Kyle had always been a very ambitious person about life.

Every celebration, birthday party, karaoke session, soccer drill- you name it. He was always the hype-giver of the group.

But this Christmas, everything seemed to be exactly the same.

The decorations seemed to be lazily put up. The music playlists weren't different. The food was exactly the same as last year's.

Everything just seemed so... generic.

And even though Kyle had gotten everything he had wanted for Christmas, something still felt a little bit off, like something was missing.

As he went up to his room to play on his new ukulele, he decided to text all of his friends Merry Christmas, as he usually did every year. It was a tradition to him; something to rebuild relationships and to connect over the simple things in life.

But as he was scrolling through his contacts, a new one showed up.

Holly.

He had gotten her number from a friend as a joke; being told to prank her over text just for kicks and then to leave it at that.

But he never did prank her.

Instead, he saved her number, just because.

He always had a sense of respect for her after one random phone call they had together, where he insisted on calling her Holly and not Holland.

Holland was her original name, but Holly just felt right. Not only was it festive, but it suited her personality too.

And now that Kyle was texting all of his friends, it didn't seem like such a bad idea to reach out to her.

For Holly, Christmas Day wasn't a time of joy and happiness.

It was a painful time to be reminded of the people who had families who accepted them, who spent time with them and didn't just ignore those who needed less attention to get by.

This Christmas, like many others, she would spend alone.

She was away in her room, spending time listening to music and reading her books as always, until a message from an unknown number popped up on her phone.

She squinted, reading it in her head.

"Merry Christmas, Holly!!"

That was all it said.

But all of a sudden, things didn't seem so bad this Christmas after all.

She replied within seconds, wondering who this person could be that she felt like she had known forever.

They hit off right away.

Two hours later, they both had to part for dinner, but something inside of both of them had changed forever.

When Kyle and Holly got back to talking to each other after eating dinner, they realized that they both had so much in common with each other - everything from how they were raised to the sports they liked to their favorite color. And the best part? Their birthdays were only seven days apart.

They had both already decided that each other was the best Christmas present Santa could have given them, but they didn't tell each other that.

In fact, they didn't even tell their parents about one another.

To them, they would just be another set of immature teens doing things because of feelings.

But to the twins, they knew that they were mature enough to know how to put feelings aside and to think straight.

And the thing about having someone exactly like you that is mature enough to listen and let you talk to them about the things you wouldn't tell anyone else is that it increases the amount t of trust between you so greatly.

It had been about five days since Christmas Day, and Holly was going through some mental difficulties.

"hey, how you doin?"

"i'm doing fine."

"holly. how do you feel?"

"i just... nevermind. i feel fine."

"hey. it's okay if you want to talk about something. i'm not going to judge you, judging is a sin."

"but you will judge me. you'll never be able to look at me the same way ever again, and i don't want that."

"hey."

"no secrets?"

And from that point on, the two independent teens became one joined force in unity.

"it's just..."

"there's been a lot of drama at school lately with my ex."

"he keeps posting things on insta and i hate looking at them because that's not what happened, he makes himself look victim, like he didn't cuss me out."

"and i can't get away from it. even in school, guys are constantly flirting with me, my closest friends too. it's like there's nobody there."

"and my family likes to read books with dirty things and listen to uncensored and impure music and they think i'm weird for not being like them and it hurts."

"it hurts to not fit in. it hurts to be rejected by everyone. it hurts to not be accepted into your own family, forget about school."

"i just hate it. all of it. i wish i didn't have to go through this."

"hey."

"it's gonna be okay."

"you have to trust me."

"i do trust you. a lot. but that doesn't change what happens outside of our conversations."

"you're right. listen, i've been where you are right now. i've had the same thoughts, listened to the same music, all of it. "

"granted, i didn't have the school drama, but i truly understand where you're coming from."

After Kyle gave part of his advice on the subject, they continued to talk for another half hour about life.

And then it was Kyle's turn.

"hey, no secrets applies to me too, and i want to get some things off of my chest."

And at that moment, Kyle started sharing his own personal secrets with Holly, the ones you hold close to you that you don't even tell your own parents about.

And they both felt a lot better afterwards.