, man. She hasn't gotten you into anything bad. Let's face it, what we did today made everyone feel good and tonight will be fun," he said with a serious face.
"Yeah, besides you guys did the easy part," Andrea admonished. Legates gave her a 'are you nuts' look. She shrugged at him and went back to watching TV.
"I know, I know, but every time she talks to Tanya it ends up being a whole fiasco," he said.
Techie snorted and his shoulders shook with laughter. Techie flipped through the channels again and found nothing on TV. Legates glanced at his watch and then at the bedroom door. A moment later there was a knock on the door. He answered it and accepted the room service. After pushing in the cart, he set her plate on the table and walked to the bedroom.
"Hey, your food is here," he said, sticking his head in the door.
She was sitting on the toilet rolling really shimmery pantyhose up her legs. He looked at them doubtfully then turned and left the bathroom. She came out ten minutes later and he eyed the outfit as he swallowed the last of his food. Andrea was finishing her salad and Techie was already finished his food. Walking back to the bedroom, Legates rifled through her bags and when he didn't find what he was looking for he scowled.
Going to his own bags, he rifled and pulled out a pair of sweatpants. He knew they'd be huge but they'd be better than nothing. Still digging, he grumbled and walked back to her bag and rifled again. Finding a sweatshirt, he pulled it out and added it to the sweatpants and carried them to the couch and dropped them. She had a mouth full of cheeseburger when her phone rang. Techie laughed when she pushed the food into her cheek and answered her phone.
"Your girl is a squirrel," Techie laughed. Andrea smacked his arm and glared.
"It's not like she's got a lot of free time so she has to multitask and that's the polite way of doing it," Andrea admonished Techie.
"Don't call her a rodent, dipshit," Legates said, pointing.
Michelle had moved the food into her mouth as she listened to the person on the other side. After she swallowed, she glared at the phone.
"Yes, I'm sure now just make sure it happens or I won't do this EVER again," she said, hanging up the phone. She finished her burger and then walked back to the bathroom. Legates could hear her brushing her teeth.
"You know when I first met her she actually chewed her food," Legates said, laughing.
She walked past him behind the couch and swatted the back of his head as she passed. She passed again carrying the shoe box and disappeared into the bathroom.
"I've always wondered how women squeeze into little outfits like that. I mean they look like they've been poured in or the outfit has been painted on," Techie murmured, his eyes on the TV.
"Ask Michelle she'll tell you," Legates told him.
"Hey, Michelle, how do you women get into those outfits?" Techie called out, his voice ringing through the room.
"Shoe horns and contortion," she called back.
The men burst into laughter at her answer. Michelle stood at the mirror applying her makeup and smiled at their laughter. A year ago she never would have thought that she would know such a great group of guys much less be dating one of them. She lined her eyes and then brushed the glitter across her lids.
Satisfied, she picked up her large brush and dusted her face causing it to shimmer slightly. Picking up the tube of lip gloss, she ran the red color across her lips. Smiling, she took the gloss with her as she left the bathroom. Legates looked over his shoulder as she entered.
"Yep, getting coal in my stocking for thinking dirty thoughts about Mrs. Claus," Legates muttered and Techie snickered at his comment and Andrea covered her eyes with her hand then shook her head.
"You guys ready?" Michelle asked them with a smile.
"Yep, lemme grab my jacket," Legates said, standing up and walking to the bedroom. He came back carrying his jacket and hers.
"You are not running around in nothing but that," he said, pointing to her outfit.
"I didn't have a problem with it last time I wore it," she said, pouting.
"Sweetheart, last time you wore that there were mass quantities of alcohol involved," he pointed out.
"Oh yeah," she said, shrugging.
"Let's go," Techie said, clapping.
"If he says 'chop chop' I'll shoot him, " Michelle muttered as she picked up her phone, the key card and her wallet.
Legates held out her coat and she slipped her arms into it. Shoving her stuff in the pockets, she headed towards the door. Legates swiped the sweats off the couch and followed them out the door. Techie was walking behind them towards the elevator and chuckled. Michelle glanced over her shoulder at him in question.
"I just never realized how short you were," he told her.
"I'm not short you guys are all huge," she told him, grinning.
"Mmhmmm," Andrea agreed, her eyes glowing at Techie.
The men snorted and looked down at her with grins on their faces. The four moved through the lobby grinning, laughing and talking. The woman behind the desk smiled indulgently at the young people as they moved through the lobby.
