Thanksgiving break ended and you had to go back to school. Christmas break is in three weeks. You can already predict that you'll have lots of tests and quizzes before break. It's typical in high school. Every time before a holiday break or the end of the quarter, it's crunch time.

It's already hitting you hard. Your teachers have already planned an English test, a Chemistry test, and an Algebra II test sometime within the three weeks before break. You also have to take the SAT again on Saturday, then the ACT the following Saturday. It'll be worth it when you're off the clock for two weeks.

You've noticed that some of the cast members have been texting you some questions. It must be for Christmas present ideas. Dexter has asked for pictures of your theatre programs. Dylan has asked you your top three favorite bands/artists. Alexander asked you what your favorite Christmas movies are.

Something's up. It has to be for Christmas present ideas. What else could be?

You've realized something else. You haven't talked to Thomas in a while. He must be busy doing stuff in London and you don't want to contact him because the time difference. For example, it could be 9:00pm where you live, but it's 12:00am in London, then he wouldn't respond until a later time.

You got your laptop out and finished the photo album on Snapfish. You checked over everything and ordered it. The order ticket said it'll be ready and delivered in about a week. That's good that it won't take long. You Googled that it takes about three weeks for mail to get from your state to London. So, you're doing this early and hope that Thomas will get it in time for Christmas. You looked through the album on your laptop. It's so beautiful and special. Tears developed in your eyes.

"I miss him." you softly said.

Thomas's POV

I'm almost done with the CD for y/n. I just finished learning the chords and lyrics to her favorite song. I've written her an original song. It took me two days, but I did it. It's entitled, 'I'll Be the One.' I poured my feelings out into that original song for her. I wish I can be there to see the look on her face when she listens to the CD.

I left my apartment and went to the music studio downtown. I had my guitar and my music folder with me. I walked in and was greeted by my friend, Jack. I followed him into the recording studio. Him and I set up everything for the song recordings.

"So, which song do you wanna record first?" Jack asked.

I was tuning my guitar, then looked up at him.

"Let's do the favorite song first, then my original song." I said.

Jack put a microphone in front of me, then went into the recording booth.

I cued him to start. A red light outside the booth lit up. That's my cue to start. I strummed my guitar and started to sing the beautiful lyrics of y/n's favorite song. After about five minutes, I finished the song and cued Jack to stop recording. We adjusted some things, then I prepped myself for my original song.

After that, I packed my guitar and Jack gave me a thumb drive with the two songs on it. I made my way home. I put the two songs on the CD, then listened to all of the songs. Memories played in my head.

"I miss her." I softly said.