Honestly, Frank was slightly indifferent about Christmas, supposedly everybody's favourite holiday of the year. He much preffered Hanukah, the Jewish fesitval of the lights...No, he's not Jewish, but his mom always used to like to celebrate the holiday. Something about her babysitter when she was a kid. So Frank felt it much preferable to wear his Hanukah sweater over the ugly Christmas one the rest of the fifth cohort tried to get him to wear.

Frank glanced over at his girlfriend. Hazel was smiling happily at the rest of the seven, her head still leaning on Frank's chest. Hazel's serene epression was enough to make Frank have a happier oppinion about the "Most wonderful time of the year!"

A/N: okay yes I know frank isn't Jewish, but I feel like he's the most likely candidate out of the seven to be. Sue me. Actually don't. Please.