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trying to concentrate on putting the star on top of the tree, not my heart that was practically jumping out of my chest. Finally, I got it on perfectly. Brendan climbed down the two ladders with me in his arms.
    Three days before Christmas, I asked Brendan what he wanted for the upcoming holiday.
    His brows furrowed, deep in thought, "I...don't know. Surprise me."
    "What if you don't like it?" I questioned.
    "It's the thought that counts." he smiled.
    I ended up going to a store called Butlers later that day in my purple 1963 Volkswagen Beetle. I parked my small car and went inside the store. I looked around. What do guys like? I found men's perfume in one aisle. Or, you could call it cologne. I smelled it. It smelled good. I think. It smelled refreshing, and alluring to women but... I sighed. I grabbed the box of cologne, realizing it was around one hundred dollars.
    That much for cologne?
    Whatever. As long as he liked it. And then when I was walking towards the register, something caught my eye. Wayferer sunglasses. Black ones. Hmm...Brendan did say one day that his other pair broke. But sunglasses? As a Christmas present? Ugh... I grabbed the sunglasses that were fifty dollars and went on the extremely long line. I had to wait at least thirty minutes to wait in line before it was my turn.
    "Would you like it wrapped?" the young lady asked.
    "Yeah, sure." I answered.
    She wrapped the presents and told me I owed 154.09. I handed her the bills and she gave me the change and the newly wrapped presents that had little designs of Christmas trees on them. She wished me a merry Christmas.
    "You too!" I called over my shoulder.
    I shut the door of my car and gently put the presents in the backseat, turning the heater on and driving to my next destination. JCPenney.
    The parking lot was crowded! Great. Wait 'till I see the lines. I got out of my car, locked the door and slipped the keys in my small purse. I walked inside the store and quickly looked around for the Mens' department. I looked around for a couple of v-neck t-shirts, walking by a hot pink one...
    I quietly swore to myself. I can't believe I almost forgot to get Anthony something! Well this is the perfect time to buy him a new pink shirt, since I threw up all over his other one. I grabbed one that looked like his size, and grabbed a white one for Brendan. I walked by a little poster stand. They had Edward from Twilight... I looked for the right code number thingy and grabbed the last one. Why do so many people like Edward? Jacob's way cuter. And hotter. Well, it was a fact since he is a werewolf.
    I went back to earth. Where am I? I looked for a sign to indicate where I was. The Womens' department. Ok, I ended up looking around for myself. So what? I gasped. I just think I kind of found the perfect present for Anthony. If only they had it in his size! It was a black t-shirt with-yeah, you've guessed it!- Edward on it. Ok. I was getting kind of annoyed with all this Twilight crap. I grabbed the t-shirt that would look like it would fit Anthony best. And then I sneakily grabbed a Team Jacob shirt that was in my size.
    I already knew what I was going to get Britney and Ellyn. Ellyn told me she wanted a Nook. And Britney wanted an IPad 2. Whatever that was. As for Alice... I had no idea what I was going to get her. Hmm... Alice does wear a lot of jewelry...
    It was finally my turn in line. Phew! I looked at the register lady. The girl was dark-skinned, brown eyes, lip ring, hair died blue, probably seventeen and was chewing away on gum
    "What?" she rudely asked.
    "First, I need to ask you if you have this in a men's size." I gestured to the Edward shirt.
    "You mean a women's?"
    I frowned, "No he's homosexual."
    "Why does this always happen to me?" she questioned herself as she walked away into the stockroom behind her.
    I, meanwhile, was kind of losing my patience since it was getting kind of late. I distracted myself by listening to the Christmas music playing. Five minutes