Taylor Pov

Christmas. I hate it, all this joy on one day? Hah no, I am just going to stay in my house and do nothing, basically. That was all my christmas. I always saw the kids outside smiling playing with the snow. I couldn't, my mom didn't let me, she was afraid someone would kidnap me. My mom was a single mother, I dont know where my dad went. My mom couldn't afford a nice christmas...she was always working. Even on christmas day. So I barely knew her. I spent christmas alone, I got used to it I guess. I sighed, I miss my mother, she past away two years ago. She worked her butt off for me, I appreciate her.

There was three more days till christmas, I was sad at this time of year, I was suppose to be happy. I never really had friends too, I followed my mom's behavior and just worked and worked till I couldn't. I regret not enjoying my teenagers years and going to those collage parties. I sighed once more. I couldn't go back now.

I ate my eggs that I was making, no where burnt but I didnt care. I wondered if I was going to spend all my life like this...alone, no friends or even lover. Am I just going to die like this? Is that all? Man, I hope it wasn't. I had a whole week off of my job because of christmas. Which was nice, but there was no point since I dont go outside. . .I finish my eggs and drink a smoothie I made. I was so bored, really bored. I didn't have any plans, like always. 

I heard a knock on my door, ugh. It was probably people singing and shiz. I didn't open the door, but they wouldn't leave. I finally get the energy and open the door. I start to say what I always say, "Please, I don't celebrate christmas, just go a-" But the continue singing. 

Without trying to be rude I say, "Please will you go to the next house?" But nope, they continue to sing. At this point I was frustrated so I just slammed the door and went back to sit on my couch like noting happened. I felt bad at first but a few seconds later I didn't. What's wrong with me?  I hear something fall in  my bedroom, what was that noise? There is no one in the  house. I grab fork just in case, I slowly walk into my room. 

I open the door and I drop my fork in shock, there was a man with fairy like wings in my room. I start to to scream but then he says, "Ah! Hello, you weren't suppose to see me yet." 

I stand still, what the heck was going on? Was I going nuts? "Well, before you freak out, I am a christmas angel that helps people get in the christmas mood. You are the first person I am helping!" He says, I still don't say anything.

"Okay okay, I am guessing you are still in shock. I am Sketch. Yes that's my real name, Angel's have a weird taste in names." Sketch laughs at his own joke.

"I'm just going to..call...the. . .police." As I finish saying that, I get my phone but my phone starts to float away and heads to sketch.

"What the heck!?!" I yell.

"Hah, that was easier than I thought. Well, I'm being rude! Let me introduce myself properly? Well as I said my name is Sketch, I am a fairy/Angel. I know, I know, its confusing. It confuses me too! Well, my mission is to get people, like you, in the christmas sprit!"---he get's out a paper---"It says here you haven't celebrated christmas. . .ever. Sheesh!"---he continues reading the paper in his hand---"Wow, this is going to take work." Sketch looks at me and smiles.

"Wha- what!?"

"You said that already, should I be more clear?"

"First of all, what where you doing in my room!? And how do you know this stuff about me?! 3rd, am I dreaming?"

"I was in you room because thats where a teleported to, not my fault. And someone gave me this information, from where I came from. This happens all the time. And no you aren't dreaming."

"Can anyone else see you?"

"No, well if I want to be seen, I'm seen. I can become a human buy hiding my wings." He says, his wings crawl into his back, or whatever. I don't know. I was still in shock, this only exist in books!

". . .okay. . .um . . ."

"We start today, first you better wear something better."

"Whats wrong with my clothes?" I ask.

"Ummmm," Sketch magically gets a set of clothes that were christmas themed, "Wear these." Sketch throws them at me. 

I take a look at them, "I can't wear these!"

"Too bad so sad, and ill be waiting outside." Sketch walks out my bedroom door. I take a moment to realize went just went down. I look at the window---I can make a break for it. 

"Don't think about escaping! I'll find you. Oh shoot sorry that sounded more creepy than I thought. . .you get what I mean." Sketch says. I sigh and put on my clothes. I looked in the mirror,  I don't wear these types of clothes. I sigh, this was probably just a dream so I just went along with it.

"Im ready." I say with no emotion. Sketch comes back inside my room.

"Ohhhh look at you!!" Sketch acts like a mother dressed their daughter for their first day on middle school.

"Oh shut up, now what?"

"We are going to so caroling!" Sketch says making jazz hands.