They climbed into the truck and drove to the University Plaza. Legates ended up parking in a parking garage since the streets were packed with cars and people. When they reached the edge of the grassy area, they were immediately surrounded by both sets of units. All wearing their ACU's and their winter jackets. Some still had creases where they'd just come out of the packaging.
"Dude, this is HUGE," Martinez babbled.
Michelle smiled indulgently at him. Michelle started moving towards the Sabbatino's trucks which were parked ten feet away from the stage. She stepped to the left of the tables and ducked under the tape. A younger looking girl stopped her by holding up her hand.
"I'm sorry you can't be here. This is for volunteers only," she stated firmly.
Groaning, Michelle pulled her phone from her pocket. Picking it up, she hit her speed dial and waited. The men turned to look at Michelle when they heard 'Let's have some fun. This beat is sick. I wanna take a ride on your disco stick' ring across the volunteer area. Andrea's laugh tinkled through the crowd at the song.
Tanya answered her phone and yelled over the sound behind her. Michelle told her they were on the other side. They saw the crowd part as Tanya pushed through. She hung up the phone when she saw Michelle.
"Thank God, I thought you weren't going to show up," Tanya panted.
"I said I'd be here. Did you do what I asked?" Michelle asked her with an even gaze.
"Yes, I took care of it. Now let's see you're on with the cheer squad. Which is after the choir and they're after the band. But you are before the caroling starts," Tanya said, flipping through the clipboard in her hands.
Oaks mouth fell open at her list of things going on. Andrea shook her head at the organization these women had shown over the last few days.
"Tanya, we're out of candles again," Becky yelled over the din of voices around them.
"Okay, Jeremy should be back in a few minutes with more. We've cleaned out every store in a five block radius," she told her.
"Okay," Becky said. Tanya glanced at her watch then at Michelle.
"You're up in two acts so get your shit together. Oh and you have to wear this," Tanya said, handing her a Santa hat that was ridiculously long. When Michelle dropped it on her head the pompom on the end brushed her lower back.
"I hate you," Michelle said, pushing towards the stage.
The men behind her snickered making her stop, spinning around she faced them. She shrugged out of her jacket and handed it to Legates.
"Keep laughing...just keep laughing," she said threateningly, waving her index finger at them. They kept snickering and Tanya rolled her eyes. Andrea tutted at the men and shook her head.
"Are you singing or helping? Choice is yours," Tanya said, eyeing the men with relish.
"I'm staying with her," Legates said, pointing at Michelle.
"Singing it is," she said. She looked around and rolled her eyes.
"Singers with Josh, helpers back here with me," she said.
The men split off Techie, Davis, Brown and Goodman following Legates. The other five stepped behind the table. Tanya smiled widely at them.
"Now, where did Martinez go?" She said, glancing around. Spotting him, she waved him over. His guys followed behind him.
"Singing or helping? If you're singing follow them," she said, pointing at Legates group, "if you're helping get your asses behind this line." More guys stepped behind the line to help but a few wandered towards where Legates was standing.
"Okay, there are cases and cases of food in between the trucks so make yourselves useful," she said, waving her pen in the direction of the trucks.
The men moved forward and began loading up the truck. Legates moved through the crowd closer to where Michelle was standing. She was breathing deeply and had her eyes closed. The other guys were watching the show. The last two before Michelle stepped on stage. Their performances passed in a haze for Legates. He honestly didn't care about them; he only wanted to see what Michelle had up her sleeve. The guys in the crowd howled in approval as Michelle made her way across the stage. She rolled her eyes as she stepped up to the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am not a diva so I am unable to hit all of this artist's vocals but I can do a reasonable impersonation on some songs. So, feel free to join in so I don't feel quite so stupid," Michelle said, smiling out into the crowd.
Legates heard the ping ping of bells starting the music and frowned. That wasn't Santa Baby. The young men in front of Legates and his unit gave off some wolf whistles and oh yeahs. The men in uniform around Legates shifted uncomfortably at the young men's actions.
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
She shot a wink in Legates direction causing the guys around him to burst into laughter and clap him on the back. Andrea's eyes shot wide in stunned amazement as Michelle's voice rang across the plaza. Techie had said Michelle could sing but Andrea hadn't realized how well. The guys in front of Legates were doing something much the same to the smaller of the guys. Michelle started moving around the stage as the music sped up.
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
She waved her hands and people started to join in loud and off key. She shot a smirk in Tanya's direction and continued to sing. Legates laughed under his breath. She had found a way to do it and not make it all about her. He almost jumped in surprise when he heard Goodman's deep voice join in the song. The guys stopped laughing and looked at Goodman. He smiled, shrugged and kept on singing.
