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"Stop pouting! I'm serious! You can't get the sweater! Get over it!" Halo yells. They are almost home, walking down the street in their sexy shoes and flow-y hair.

"But It is Perfect! Its better than the one with snow-flakes!"

"Oh My God! Get over it!"

They are at the gate, Starla unlocks it and they walk in. As they turn the corner of the building to their door they both stop and Starla groans.

"What are you doing here?!" She yells at the man leaning against their porch. He is a beautiful man, really. Blond hair, not styled, looking perfect. Bright blue eyes, the kind you notice from a block away. Tan face, totally fit body. He has horrible fashion sense though. Obviously, Because he is wearing a red leather jacket. Ewe.

He smiles brightly when he see's Starla. "Oh nothing...I just thought I'd bring you your Christmas present early." He brings his hands out from behind him to reveal a messily wrapped box with a single bow on top.

Starla's eye-brows shoot up in surprise, before she lowers them to scowl at him. This man had been bothering her for over a month now. Flirting, joking, smiling that heart-stopping smile, and annoying the hell out of her. It's surprising she's not a complete saint by now. She shuffles her feet when her glare got nothing out of him. "Umm..I don't want it. Thanks though." She starts to walk around him but he grabs her arm.

"Come-on Lily! Just take it. Its just a gift. A Christmas gift." He shakes the box tauntingly. She eyes it, seriously tempted. Christmas is her favorite time of life.

Halo is just watching curiously. Who is this beautiful stranger and why is he calling Star Lily? And why has Star not told her about him?! He is totally hot! And he obviously likes her.

"Fine!" Starla yells, taking the box. She just has to know what this weirdo would get her for Christmas. "It's probably a snake." She mutters.

He gets annoyed. 'Why does she think so badly of me?! All I've been is nice. Mostly.' "It's not a snake. I promise."

Starla looks at him awkwardly. "Right, um..I didn't mean to say that out-loud. And, uh, thank-you?"

"Wait! You have to open it!" He says grabbing her arm again.

"I will! So, if you will kindly let go of me so I can go in my house, I'll get right to it."

"Nu-uh. Nope. You have to open it here. Right now. Or I'll take it back." He says grinning.

Starla looks at him in disbelief. Ooh! He is such a dick! Always grinning like he is the best thing in the world. She huffs loudly. "Fine!" She turns to Halo "Um, will you go up in my room and get the blue present and bring it out to this lovely man?" Halo says nothing, she just walks into the house.

"You got me a gift?" He asks happily.

"No. Why would I do that? But you gave me one. You get one."

"Open it!" He encourages. Starla looks nervous, but she sits on the porch step setting the present on her lap. She rips the paper of quickly, it's wrapped sloppy anyways. She looks sideways at him to where he's sitting beside her. She opens the box and pulls out a white paper package. Dammit. She slowly peels the paper away to reveal a red sweater. Thee red sweater. He got her the sweater. He brought her the fucking sweater! Dammit! Now she has to kiss him. She puts the sweater back in the box and stands up and steps away from him. It's bad luck if she doesn't kiss the person that gives her the sweater.

He is watching her with a disappointing look on his face. Really? Nothing? Not even a proposal? She seemed like she wanted it so bad at the store! Now she looks like she doesn't want to touch it. She is pacing back and forth and looking at him every few seconds. He stands up and approaches her slowly. When he stops her she looks at his face for a second before stepping close and grabbing his face, gave him a quick peck on the lips. And then she grabs the sweater and runs into her house, slamming the door. He just stands there stupidly until the door opens again and a small blue gift is thrown at him and the door slams again. He looks at it then back to the house and laughs. Not at her, well, partly at her, but mostly because he's happy. Finally! A kiss. She is so confounding and he loves it. One simple kiss is never going to be enough.

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