"Oh heck no. This is why you made me dress like this?"

"Indeed."

"Ugh, do I have to?"

"Yes. Ill help too! I'll just hide my wings and boom!"

"We are going caroling with just two people?"

"Yep, you ready?" Sketch got excited, we were the complete opposite.

"Okay okay." Sketch grabbs my hand and pulls me outside, I blushed a little.

"Okay we are beginning at your old childhood neigorhood. It's not that far. . ."

"It's three hours away in car."

"Who says we are going by car?" Sketch winks. 

"What do you mean?"

"Let's go to the backyard." Sketch starts walking to it. I follow, not asking any questions. I suddenly freeze when I enter the back yard, There...was...a...reindeer... 

"Cmon! Hurry!" Sketch sits on the reindeer. I do the same, the reindeer starts to fly. My hear beats faster, I smile a real smile.

"WHOOHOO!" I yell lifting my arms in the air, we were so High up I bet no one could see us.

"What, you never been on a reindeer before?" Sketch laughs.

"This is amazing!"

"Yes indeed." Sketch says.

"I am glad you like it, see being happy doesn't suck.'' Sketch says.

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We put the reindeer in a place no one would go too, "Sooo do you know any christmas songs?" Sketch asks since we were going caroling, I still wasn't fully on board with this whole thing. I still thought christmas was overrated.

"No."

"Of course. Well just try to sing along with me." Sketch smiles pulling my into my old childhood neiborghood, dang It hasn't changed. There was kids playing in the snow, parents talking to each other. It gave me a warm feeling I haven't felt before. Sketch knocks on a random door, a small older looking lady opens the doors and smiles. Sketch starts to sing a christmas song, he actually sang good. The lady smiled. I tried singing along but it was difficult. Half way through the song I gave up and stopped singing and started to go back to the reindeer. Sketch looks over at me, he apologizes to the lady. He starts to follow me.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"I am going home." I say without looking back.

"Oh cmon! You were doing great!" Sketch turns me around and somehow we got closer to each other without meaning to. We both freeze, I close my eyes, my heart pounds. No. I back away and ignore what just happened and said, "Don't you see? This christmas thing isn't for me." I say crossing my arms in the cold.

"It can be for everyone. Everyone includes you? I just want you to be happy for once. Get that taste of joy on christmas like everyone should." Sketch eyes turn dull, he didn't have that happiness to him anymore.

"Why are you helping me anyways? You don't even know me." I blurt out.

"Taylor...you don't remember me that's why."

"What?"

"I was a normal kid, don't you remember that day in first grade where I was getting bullied? You stood up for me and said 'Leave him alone, he deserves happiness, everyone does.'"

I stay silent trying to remember, but I couldn't. Those words "he deserves happiness, everyone does." repeated in my mind.

He continues to talk, "My life mission was to get you that happiness too. And when I got blessed and chosen to be one of these christmas fairy's, I knew one year i'll be able to help you. And here I am." I stay silent.

"I'll give it a shot. . ." I whisper underneath my breathe, he could hear me.

"Yay! Thanks Taylor.'' He says, "Let's go to our next thing to get you back into the spirit!"

"How will we do that?"

"Well my plan was to set you on a blind date. . .which I already did."

"What?!!? How would that help?!"

"Well, you haven't gotten around there, you knowww?? Well the blind date will be cool!"

"No, I am not going."

"Please, it's in twenty minutes."

"Ugh. Fine."

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Sketch brought me this cafe, I waiting on a table for the guy that was going to come. I got a cup of coffee while waiting, nothing. He was twenty minutes late, I ended up talking to sketch. He was actually and nice funny guy, I completely forgot I was suppose to have a blind date. I guess talking to sketch made me feel okay, and forget my worries. It felt nice. I haven't felt this with anybody. . .damn it, I can't like this guy! 

"You know what, I don't think the guy I was suppose to be on a blind date is coming."

"Im sorry. . ." Sketch sighs.

"Let's just go." I stand up. "There is no use, I can't find joy."

"N-no! Let's stay here for a while, please?"

"Why?"

". . I just want to talk, hangout."

"Oh."

"It's okay if you don't want to do that..." Sketch said looking at his coffee.

"You know what? I'd like that." I sit back down, I wasn't usually this nice. . .was sketch helping me? This has to be a dream. . .but if it is, its a dream I don't want to end.

