Terry couldn’t stop thinking. It’s another holiday and the house is decorated, the streets are decorated, everyone is in a jolly mood, Christmas carols here and there. Terry always stared at the Mistletoe hanging on the cottage door outside.
So this Christmas, Terry decided to use the mistletoe magic. But there were rules and he knew he had to follow them. He hurried up to the library in search of the mistletoe magic rule book. I need to get this right, he said to himself…
He can’t miss a rule if not, it’s all over. He would lose his love forever or wait until next Christmas…… Some other guy might have her so it’s almost the same thing.
The book rules read
- Believe in the magic of the Mistletoe
- Keep calm under the mistletoe
- Watch where you step, watch where you go and you’ll end up under the mistletoe
- Kiss me under the mistletoe
- What happens under the mistletoe stays under the mistletoe
He had to get it all right. Stacy was coming over for dinner so he can take her to the mistletoe at their cottage door and get it all done.
Stacy has been Terry’s childhood friend, turned crush up until senior year in high school. He just needed to tell her how he felt about her before they go to college and probably become a couple. Stacy and her family arrive for dinner. All through dinner, Terry couldn’t focus. He kept tossing the food on his plate with the spoon. He was anxious. Stacy noticed it but didn’t say anything to him but stared at him at intervals hoping he’d look up and see her staring. Mid-way into dinner Terry excuses himself and takes Stacy outside through the back door. Stacy was extremely happy but hid it so Terry wouldn’t notice. They walked slowly and carefully to the cottage door, this is rule number 3. They got to the mistletoe and Terry was as calm as possible, that’s rule number 2.
Terry asks Stacy if she believes in the mistletoe magic and she said she did tho she never tried it, now that’s rule number 1. He was making progress. Terry tells her his feelings with all calmness and courage and she laughed.
What’s funny he asks. I feel the same way too silly. You didn’t have to go through all this drama to tell me, she teased him. Now everything is going wrong he thought. Thank God, “do not make fun of the mistletoe” wasn’t part of the rules.
Stacy looked deeply into his eyes and smiled. I never imagined my Christmas to be any better. I’ve always longed and wished you told me how you felt. What took you so long Terry? I’ve always dreamt of kissing you under the mistletoe and now I’m so excited to do it. Merry Christmas my Terry, she said and kissed him passionately.
Terry felt at ease and very warm. He was happy it all turned out well. He whispers to her ears, “what happens under the mistletoe stays under the mistletoe”. I love you, Stacy…
Merry Christmas
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