Mistletoe
Carl Brown sighed aloud from the corner of the packed room as he watched the annual Christmas party of the neighborhood take place. Carl was seventeen and hated being dragged to this stupid party every year. it was packed with a lot of neighborhood parents and their annoying kids. He just gazed down at his white dress shirt tucked neatly into his matching brown dress pants, as his brown dress shoes tapped along the floor softly. His hazel eyes watched the night just fly by before...