Wait, I'm Confused

Santa Has Nice Hair

I walked back home, and headed straight for the kitchen. Opening the freezer, I scanned its contents for ice cream. What? Don't judge. I said Annie gives good advice, so I might as well use it. I settled on a tub of Vanilla ice cream. Plain and simple. Just how I wish life would be like right now.

As I walked down the hallway, I spotted Cody laying in his bed, texting. "You know that could give you a bigger headache, right? Assuming you have a hangover."

He groaned, "Ugh, don't remind me. Mom's going to kill  me if she sees me like this and Josh had to get me out of his house before his parents came home from their night shift." Josh's parents were both cops that worked really late at night. Pretty cool, if you asked me.

I smirked. "Ooh, you're screwed. This is why I never drink."

He raised his eyebrows at me and sarcastically said, "You're helpful."

I shrugged, "Want ice cream?" I said, shoving the ice cream towards himself.

"Vanilla? Ew, no."

I clicked my tounge at him, disapprovingly, "Now that's just sad. Not liking vanilla. How dare you?" I claimed the ice cream back to myself by pulling it towards my chest.

"Oh, by the way, mind giving me Jason's number? He's my partner in history class and I forgot to get it from him," I lied. He was my only not hung over friend, I really needed one right now, and so did he. 

Cody outstretched his arm at me, cell phone in hand. "Don't snoop," he said, death glaring at me.

"I won't!" I said defensively. I searched through all his apps until I found 'contacts'. Boy, was he popular. I think I had a total of about twelve contacts on my phone. And only about half of those were of people from school.

After finally finding Jason's name, amongs the hundreds of others on my brother's phone, I clicked on the contact, copied it into my phone, and threw Cody's phone onto his bed.

I walked back to my room, and plopped down on the bed, my head resting on a teddy bear.

K: Hey Jason.

J: Who is this?

K: Nothing.

J: Bad Grammar.

K: No one.

J: No one who?

K: ...

J: No fair, you can't steal jokes from little kids in movies. (a/n: watched Pursuit of Happyness?)

K: It's Karen. And you totally had that coming.

J: Oh, hey Karen. Want to meet up again? I had fun last time, minus some unneeded awkward encounters.

K: You can say that again. Anyway, yeah sure.

J: Ok, pick you up today at 6. It's a date.

K: No it's not.

J: Wear something decent.

K: And I don't already?

J: Er, nevermind.

K: LOL. Admit it. I dress like Santa.

J: You dress like Santa, Karen.

K: Okay, that was just heartless.

J: Sorry? Now get to work. Don't you girls take like an hour to do your hair?

K: You literally just told me I dress like Santa. Don't be ironic.

J: Meh. Santa has nice hair.

K: O.O See ya.

J: So now you're judging me? Going all wide eyed at me. Shameful.

K: Oh sorry. All the judging shall be reserved for you, then.

J: Duh.

K: Kay, whatever, see you at 6.

It was still morning, so I just walked back to the kitchen, grabbed a glass of milk, and went back to my room. Milk and vanilla ice cream makes a good breakfast. I clicked on the TV, and watched reruns of Doctor Who.

As another commercial break started played, I took my phone out, and realized I had wasted the entire day watching TV. So that explained why ny eyes were starting to feel all watery. It was 5:45. Well that was good timing to be bored.

I turned off the TV and looked through my closet for something to wear. I decided on a red and white holiday sweatshirt with some jeans - fulfilling my Santa vibe, that's all. I looked decent, anyways. It was just that I was celebrating Christmas in March. No biggie, right?

I grabbed my phone and slid it into my pocket, along with a 20 dollar bill. I tied my hair into a ponytail and slipped on my converse.

By now it was almost six and my phone started vibrating. I didn't even bother to read the text because I knew he was the only one who would be texting me right now. I walked outside and saw a familiar truck.

"Hey Jason," I said, smiling.

"Santa!" he said enthusiastically, like a little child.

"Jason! Would you like a present this year? Well, if you would, stop being mean to Karen."

He pouted and said, "No, but she's a meanie."

I got in the truck and lightly slapped him. "You're a meanie, gosh. So, where are we going?"

"Dinner at this new Italian place, It's ssupposed to be really good."

"Ooh, good, I'm hungry," I said grinning. 

We drove there, just looking out the window while some random Top 30 Countdown was playing on the radio in the background. When we finally reached the restaurant, I was suddenly feeling like 20 dollars wasn't going to pay for this dinner.

I raised my eyebrows at the resteraunt and asked Jason, just as he shut off the engine, "Why so fancy? This is where someone would sit back and have a glass of wine. If you gave me wine, I'd probably spill it all over myself."

He nodded in agreement, "Yeah, that's you."

I squinted my eyes at him, "Oh my gosh, that was so an insult."

He said nothing. "Admit it, I'm a horrible klutz."

He laughed, "Girls these days." Then all of a sudden he got serious, "You are so not a klutz and the way you dress is just another thing I love about you. You don't care what others think and don't follow the crowd; you're original and that is damn admirable. Your clumsiness is seriously the cutest thing ever and honestly, I can't find something I don't like about you."

I blushed at his mini speech. He said he loved something about me. That's practically saying that he loves me!

I smiled, "Thanks."

He smirked, "Youre welcome."

We were right there. Staring at eachother,straight in the eye. I saw his eyes flutter downward, to my lips. This moment was something I had only seen on screen or read in books. It hadn't actually ever happened to me. A kiss. I didn't know what to expect. Was I supposed to tilt to the right? The left?

I didn't know. But it was too late to contemplate this moment. His face was less than a centimeter away from mine.

Once they hit my lips my eyes just fluttered closed. Nature just took its way and I naturally just somehow moved to the sweet rhythm of his double bubble tasting lips.

It was perfect.

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Ack, I feel horrible I am SO sorry. I finally updated after almost a month. I suck! I know. Just lots of personal stuff, school work, and Netflix marathons have been keeping me busy! And I suffered from horrible writers block. But finally inspiration struck! Yay! Vote Comment Fan if you want to! Thanks <3