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I heard someone whistle. I turned around to see Dante, sitting in the pink monstrosity of a table. I walked over.
"Damn Girl. Those legs." He commented.
"Well I work here so get used to them." I told him.
"I already have." He said smirking.
"Perv," I grumbled. Than Gene walked in. He saw me and blushed, so did I.
"H-hey," He stuttered.
"H-hey" I stuttered like him. He sat beside Dante. Everything was awkward between us since yesterday.
"(Y/N)! It's time for the performance!" Lena called. I nodded and ran to the back, leaving Gene and Dante confused.
Our host came out and said this:
Ladies and Gentleman! Once a year we hold a performance. So if you're here, well aren't you lucky! Now let's welcome miss (Y/N)!!!! Since it's almost Christmas we're doing a Christmas themed song.
I came out with the Santa dress along with a Santa hat. I was welcomed with a cheer. I smiled and started: (Play the song) ******************
Santa, tell me if you're really there?
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares?
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
Feeling Christmas all around
And I'm tryna play it cool
But it's hard to focus when I see him walking 'cross the room
"Let It Snow" is blasting out
But I won't get in the mood
I'm avoiding every mistletoe until I know
It's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy
Santa, tell me if you're really there?
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares?
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
I've been down this road before
Fell in love on Christmas night
But on New Year's Day I woke up and he wasn't by my side
Now I need someone to hold
Be my fire in the cold
But it's hard to tell if this is just a fling
Or if it's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy
Santa, tell me if you're really there?
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares?
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
Oh, I wanna have him beside me like oh-oh-oh
On the 25th by the fireplace, oh-oh-oh
But I don't want a new broken heart
This year I've got to be smart
Oh, baby
If ya won't be, if ya won't be here!
Santa, tell me if you're really there?
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares?
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if you're really there?
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares?
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year
*****************************
The crowd burst into loud applause and cheering. Including Gene and Dante. I smiled and bowed, causing my adorable Santa hat drop. I picked it up and I quickly walked down off the stage and changed back into my regular maid outfit/uniform.
"That was amazing (Y/N)!" Dante exclaimed.
"I never knew you sang that well." Gene remarked. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
"Plus you looked good in that Santa dress." He muttered.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Nothing." He he quickly denied. Ok that was slightly weird.......
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