Alice
“Merry Christmas, Alice.”
I giggled at the laptop in front of me. “Merry Christmas, Lance.”
“I really wish that I was there with you.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.
I laughed with another huge grin- I have no idea how he pulled the strings, but he found a way to Skype me on Christmas morning and that’s just so wonderful. “Me too.”
“Next Christmas, though, I’m going to buy you the world.” He told me with a handsome grin.
I giggled again and moved around in my bed before responding. “I don’t think the world is for sale, but I will be perfectly happy with a week in Tahiti.”
“Consider it done.” He chuckled. “I really miss you, baby.”
I smiled at him through the computer and wished that he was here because I just missed him so much. “I really miss you too, Lance. And Zoey told me to wish you a merry Christmas too, but she didn’t want to get up so early.”
“Is it early there? What time is it?” He asked me.
“It’s only five, she’s such a lazy wart.” I sighed.
Lance smirked. “Well, I’m glad that it’s so early because you look kinda hot in pajamas.”
I looked down at what I was wearing- a tank top and shorts, but he couldn’t see the shorts because my lower half was covered by my comforter and the laptop was in front of me, since I was sitting criss cross on the bed. “Puh-lease, I look so much hotter in other things.” I teased him.
“Yeah,” He agreed with a nod. “like nothing at all.”
“You’re especially horny this lovely Christmas morning, aren’t you?” I laughed.
“I haven’t seen you in almost four months, I think it’s understandable.” He defended.
I nodded. “Okay, sure. Oh! And I did get you a Christmas present, by the way.”
“I got you one too.” He grinned. “But you gotta wait until this afternoon.”
“Are we going to be on Skype all day?” I asked him incredulously.
“No,” He laughed. “It’s already there, I arranged something with Ben.”
“Ben isn’t working today, like, nobody is.” I reminded him.
“Alice, just trust me on this, okay?” He laughed.
“Oh, is it that amazing collage thing that’s in your living room?” I wondered. Last night, I had to get something from Zoey’s house and I ran into Ben setting up this huge framed picture that was a collage of pictures of me and Lance and some of me, Zoey, and Lance and there was a small poem in the corner. I know that Lance didn’t write the poem, but it was super cute and I sat there and stared at it for like, twenty minutes sobbing at the adorableness of it. Ben was shocked and told me to act surprised when I saw it the next day because I wasn’t supposed to see it until Christmas.
“How did you see it?” Lance whined.
“I had to go to your house last night and I saw it accidently. It’s very perfect though and I love it.”
“Well, that’s good.” He sighed. “I worked very hard on it.”
“I could tell.” I giggled. “I can’t wait to hang it up.”
“Good, and now that you know what I got you, you can show me mine now, that’d be cool.” Lance grinned at me.
I chuckled and rolled my eyes at him before leaning over to my nightstand and grabbed the fancy watch that I’d bought just a little while ago. It was specially made from Michael Kors and on the back, it was engraved with my full name and Lance’s full name and a small heart.
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The Beautiful Ones
Teen FictionAlice Bowman and Zoey Chase have been best friends since birth. They do absolutely everything together, dating being the only exception. But they don't even do that. These two girls are even the two most popular girls in their school. No, not just t...