Your senior year with Wes by your side had been a dream. Taking stupid prom photos, daydreaming about your adventures at college next year, TP-ing Carter Bowman's house as a prank, you loved every moment with Wes by your side.

Christmas has rolled away, with the leaves slowly falling off and the snowfall getting thicker. You'd always loved the magic of Christmas. The personal traditions, warm cups of cocoa, your Mom decorating the entire house, you loved it all.

And what better way to spend your favourite holiday than with your favourite boy?

Since the two of you got closer, so did your neighbouring families. Hangouts with you and Wes had slowly morphed into joint family dinners for the holidays, tonight being no exception.

You, your mom, and your dad, all crossed the snowy lawn from your home to the Bennett's, your mom cheerfully clutching her homemade mac and cheese. The door swings open as the three of you step up the porch steps...