Hollywood Arts was full of Christmas spirit. Plays for the festive season were in production, students sung carols as they walked through the halls, Cat wore a different seasonal outfit each day. Tinsel lined the walls above lockers and wreaths were hung on every door. For those who didn't enjoy Christmas; school was not the place to be.

Jade stood in front of her locker, waiting for Beck to return with her coffee. She actually liked Christmas. Maybe my parents will get me a new pair of scissors this year, she thought sarcastically to herself. Of course they wouldn't; they hated her obsession with the potentially dangerous instruments.

She felt unusually drowsy this morning; Cat had spent all last night texting her because her brother had locked himself in a trash can. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that he'd finally resurfaced from the depths of the Valentine family's garbage. It was then that Jade was free to sleep, only to be woken by the demanding beep beep of her alarm clock a few hours later.

She'd considered turning her phone off but came to the conclusion that if she was to ignore Cat, the little redheaded girl would've showed up at her house to ask why. So instead she'd just answered the texts and micro slept between Cat's replies.

"Hey Jade," said a familiar annoying voice from over her left shoulder. She turned to face the dirty spectacles Sinjin wore upon his nose.

"What?" Jade demanded, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows.

"I was wondering if you wanted to see my tooth collect–."

"LEAVE!" Jade interrupted; frightening Sinjin so much that he fell onto the floor of the school hallway. This kind of conversation happened regularly between Jade and whoever she didn't feel like talking to, so nobody had even turned an eye toward the gothic teenage girl and her victim for the day. He'd quickly scrambled to his feet and wove in and out between the groups of students gathered in the hallway, at a fast and uneven pace.

It was then that Beck appeared with her coffee. When he handed it to her she gave him a gentle kiss to say 'thank you' and grinned, revealing no teeth; like always.

"Babe, do you want to come and hang out with me this afternoon?" Beck asked, folding his arms and burying his fingers in his armpits.

"I come over every afternoon anyway, I don't need an invitation." She pointed out, sipping her coffee.

"Right," Beck nodded. "You know I think I should get you a key made."

"Why? I always have my foot as backup if you won't willingly open the door for me." She smirked, batting her lashes.

"True," Beck agreed, chuckling at his bitter girlfriend.

"I'll come over and you can help me make my latest 'What I Hate' video." She said taking a sip of her coffee.

"Sure," Beck replied. It was then that the bell for first period rang; they walked hand in hand down the hall, past the water fountain and into Sikowitz's classroom.

Andre and Tori were already seated and the couple moved to join them. They sat down in the row of chairs behind their friends and Beck placed his arm around Jade's shoulders. Sikowitz entered the classroom, barefoot and sipping the milk from a coconut through a straw. Most of the students had taken their seats now, so Sikotwitz sat down on the edge of the stage.

"Good morning class," Sikowitz said, glancing around at his students. "I was thinking to myself this morning; how cool would it be if someone invented something that kept your feet clean when you walked around barefoot."

"It's called SHOES Sikowitz, get some!" Jade shouted, the class chucked; he merely shrugged.

"Drive-by acting challenge!" Sikowitz called, jumping to his feet. "You're all angry Englishmen! GO." All of his students jumped up ready to participate.

"I insist you tell me who sat on me crumpet!" Robbie called.

"My grand mummy went to the loo while I snogged the Prime Minister." Jade said, pleasantly.

"This flock of Whip-poor-wills is bothering my trousers." Said Andre, smiling; happy with his contribution.

Cat followed Andre with, "Good heavens! There is a dead cockroach in my brassiere!" gesturing to her chest. It was then that Rex shouted "Blimey!" and Beck finished with, "I told you not to put plum sauce on me banger!"

"And, scene!" Shouted Sikowitz, looking pleased with the challenge he had given today. All of his students dawdled back to their seats, smiling and giggling; reviewing their input in the scene.

Tori walked in then, five minutes had passed since the beginning of class but Sikowitz didn't care. She took a seat on the other side of Beck and smiled pleasantly at her friends surrounding her, however, she looked mildly flustered. Before anyone was given the opportunity to ask she explained her late entrance. "Trina made me walk to school, one of her friend's called her with some news and she drove off just as I was walking out of my front door." They all nodded, understanding the situation. Jade, however, laughed out loud at the girl's misfortune, ignoring the glares she then received from Tori.

The rest of Sikowitz's lesson was filled with his students acting out different scenes and him attempting to force them out of character. He'd make weird noises, jump into their scenes, scare them or tickle them. Whatever his choice of method, everyone broke character at some stage and their turn was over. His victims would become disappointed but the spectators were highly amused.

The day progressed slowly, outside a storm was brewing and a cool breeze filled the halls of Hollywood arts. Christmas was coming, so was a snow storm; the kids just didn't know it yet.