December Twenty Three
His Arm
On the twenty third of December they're in Canada and Beck's aunt hosts her Christmas party.
Jade wears a tight fitting red dress that gets a disapproving look from his aunt but a grin when Beck sees it.
He holds his arm out and she loves the way she fits right into the space between his shoulder and hand.
Party guests start arriving and Beck and Jade are in charge of greeting.
"Hello, how are you?" She says(But she's really thinking "Go away, I don't know you,").
"This is so boring," Jade complains to Beck. "We're at a Christmas party in Canada, can we at least enjoy ourselves a bit?!" She asks rhetorically.
Beck smirks, motioning upwards. "I don't that's gonna be a problem.
It's a mistletoe of course, and Jade cracks a flirtatious smile.
"You put that there," She accuses, and Beck shrugs.
"Does it matter?" He wonders, leaning in to kiss the girls lips cutely, and Jade lets out a soft giggle at the touch of his lips.
They're surrounded by other people though, so they have to eventually pull back.
"So this is the girl?" His grandfather asks, awkwardly having seen their PDA fest.
Beck nods. "Yeah, she is."
Jade doesn't talk very much in the room full of strangers.
She prefers to just remain that girl on Beck's arm, in a room surrounded by Canadians.