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D A T E ?-Filler Chapter-
"It's almost Christmas!" Xiara starts and everyone nods. Eversince they came to my house and forced their way onto it, everyone seemed to start getting close to each other.
And before I knew, I was sitting in the cafeteria--which I always hated, with not three but six people as it became louder than it used to be. I propped a hand on my chin as Oscar starts. "Santa, all I want for Christmas is a hot babe."
"All I want is a di*do for Christmas," Xiara says and everyone chuckles--excluding me. How disgusting of her to voice out her weird hobby.
"Aren't you two perfect for each other?" Janna points at Xiara and Oscar. Xiara makes a disgusted look at Janna. "I don't want a STD pen-s."
"Excuse me? Darling, my weiner is clean and STD free," Oscar says. "I can even give you a free trial."
Tom chuckles. "Okay, okay that's going too far. Look at how disgusted Star is."
Everyone looks at Star who gave everyone daggers as she placed down her hotdog and gave a finger. "Disgusting pigs."
"Alright. I'm heading out," I say and stood up from my seat. "--I don't wanna hear your weird fetishes."
"Marco don't forget, we're doing a Christmas exchange!" Ferguson pipes up and I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
I hear another chair pushed aside. "I'm going."
I wait until she's beside me. "The nerve of those bastards," she gritted her teeth.
"I swear you'd get used to it," I say and she scrunches her nose. "--I don't think I would ever be."
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"I have the lots here," Janna says and gives the box a slight shake. "Please pick one."
Each one took a paper and I took one, discreetly opening the paper to find out who I got. Star. I couldn't help but let a grin when I picked her out of all those idiots. Janna takes the remaining paper and then says out loud. "Theme : Something sexy, wet, dirty, long, hot. Just pick one from it."
Star gives her a smack. "You're truly becoming a fuc-in pervert."
She winks. "Just kidding. You can buy anything, even wrap yourself on the present."
Oscar chuckles. "You're truly lucky if I got you. You'd be getting a hot Santa this Christmas."
The girls chime in. "Weirdo."
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So that's it and I hope everyone got who they wanted to give to," Janna says as I placed the lot on my pocket.
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Nothing eventful happened today, it was just the usual discussion and assignments to do at home. I went home late as usual since I tried to finish all my homework. They always said I was too diligent.
I mean today was Friday and we would pass these homeworks the week later and I even went home late just for it but I believe that we shouldn't waste time while they is still time.
"Marco," a voice says behind me and I turned around, suprised she's still here. "Did you wait for me?"
"Not really!" she says in defense. "I-I finished last on the canvas. I just finished and I realized you were here so why not...go home together?"
"But before that, do you have any plans tonight?" she looks away. "Do you think I have one?"
"What if you have one?" she eyed me and I pat her hair. "I think I'd like to spend my weekends reading my novel."
"Then you can't come with me this evening?" she gives a faint smile.
I don't get myself sometimes. When it comes to other people I'm so cruel, cold to them even but when it comes to her it's like I can't even say no. I patted her hair. Is it because I know that she likes me? "Sure. Why not? I think I'll just buy the presents with you."
She smiles at me. "Then let's go!"
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If you mind me asking, who did you get?" Star looks at me while we were going inside the department store and looking around clothes and other things.
"I got Janna," I lie and she nods. "I know what Janna wants. She said she wants to have a poster of GreenDay or a berret."
"What do you like Star?" I say casually, looking around the men's aisle. "You," she says too soft for me to hear.
"I don't really want anything," she replies, more louder and sighs. "Do you know what Xiara likes? She's so mysterious I could just give her carrot or something."
"Xiara likes books," I reply and she looks at me. "Really? Then can you accompany me to the bookstore?"
I nod. "But can you head there first? I'm gonna go to the toilet."
"Sure," she says and heads out of the department. I hurry and go to the place I wanted to go eversince I arrived. I'm pretty sure it fits her.
I head to the bookstore and watch her roam around the different shelves with a scorning look on her face. "She likes Detective Books."
"Sh!t! Marco! You said the Beesus out of me," she holds to her chest and glances at the paperbag I brought. "So you bought one already?"
"I saw it on the way, it was a one time only so I bought it," I say and she scratches her head. "Can you pick for me what Xiara likes cause I'm pretty sure you two are similar."
I grabbed the recent edition of the Project Loki and handed it to her. "I'm pretty sure she's dying to buy this."
"Anyway, what you do want to receive, Star?"
"I'm just happy with anything," she says. "I pretty much almost have everything--not to sound rude."
"You wanna head home? I'm kinda tired already," she says and lines up to pay for the book. "--and fortunately, my money is enough for this."
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Thank you for coming with me Marco," she speaks as we walk towards the busy bustling street. Our houses aren't really far from the mall since it's kinda close neighborhood so it wasn't a problem.
"Sh!t I kinda regretted not bringing my winter gloves," she said as she tries to rub her hands for warmth. I could've gave her mine but I didn't really needed it since my hand was always warm. "-It's really chilly at night, isn't it?"
"Here," she stares at it. "W-what?"
"Hold my hand," I say it to her and she turns bright red. "--I think my hand can warm yours."
"You're weird," she says softly and reluctantly takes my hand in hers. I could feel her clench on my hand tighter as if never letting it go. "-but you're right, it's warm I that feel fuzzy inside."
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