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you baby
Michelle had worked her way back to their side of the stage at this point. Stopping, she turned to face them and sang the verse towards them. Legates smiled and sent her a smoldering look. His eyes flashing in surprise as she suddenly narrowed her eyes. Then he realized she was looking at the guys in front of him.
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
Legates' brow puckered as he looked around at the crowd. The younger men were being loud, rude, and obnoxious. Michelle continued moving around the stage getting the crowd to sing.
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Techie watched in interest as Michelle avoided the side of the stage where they were standing. She had come over and he knew it was for Legates but now she wasn't coming back this way. Now his brow puckered in wonder. Andrea nudged Techie with her elbow, he looked down at her in question. She nodded her head at the group of young men standing in front of them. Techie scowled and shifted forward slightly.
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I
really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me
Michelle looked over to where Legates was standing and saw both he and Techie's brows pucker as she avoided that side of the stage. She didn't want to see Tyrell standing there and of course he and his boys were right in front of Legates and his guys. She couldn't resist catching Legates eye when she was singing.
I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Unconsciously, she froze and stared at Legates on the last line. She shot him a scorching look. Legates' hackles were rising every time one of the little twerps in front of him made a comment about Michelle. She had promised to sing and she continued to do so. By the time the music had stopped, the crowd was cheering. Michelle shot the crowd a smile, a wave, and exited the stage quickly.
Legates was headed towards the stairs where Michelle would be coming off the stage when he was intercepted briefly by Tanya. She stuck one of those big bows on his jacket and continued to walk past.
"Merry Christmas, Michelle," Tanya called out as she kept walking.
Techie burst into rolling laughter at Tanya's action and comment. Andrea smacked her hand over her mouth and tried to smother her laughter but was unsuccessful. Legates kept walking but was blocked by the large group of young men that had been standing in front of them.
"You think this is going to get ugly?" Techie asked, eyeing the group of young men.
"I hope so," Legates said, grinning evilly and stretching his fingers causing his knuckles to pop.
Michelle came to a stop at the bottom of the steps, Tyrell and his friends were blocking the steps. Looking at the group, she started to get a little nervous at the size of the group of people but relaxed as her gaze landed on Legates standing right behind Tyrell. She tried to step through Tyrell and his friends but they were blocking her in. She swallowed and glared at them.
"Let me through please," she said politely.
"Aww, come on 'chelle I know you want me," he said, pressing in closer to her.
She stepped back up onto one of the steps and shivered. The cold D.C. December air rushed across her body. Dancing and singing had caused her to sweat lightly and now she was freezing. She wrapped her arms around herself and glared at Tyrell.
"Go away, Tyrell. I have absolutely no interest in you. I was not singing to, looking at, or otherwise taking any sort of notice of you," Michelle snapped.
"Awww, come on. Everyone saw you singing to me," he said, giving his version of a charm smile.
It made Michelle's spine crawl and her eyes narrow. Legates has stepped closer, noticing she was shivering now. He handed Techie her jacket then reached under his jacket and shirt to pull out the sweats.
"Actually, I was singing to the 6'7" Greek God who was standing behind you," Michelle said, raising her chin.
Goodman and Jones barked out laughs at her description of Legates. Andrea couldn't suppress the squeak of laughter at Michelle's comment. The corner of Legates' mouth quirked up at her comment. Tyrell snorted and looked up at her.
"I didn't see no Greek god. Must have been your imagination," he said with a syrupy sweetness that made Michelle want to vomit.
"No, no because I see him standing behind you right now," she said.
Tyrell turned around to look his eyes widened when they came face to face with another guy's shoulders. Leaning back a little, Tyrell looked up into Legates' face which was scowling and wearing a black look directed right at him.
A/N: Okay so let's see what happens between Michelle, Tyrell and Legates tomorrow... huge sweats, growling, blood, stud muffin, she's not a screamer, hot chocolate, moment of Christmas, REINDEER, pig Latin, dorm rat, heated seats, I Ain't Getting Nuthin' for Christmas, black silk panties, pissed off Santa, sleep searching, shower calls, donation totals, neon orange, mischievous looks, and three hours until Christmas Ever dinner.
A/N2: I have to apologize for how late the chapter is being posted. My internet is STILL not fixed so I had to call to have a technician come out and what do you know they can't get one out until the 24th arggghhh! My bill is going to but cut in half I swear. I'm not paying for service I'm not getting. /rant off =D
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