*I heard that Nick wrote this story when he was still in grade school...or something like that.*
It happened just the other evening as we made our way
home from school through the sleet and snow.
I was doing my usual trick of impersonating Mr.Wajeski, our geography
teacher. Of course the gang were in stitches. I can impersonate most of the
teachers in our grade, but the guys love it when I do Mr.Wajeski, he's such
a bumbling idiot and I've got him down to perfection.
The way he stumbles around dropping his books in the hall, how he
stutters and screws up his eyes when he's trying to explain something.
This time I'd been putting up posters for the Christmas dance. Jimmy had
accidentally-on-purpose banged into him scattering his papers everywhere!
We left the short-sighted buffoon on the floor scrambling to pick them up.
"Sorry Sir!" laughed Jimmy as he ran off. It was cool, he never dared shout
at anyone, especially us.
But then it happened. I mean you hear those dumb, soppy tales about how
love hits you like a bold from the blue. I never believed it until that
moment but there she was, standing by the grocery store. Even though it was
getting dark, her piercing green eyes sparkled and she looked just like an
angel waiting to be placed on the top of the Christmas tree.
WOW! Gorgeous long, blond hair, beautiful shy, smiling mouth, but
those eyes! I'd seen her from a distance at school but as usual I'd played
it cool and had made no attempt to be friendly.
She wasn't in my class and I didn't even know her name but now I had to
find out. So I broke away from the guys and made some excuse about needing to go
into the store.
As I approached her, her eyes dropped. I heard a loud Tut! sound and there was
Cherry standing protectively behind the counter, staring at her.
The Cherry! The Cherry who'd been my 12th girlfriend this term, had been
a token pretty girlfriend who I'd mess around and ditch when I got bored.
Darn, I'd forgotten about Cherry! She was chewing gum and before I could even
blink, she'd blown a bubble big enough to swallow me up and sent me to the moon.
As it popped she sucked it back into her mouth with teh speed of a bullet
and blurted out; "Whaddya want?"
"Probably still bitter from out split!" I mused. "Six packets of Oreo biscuits and a tub
of your finest Ben and Jerry's icecream if you please." I don't know why I said that,
it just sorta came out but at least it took Cherry scuttling into the back
of the store for a minute while I struck up the courage to speak to my angel.
"You're new here, aren't ya?" I blurted.
"Yup," she replied, shyly.
"I'm Zac, what's your name?"
She looked up smiling but, just as she was about to reveal it all, Cherry stormed
past her and threw the grocery bag under my nose and said, "That will be $8,
thankyou!"
I was fuming, Cherry had spoiled my moment of truth. As I delved around deep in my pocket
I realized that I'd spent my money on soda pop in school. My anger quickly subsided into
complete embarassment and I called over the guys to help me out.
"What are you buying icecream in this weather for, Zac?" They challenged.
"Listen, who is the leader of this gang? Just give me the money!" I stormed.
I paid up and scurried off, not daring to look at the total confusion I'd
left my angel in.
How was I to ask her on a date while she was in Cherry's viperous clutches?
She'd probably poisoned her brain with horror stories of the trouble our gang has caused.
All completely untrue of course.
I spent the whole Sunday evening dreaming of my angel and devising plans of how I'd
ask her to the Christmas Dance. Why did I always have to act like a touch guy all the time?
She was never going to trust me with my reputation!
Outside I could hear carol singers from the neighborhood singing out of tune, while inside
my mom was bustling around putting finishing touches to the tree, wrapping presents and
fussing about the state of the Christmas cookies she had baked for Aunt Maisie.
What is it about moms and Christmas? They flap around in such panic. I didn't care
if I ate another turkey, or had another present, all I wanted for Christmas was my angel.
The Christmas dance was two days away, I had to pluck up the courage to approach her.
Back at school everyone had gone crazy. Jimmy and the guys were running around like dumbos
with mistle toe trying to kiss every girl in the hall. "C'mon Zac, what's the matter?" grumbled
Jimmy, "You're no fun anymore!"
"Get off my case will you!" I answered grumpily. I leaned back on my chair in the diner hall and
dreamed of the day I'd be with my angel.