Sketch and I talk for a while, we finally check the time. It was getting really late. "Oh shiz." Sketch jumps up.

"What?" I ask.

"We need to go back to your house, we still need to decorate."

"Oh. . .lets go!" I say smiling, dang, I was a little bit in the Christmas spirit. After this day there was still two days till christmas.

"Thats it!" Sketch laughs.

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We were back at my house. I saw boxes and boxes of decorations on the floor.

"Whats this?" I ask.

"We are going to decorate!"

"Oh no."

"Yep! Grab a decoration from one of the boxes that say indoor on them and start!"

"Whyyyy. This is too much work just for christmas." I say being the me I knew.

"Cmon! You were doing great!"

"No I wasn't. Lets face it, I didn't sing along when we went caroling and my blind date didn't come."

"Yes but we still have today and christmas!"

"Ugh. Fine." I grab a light strong and go on a small ladder and start hanging them up. "What's the point of decorations anyways?" I ask.

"Well, it shows your christmas spirit! ISNT IT FUN?" Sketch was reallllllyyyy in the christmas spirit. Maybe too much.

"I have been meaning to ask. Are there others like you?"

"Ummmm...yeah."

"Oh, then why has no human said something about you guys?"

Sketch ignores my question, "You done hanging up those lights?"

"Yes. Surprisingly." I say.

"Okay. Let's do the christmas treeee!"

"What christmas tree?"

"This one." Sketch snaps his fingers and a christmas tree appears.

"Woahhhh thats gigantic. I don't want that in my house!"

"Too bad. Now help me decorate."

"No."

"Really Taylor?"

"Fine. Its only because I want the tree to look nice, not because I want to be next to you or anything. . ." I say. We both blush, we start decorating the tree. All we needed was the star. Since the tree was so big I needed a ladder. I got the ladder, with the star in my hands, and started to climb up. The ladder was wiggling but I kept going up. Suddenly my feet got stuck and I started to fall. Sketch noticed this and ran to me. I land in his arms.

"T-thanks." I say akwardly. Sketch smiles and puts me down on the floor.

"Ill just put the star up myself. Since yknow I got these wings." Sketch shows off his wings. I laugh.

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It was finally christmas, I woke up and went to my kitchen to see sketch cooking.

"Woah woah." I say a little shocked.

"Im making christmas breakfast. Then in the afternoon we are having a christmas party. I invited everyone in the town." Sketch said it so calmly Like I wasn't going to freak out.

"Wha-" I start to say but sketch cuts me off.

"Do you want pancakes or waffles?"

"P-pancakes. And you must be joking about the whole party thing, right?"

"Nope. Its at six in the afternoon. Get ready."
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For some reason I went along with sketch's idea. I actually liked it though, I havent gone to a party in forever... People started to roll in. I greeted them trying not to be rude like I use to be. Even though I didn't know any of these people I said hi to every one of them.

I was having a blast. I didn't see sketch though. But maybe he was getting ready? I don't know....it was nine already, I lost track of time! I needed to look for sketch. Where could he be? I think if thr backyard. He must be there with his magical reindeer. I go the  backyard, he was there. Sitting alone next to his reindeer. He looked very sad...

"Sketch?" I say.

"Taylor! What are you doing here?" Sketch jumps up wiping his tears.

"I was looking for you...are you okay?"

"Yes. I just want to know if you are in the christmas spirit."

"Yeah. And i love it, thanks."

"My mission is done here." Sketch voice was unsteady.

"What? Are you leaving? Please don't." I say, I become sad.

"I should have listened to them...I cant get attached to people I help." Sketch tears up a little.

"What do you mean?"

"I have to leave. I have to earse you memory of me being here." Sketch explains.

"No!"

"Im sorry Taylor."

"Please." I start to cry, my heart starts to pound. Sketch was the closest thing I had to a friend. "Please." I repeat more silently. Sketch body turns all grey, no color at all. He stayed silent, nothing.

"I love you. And these three days have been awesome. Thanks but-" I cut him off with a kiss. He kisses back, fireworks lit up inside me. I put my arms around his neck. I seperate the kiss, we were talking foreheads.

"Merry christmas." I whisper while still having tears in my eyes

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txylor-

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Oooooh shizzzz
I LOVED WRITING THAT
I JUST THOUGHT ABOUT THE IDEA AND BOOM. YOUR WELCOME TAY.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVEEEEEERRRYYYBOOODYYYYYYY
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