Veronica Stilinski lives with her older brother Stiles and her Dad, the Sheriff, in Beacon Hills. She is starting her first year of High School and is going to attend Beacon Hills High. This is the school where her brother, now a junior, and all his...
We're all gathered around the Christmas Tree, exchanging gifts.
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Melissa, Scott, Stiles, Malia and the Sheriff have opened their gifts, now it's Veronica's turn.
Her dad gave her a coat that she has wanted for a while.
"Thanks dad! But umm, do you have the receipt?" She asks, implying that she didn't like it. "Totally kidding, dad! I love it, thank you!"
"You're welcome." The Sheriff says with a laugh.
"Ok, open mine next!" Stiles says.
She takes the present from Stiles and begins to open it.
Her face lights up. "No way. Stiles you didn't!"
"Oh yeah, I did!" Stiles says, with an accomplished look on his face.
"This is my dream camera!" she says, full of excitement.
"I know, your other camera broke a while ago and I know how much you love taking pictures-"
"Thank you, it's perfect!" she says cutting Stiles off and gives him a hug.
I didn't know Veronica was into photography. With everything that has happened these past months, we didn't exactly have the opportunity to share all of our hobbies. There's still so much I don't know about her. But I want to learn it all, all the details that make her who she is.
Veronica and I agreed to exchange our presents afterwards.
Right now, we are just sitting around the living room listening to Christmas music and eating cookies that are shaped like Santa Claus and reindeer.
Melissa and the Sheriff are sitting next to each other on the couch.
She places her hand on his shoulder and he whispers something to her that makes her laugh.
is there something going on between them?
I look over to Veronica who is looking in their direction, a small smile spreads across her face. I guess she's thinking the same thing I am.
She turns to me. "Ok, ready for your gift?"
"Yeah." I say with a smile. I can't want to give her, her present.
She tells me to wait outside while she gets it, she'll meet me there.
I walk out to cold, crisp air. The sun is beginning to set.
She walks out with a big box, neatly wrapped in paper that is covered in snowflake designs.
"Ok, open it!" She says excitedly. "I hope you like it."
