A/N: Surprise! I have a bonus chapter. Not really, don't get too excited. All it is is a scene that I had originally written one way and then decided it didn't really fit with the plan I had for the fanfic. It focuses too much on Gwen and Heather, and I wanted the fic to be more about Noah and Heather. Regardless, I found it slightly amusing and decided to post it up as bonus chapter, a deleted scene/outtatakes kinda deal.
Actually it's the most important scene in the fic, where Heather stomps out of the resort and then gets "The Christmas Spirit."
I didn't edit it very much, so it might seem a bit rough-drafty. And it might have some differences from the scene that actually made it into the fic. other than, you know, the events that actually didn't happen in the fic.
Also, there's only about, I dunno, half of it that's different. So I hope you don't get too bored and feel like you've already read it.
Anyway, hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 5, Bonus Chapter: A Very Grinchy Outtake (lol, stupid title)
*Heather tells Eva and Lindsay there is no Santa Claus which basically ruins Christmas for them FOREVER. Yada yada etc etc whatever…*
Everyone turned to glare at Heather.
"What's your problem?" said LeShawna.
"Yeah, that was incredibly harsh!" said Trent.
"So?" said Heather. "Somebody had to tell the bimbo. She can't spend her whole life believing in some LIE!"
"Yeah, but you could have done it in a better way," said Gwen.
"Even I admit that was pretty low of you," said Noah
"You know what? Whatever!" said Heather. "You're all a bunch of idiots worked up over some stupid holiday. I much rather go outside and freeze my back-side off than sit here and have self-righteous individuals point their fingers at me."
"Yeah, well you know what! Just go outside and spend Christmas alone like you deserve!" said Gwen. "Might as well get used to it. You'll probably spend every Christmas and everyday of your life like that!
The room fell silent as Heather stared at Gwen in shock.
"Y-yeah…well. It's…"Heather said, lip trembling. She steadied herself and glared at Gwen. "It's better than being with you losers!"
Heather stomped out the front door and slammed it behind her.
Everyone blinked at Gwen who had a sheepish grin on her face.
"Yeah, I guess I overdid it…" she said.
"Stupid…idiotic…moronic. Christmas, puh!" Heather said stomping down the steps. "So I'm going to spend it alone, huh?"
She turned around and yelled at the building.
"WELL IT'S BETTER THAN GETTING STUCK WITH SOME LOSER MUSICIAN WANNABE!"
Heather grumbled and sat down on the ice-covered stairs. She jumped up with a yelp.
"Err, better not do that…" she said, rubbing her now-freezing backside.
"Imagine the nerve of those…PEOPLE." Heather muttered to herself. "Preaching at me like I should just do everything the way they think I should. So what if I hate Christmas? It's my right to do so and if I want to make other people miserable in the process then what's it to them? Jerks…"
Heather stopped mumbling as she noticed an intern hurrying by with a bag of groceries. Something tumbled out of the bag and fell to the ground, unnoticed by the individual.
"Oh yeah…I'll show them. I can do a good deed." Heather muttered. She ran over to the object and picked it up. "Hey, moron! Ya dropped something. HEY!"
But the intern hurried away without stopping to turn around. Heather opened her mouth to yell again but then closed it.
"Oh, whatever…I'm not gonna waste my effort."
So much for a good deed…
Heather looked at the lost grocery.
"Egg nog…"she murmured, reading the label. She smiled.
Then her eyes flew open in horror.
"Oh no! I am not drinking this," she said. "I must find some way to dispose of it!"
But then Heather looked at the Egg Nog once more.
"Well, I…I guess one little sip won't…hurt."
Heather opened the cartoon and took a sip.
"Um…maybe just one more…" Heather trailed off. She tipped the carton into her mouth and guzzled it down.
She smacked her lips.
"Now that is what I call a good Egg Nog," she said, throwing the empty cartoon behind her.
She giggled.
"It's Christmas," she whispered to herself excitedly. "It's Christmas…and I'm freezing. CUZ IT'S SNOWING!!!"
Heather started running around singing "White Christmas". She overall acted like a maniac. For you see, Heather was not drunk…nor was she high. No.
Heather had gotten…The Christmas Spirit.
Just then, another pale-skinned girl exited the resort.
"Look Heather. What I said was pretty harsh but…" Gwen trailed off and stared at the nutcase leaping through the snow. "What are you doing?"
Heather stopped and looked at Gwen.
"HI GWEN!" She yelled happily.
"Uh, hi?" said Gwen.
"Hi!"
"Uh…yeah," said Gwen. "Um, look. I'm sorry about what I said back there—"
"No problem! It's okay!" Heather chirruped happily.
Gwen stared at Heather in confusion. Then she blinked.
"It is?"
"Yep!"
"Oh..kay." said Gwen. "Um...are you alright?"
"Never better!" Heather said with an exaggerated, freaky smile.
"Yeah…uh, maybe we should go inside."
"B-but…it's snowing," Heather said with a pout.
"I see that."
"And I want to play in the snow."
"You…do?"
"Yup!"
"But I thought you hated snow."
"Why would I hate snow?"
"You just said when we were inside…" Gwen trailed off. "Look, are you sure you're okay? I really think we should get inside."
"But…I don't want to."
"Heather, you need to go inside right now!" Gwen said, as if scolding a young child.
"Hey Gwen, guess what?" Heather said, trying to distract her.
"What?"
"It's Christmas…" said Heather.
"Um…yeah."
"MERRY CHRISTMAS GWEN!" Heather yelled, giving the disturbed goth a hug.
"Uh, yeah, thanks," said Gwen, pulling away.
"Christmas! Christmas! ChristmasChristmasChristmas!" Heather sang, dancing around.
"I thought you hated…uh." Gwen babbled. What is going on here?
Gwen observed the normally grouchy teen as she ran around singing Deck the Halls like a little child. Gwen wasn't entirely sure what happened but somehow there was a Christmas miracle and Heather had gotten…
The Christmas Spirit.
"Heh. This is just like A Christmas Carol." Gwen mused.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off.
"Oooh! Shiny!" said Heather.
That's not what I meant…
"Aww…" said Heather with a pout.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off INSIDE GWEN'S HEAD!
"Whoa, that's freaky…" said Heather.
Not literally. She got an idea, dummy.
"Well, you don't have to mean about it."
Shut up!
"Fine!"
Suddenly, Gwen got an idea.
"Hey Heather…"said Gwen.
Heather stopped running.
"Yeeeeeeees?" Heather said creepily, as she slowly turned her head towards Gwen.
"You know what would be a great thing to do?" Gwen said with fake enthusiasm.
"Ooh…whatwhatwhat?" Heather said excitedly. "Tell me tell me!"
"Why don't you go inside and wish everyone a Merry Christmas?" Gwen said with forced cheerfulness. "Maybe you can help them decorate!"
Heather stared at Gwen blankly.
Then Heather's eyes grew big and her face broke out into a huge grin.
"THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!!!!" Heather yelled in Gwen's ear.
"Um…yeah," Gwen said wiggling a finger in her ear.
Heather ran towards the resort as Gwen followed her, confused expression still plastered on her face.
Heather burst into the resort startling several of the other teens.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!!" She yelled, flailing her arms in the air.
Everyone stared at her in shocked surprised. Then they looked over at Gwen who was entering the building behind her. The goth simply shrugged at them in confusion.
"Uh, Heather, are you okay?" LeShawna asked.
"Of course," Heather said. "Why does everyone keep asking that?"
Everyone blinked at her and shrugged. Maybe they all had just imagined that she burst into the room yelling a season's greeting.
Heather danced around like an idiot singing "We Need A Little Christmas."
Maybe not…
"Well, what do you know?" Noah snerked. "Looks like the Grinch really does find Christmas after all."
"Uh, Gwen?" said LeShawna. "What's going on?"
"Don't ask me. She was like this when I found her." said Gwen.
Heather stared around the resort lobby. The tree was only half decorated, several decorations were still in their boxes, a smell of burning cookies was coming from the kitchen, but all the teens were simply sitting around with bummed looks on their faces.
"What's going on here?" said Heather. "The tree needs decorating, the holly needs hanging, the cookies need taking out of oven…ing…"
Heather gasped as she looked at the TV.
"And what's this? You're watching a horror movie!" Heather exclaimed. "You should be watching something Christmas related like It's A Wonderful Life or National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation!"
"We kinda lost the Christmas mood…" said Katie, glaring at Heather accusingly.
Heather gasped.
"Well this can not be! Lose the Christmas mood?" Heather said in shock. "The Christmas mood is not to be lost. Never fear! Santa's Little Helper Is Here!"
"I thought Santa didn't exist." Noah said with a smirk.
"Oh, poor sweet little Noah." said Heather patting him on the head. "Don't listen to what those nonbelievers tell you. Shun them! Shun them I say!"
"Oh…kay."
"Now everyone, just follow me!" said Heather. "I know what to do to get you in the Christmas mood!"
Everyone stared at her. Then they stared at Gwen.
"Why does everyone keep looking at me?" Gwen asked.
"Hey, all we know is she stomped out the door with her Anti-Christmas campaign," said Courtney. "Then YOU went to go get her and now she's Miss Yule Tide Cheer."
"Yeah, well…"
"So, come on guys! Let's get Christmassing!" said Heather.
Everyone looked at Gwen.
"Oh, what the heck?" said the goth. "Let's just go with it. It's better than her normal mood."
Okay, so now this is OFFICIALLY done! Hope everyone enjoyed it! Thanks to everyone who's read/reviewed/favorited/alerted this story.