I feel my phone vibrating under my stomach...ugh I don't feel like getting up. I roll over to my side and open my eyes to look at the screen. My vision is still too blurry for me to be able to see anything. Fuck. I just answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"You sound like you just woke up from a coma. Come open the door." I grunt in response and hang up the phone. I wonder what this Christmas day has in store for me. Damn it. I get up and open my door to hear

"Have a Holly Jolly Christmas!" Motherfucker! Ugh...I slowly trudge down the stairs and open the door.

"Fuck, it's cold." I say as I look at Quinn standing there with two cups of coffee in her hands.

"This should warm you up." She thrusts a cup towards me and I grab it as she steps inside. I close the door and turn directly into a kiss. Quinn's lips are so warm. How are they so warm? I pull her closer to me to deepen the kiss but she pulls back. I try to kiss her again but she keeps moving away.

"Why are you smiling?" I ask.

"Why not? It's a beautiful day and I'm with you. I have every reason to smile." I peck her lips and she moves away.

"Where's your mom?" Quinn asks and I shrug.

"Probably in the kitchen cooking." I say to her.

"Cooking? There's no Christmas dinner left overs? Eat that for breakfast. Is there any pie left?" Quinn asks then moves towards the kitchen.

"Wait, did you say leftovers?" I say as I follow her. My mom isn't in the kitchen but the radio is on.

"Yeah. I would've thought there would be some." Quinn says as she sits her coffee on the kitchen table.

"What day is it?" I ask. Quinn looks at me with a confused expression then chuckles.

"Did I put you in a coma last night? Do you remember your name?" She says and I roll my eyes.

"It's the 26th obviously. Are you okay?" She asks.

The 26th? December 26th? As in, I made it to the next day? Fuck yeah! I got my second chance! And I got Quinn, hell yeah!

"I'll be right back." I tell Quinn then run upstairs to my room. I have to check my phone to be absolutely sure. I open the door and there's Michael lying on my bed.

"Congratulations! You made it. So, what did you learn?" He says as he sits up to look at me.

"Uh...is this like the final test or something because I really don't want to die when I just started feeling happy." I tell him and he chuckles.

"You learned your lesson." He says.

"Which was?" I ask.

"You just told me. Life is short Santana, be happy, be open and live your life the way you want. This holiday doesn't have to mean anything to you, but the people in your life should. On that note, my job is done for now. I'll see you around. Merry Christmas." He says then vanishes.

"So you lied to me. This was some crappy Christmas bullshit about being around the people you love." I say into my empty room. A piece of paper floats to the ground and I shake my head at myself. I should have known.

"Have you lost it?" I hear Quinn say from behind me. I turn towards her and chuckle.

"Nope. How long have you been standing there?" I ask.

"Long enough to hear you talking to yourself. I think I'm having second thoughts on pursuing this relationship. I can't handle that kind of crazy." I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you."

"As long as it's exactly how it was last night, be my guest." Quinn bites her bottom lip and winks at me.

"Don't tempt me Fabray." I say as I shut the door to my bedroom.

Well, I still can't say I like Christmas but I guess it isn't as bad as I make it out to be. My mother and I may finally be patching up our relationship, I finally spent some time with my real friends and got the girl of my dreams. This might not be my favorite holiday, but it damn sure is now my favorite day of the year.

A/N: Hey everyone, i hope that was remotely enjoyable. I felt like writing something for the Christmas season so thanks for reading. Happy Holidays!