Drama drama drama. Different flavour tonight, at least.
Have some green. Nothing special.
>The school bell announced recess and the second grade children left for the playground
>On the last day of class before the Winter break, the kids exchanged gifts with their friends and played among the leaves fallen from the bare trees
>8-year old Janna roundsed a corner to see Marco, round face the color of his hoodie, staring across the courtyard, a small wrapped package in his hands
>Janna followed his gaze to Jackie Lynn Thomas, with a self-conscious smile and struggling to keep hold of the gifts bundled in her arms
>As she watched Marco sighed, dropping his hands to his side and walking away dejectedly
>"Hey, Marco, what's up?" she called as she walked up
>Marco started, but looked down as he saw her
>"Hi, Janna." he moped
>"What you got there?"
>"It's a-, a gift for someone."
>"Aren't you going to give it to them?"
>"I don't think they'll like it. And I don't want to bother them."
>"Well I have a present for you!"
>Janna dropped a gift bag in Marco's arms
>He opened it to find a book about martial arts. Thumbing through the pages it had illustrations of techniques and described the ideology of each form
>"I heard you were taking karate lessons and thought you could get something from it."
>"Wow, thanks, Janna! I don't have anything for you though."
>"Aw, don't worry about me. Happy holidays, Diaz!"
>Janna walked away, heart hammering in her chest
>She turned to see Marco catching up to her
>"I know it wasn't meant for you, but I want you to have it." he said, handing her the package. "I think it would suit you."
>She opened it, revealing an olive green knit cap
>"Wow, you really know how to make a girl feel special," she said, voice heavy with sarcasm.
>Before Marco could follow she ran off
>"Dammit, Marco," she pulled the cap onto her head, the brim over her eyes soaking up her tears. "I don't need a present. The only thing I want is you."