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Author's Note: I'm not really sure why I haven't shamelessly advertised my crack and fanon club on DA, the TDI-Fanon-Club, on here before... Hmm. Well, if you like this fic, you obviously love crack and fanon, making you perfect to join on it!
This little finale... It's... A little different. More like my C&F Week entry this year, Stereotype. And hey, what do y'know? The same five pairings... Weird. And I don't care if I'm breaking the rules. It's already way after Christmas, so :P
Welp, enjoy! (:
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"I can't believe you made me stay up for this," Noah mumbled, crossing his arms in frustration, "Can I at least have my book back?"
"Mmmm, NOPE!" Izzy giggled, tossing his book to the other side of the room. "Now, SSSHH! They're about to do it!" she whispered, snuggling up closer to Noah as she stared intently at the television across from them.
"5...4...3...2..."
Before the anchorwoman got to one, Izzy grabbed Noah and kissed him. After a moment, he pulled away, confused. "Izzy, you're supposed to wait until they say one..." he told her.
"I know," she grinned cheekily, "I just couldn't wait," she shrugged, cuddling up to him.
"Oh, boy," Noah muttered, "This is going to be one crazy year."
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"Alejandro, what was that for!" Heather exclaimed, trying to wipe away her furious blush and his annoying smirk.
"Ah, mi amor," Alejandro started, "I didn't want just a perfect beginning to my year..."
Heather glowered. How dare he kiss her? He hated her! And she hated him! That's how things were.
"I wanted the perfect end to this one too," he finished, taking her soft hands in his.
"An-And how does kissing me giving you e-either?" Heather asked, barely able to get the words out. As much as she tried to deny, being around him took her breath away.
"I think we both know the answer to that," he whispered, bring his warm lips to her own for another wonderful New Year's kiss.
This was going to be a great year. They could just feel it.
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"So, uh," DJ started, trying to make up small talk. They were out at New York's famous square, anxiously awaiting the new year, "Any New Year Resolutions?" he asked.
"Do you have any?" she asked.
"Well, I guess I'm going to try to be stronger," DJ said thoughtfully, "Not physically, but y'know... Emotionally, I guess."
Eva smirked, "I like that."
"What about you, Eva?" DJ asked, curious.
She bit her lip, "My therapist suggested I... He thought I should listen to my other feelings that aren't anger. So..."
DJ smiled, "That sounds good," he replied, right as the ball dropped and fireworks went shooting into the sky.
Eva took in a deep breath and grabbed DJ, planting a kiss firmly on his lips. At his confused, yet not unhappy response, she said, "I thought I'd try it out," she shrugged.
"It's good you're following your resolution," DJ finally got out.
Eva rolled her eyes, but her grin stayed, "It's not like anyone remembers those after the second week in January," she pointed out.
DJ shrugged and kissed her again.
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"Happy New Year, Gwen!" Cody exclaimed.
"It's not the new year just yet," Gwen pointed out.
"Well, it's almost!" he replied.
Gwen shrugged, returning to her drink. She looked back up again, to see that Cody hadn't left yet, "Still here?"
"Problem?" Cody raised an eyebrow.
Gwen shrugged, "I don't know why I'm here... I don't even have anyone to kiss tonight..." she muttered.
At this, Cody perked up, "Me neither! I've got a solution to both our problems..."
Gwen looked up at him quizzically, knowing exactly what he was about to say. Before she could reply, the countdown started and faster than it started, it was over.
Cody waggled an eyebrow and Gwen couldn't help but laugh. She quickly leaned over and pecked him on the lips, "Happy New Year, Cody."
He grinned. "You too," he replied. He couldn't help but think how the coming year was going to be awesome.
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"Here's to a better New Year full of success and happiness," Trent said, raising his glass of apple cider to his toast. The others at his table quickly followed him.
"To the New Year!" Lindsay giggled, clinking her glass with the other's.
"To the New Year," Trent smiled, sipping his sparkling cider.
"This year is gonna be a good year," Lindsay grinned at her boyfriend.
"Yeah?" Trent replied, "Why?"
"I'll have you, won't I?" she asked coyly, taking a sip of her drink.
Trent grinned at her, then realized the clock, "Five..."
"Four..." Lindsay continued.
"Three..."
"...Um," Lindsay started, "Oh, two!"
"One," Trent said and in a beat, his lips were on hers, giving her a warm, gentle kiss.
She was right. It was going to be a good year.
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Hmm... I really like how this turned out. Blarg :/
Welp, Happy New Year, y'all! (: