I know I've been terrible at updating this, along with my other fics. Same excuses: laziness, school, things like that. I was just thinking about this story and decided I'd write and post an update, even though I have two exams tomorrow that I should be studying for. Oops, haha. Anyway, after those two and a quiz (as a final) that I have on Tuesday (which I think is open-book), I'll hopefully be able to work on some more updates frequently. I'm also trying to get a job or two this summer to save up for grad school, so I'll try to squeeze in some time. (P.S. I'm only in my sophomore year, so I should have a while to save up. Haha The reason I'm starting early with saving is because I am looking into a combined bachelor's and master's degree in which I'd take some graduate classes during my junior and senior years and they would count toward both my undergraduate and graduate degrees.)

I know reading a Christmas story in May is odd, so this gives you an excuse to listen to some holiday music again!

Okay, enjoy the chapter now (:


"You're gonna fall."

"No. Uh-uh, I'm not. You said yourself that you're bigger. You're more likely to lose your footing." Maya stretched her arm out in an attempt to poke Zig's arm and make him lose his balance.

They were trying to see who could balance themselves on a rather thin, short stone wall that surrounded a local library the longest. Maya's taxi hadn't arrived yet, and despite countless suggestions that it would be fine if he went home, Zig vowed to stay with her until she got home safely.

Zig didn't say anything to his opponent trying to cheat. He instead just scooted over to the right, knowing that her short arms would not be able to reach him.

"Hey, that's not fair," Maya protested. "If you do that, it's practically guaranteed that you'll win."

"I thought you said my freakish large capacity would do me in."

"Hey, I didn't call you fat or anything. You're over-exaggerating just a bit, don't you think? You could still win." Then she said the last part to herself: "Which I'd like."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"No, what was it?" he asked again. "Come on, I can still tickle you and keep my balance. What's that? Oh, look, my hand is getting closer to you. Oh, it's inching even further."

"I said I'd like it if you won."

"Why?"

"Because I think you'd look cute if you won."

"Sorry, I didn't hear you."

"I know you did. You just want to hear it again."

"Why exactly would you think I'm sexy if I won?"

"Cute. I said you'd be cute if you won." She rolled her eyes, then shrugged. "I don't know. I just think you'd have this adorable response and you'd be really happy, even over something dorky, like this."

"Guess we won't ever find out. Such a tragedy." He clutched at his chest in mock despair.

"And why is that?"

"Taxi's here."

"Oh. Well, who wins?"

"This probably could have gone on for much longer, so why don't we just call it a tie and jump down at the same time?"

"Okay, I guess."

"On three. One...two...three!" Zig hopped down ahead of time, leaving Maya standing on the wall.

"Why'd you jump first? It's not a tie anymore?"

"I know. I wanted to be able to tell you that you look sexy when you win." He chuckled. "Even if it's just you getting mad at me for letting you win." He laughed again.

Maya shook her head, picking up her suitcase. Zig put his messenger bag over his shoulder and followed Maya over to the taxi.

"Where are you going?"

"I told you I would wait with you until you were safely home." He glanced from side to side. "This look like your house to you?"

"Why, it does. I actually live in that coffee shop over there." She pointed across the street.

"Oh, so you were already home, but you just wanted to spend some time with me. That's what this whole wall thing was about." He flashed a smile.

"Nice try, lover boy. I've gotta go, though. I'll be fine."

"Okay. Can I have a hug then?" He held his arms out.

Maya put her suitcase down and walked over to Zig, putting her arms around his waist. "Bye," she said when she pulled away, returning to the cab to put her bag in the trunk.

"Forget something?"

"What?" Maya asked.

He grabbed his phone from his pocket and showed it to her, signaling that he wanted her to put her number in it. As Maya rolled her eyes yet again, he walked over to her and handed her his phone.

"You're really annoying, you know that?" Maya asked, handing Zig his phone a few seconds later.

"Wait," Zig asked after a moment. "Which one are you?" He scrolled through his contacts, yet he couldn't find one labeled with Maya's name.

Maya shrugged, a smirk on her face. "I'll see you around," she said, getting into the cab.


I know, a bit of a cliffhanger. I did want to make this longer, but I felt that this would be a nice place to end it. I do enjoy writing for Zaya, especially with how their relationship with one another is in this particular story, so I'll try not to keep you guys waiting too long for an update.

Please review and let me know how you're liking this story so far! (: I have some things planned out and I think you'll like them!

Have a nice day and good luck with your finals (whenever they are).