Suddenly, a rude, shrill scream brought me back down to my senses like a ton of
weights being dropped off the Empire State Building. It was Cherry. "Noooooo, I don't want meatloaf,
you silly woman. I'm a vegetarian and I asked for mushroom medley!" The poor cook was so embarassed and
apologised profusely to Cherry. "Oh, don't worry about it, I'd be better off picking
my own mushrooms from outside." She snapped. And with that she turned to her back and called her friend
to follow her, "Come on Lucky, let's go!"
Wow, I couldn't believe my ears, I'd found out my angels name: It was Lucky.
If only my Christmas wish would come true, that I'd be lucky too and be granted a date
with my dream girl.
I spent the whole day repeating Lucky over and over to myself and devising a plan of how I'd
ask her for a date. I'd decided that I'd catch her at teh lockers at the end of the
day and if she was still in Cherry's clutches I'd have the guys cause a diversion
while I dropped the note into her pocket.
The damn perfect Cherry, why they make someone like her look after all the freshman is
beyond me.
The day dragged on slowly it reminded me of what it was like waiting for Santa Claus
to arrive when I was little- and eternity. Finally 3:30 came around and the school bell
chimed but it was immediately drowned out by everyond thundering down the corridor.
Instead, I made my way slowly to lockers, my heart pounding so hard that I thought if I opened
my mouth to speak it would pop out and dance down the corridor and out into the Christmassy night.
"Thank God," I thought as I saw Lucky filling her bag with the contents of her locker. I quickened my
pace but before I arrived who should appear but Mr. Wajeski. I couldn't hear what they were talking
about but Mr. Wajeski seemed to have taken a shine to her.
Well, at least, it wasn't Cherry, I thought. Mr. Wajeski made his way to the water fountain, so it was
now or never. "Er, um, er, Lucky," I whispered, "How would you like to..."
But before I could blurt it out Cherry's voice took over, hollering down the corridor as
she marched towards us. "Lucky! Lucky! Come over here, now!" She screamed.
"No, Cherry, you go down the hall, now!" yelled Mr. Wajeski. "There are freshman
waiting to be takin to the gym!"
Wow! I'd never heard old Wajeski shout like that! I composed myself and turned out to Lucky.
"Lucky, would you go to the Christmas dance with me?"
Lucky looked up and peered over my head in the direction of Mr. Wajeski. I turned around and I
could of sworn I saw Mr. Wajeski, but I just dismissed it. "Yes, I'd love to!" Was the sweet answer that rolled
off her tongue! And with that we made arrangements to meet the next night. I was in Heaven.
"Wait till I tell the guys." I thought. I spent hours and hours the next day pruning
and preening myself, much to the amusement of my mom.
I felt sorry for my mom. Since dad had died she'd been really lonely and Christmas wasn't a
time to be on your own. Still, she'd been visiting one of her friends a lot
lately so perhaps she'd go over there tonight after she'd dropped me off at Lucky's.
I was so excited, I could hardly contain myself. What would we talk about?
Mom pulled out of the driveway and we set off our 10 minute journey through the snow.
Never before have I felt so much Christmas spirit and I had to stop myself
from launching into a special rendition of Jingle Bells. We reached Lucky's house and I
bounded up the path, carful not to slip in the ice, crazy paving and pressed the bell.
Lucky opened the door and my, did she look fantastic. "Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous." I said,
unable to stop myself. Her green eyes were smiling as she yelled back in the warm glow of the house.
"See you later, Dad!" And with that she took my hand and led me back down the path.
"Where's your mom? Oh, sorry, I don't mean to pry," I said, already wanting to know
everything about her.
"Oh, that's alright," She said, sweetly. "Mom moved to England and I didn't want to go
so I came to live with Dad."
My heart nearly melted and I was lost for words so I slipped my arms around her
shoulders and she snuggled up close as we made our way to the dance. I could tell
already that I'd be having the best Christmas of my life.
As they turned the corner, Zac's mom Davina checked her make-up in the car mirror,
climbed up and made her way up the path of Lucky's house and rang the bell.
Moments later, Mr. Wajeski opened the door and with a generous smile welcomed Davina in.
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