The Snow Girl

Chapter 19

Kevin's Pov.
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"Come in"

I push open the door after hearing Elizabeth's voice.

Mom told me to help her with whatever questions she had about school. I couldn't believe when she told me that Elizabeth would go to school with me.

I had quickly climbed the stairs, glad and a bit nervous that I can know more about her, now catching a glimpse of her on the carpet made me anxious.

Elizabeth was sitting comfortably writing in a book under the opened window. She seemed to be in a trance as her snow white hair swayed slowly under the wind's caress and her skin glowed a milky white.

She's the perfect image of a snow angel. Beautiful.

A smile tugged at my lips as I came closer.

"Hi. " I said almost in a whisper.  I swallowed hoping she didn't hear my heartbeats. "What are you doing? "

I glanced the book that was seated on her lap. Its cover was intricately made and in the shade of sapphire blue.  It's pages were white with beautiful light blue curls on their edges.

She closed the book as I sat beside her.  On it's cover was her name in the most magnificent writing.

" I was just writing some stuff". She hugged the book closer to her.

"Your book is very beautiful. Where'd you get it?" I asked hoping it was a good start to a conversation.

" It was a gift from my mom." She smiled which made me smile as well.
   
I took a deep breath and tugged at the sleeves of my shirt for some warmth. I wanted to ask so many questions but I wasn't sure what to ask her.

Should I ask about why she loves the cold? Or maybe I can ask her about what she likes to do. Wait- maybe I can ask her about her Village. No, after what I heard from their conversation earlier, it's best I don't ask that. I can't believe I was eavesdropping. I've never usually done it but if I didn't, maybe I wouldn't have ever known she was grieving.

I glanced at Elizabeth who was fumbling with her notebook. She looked so peaceful. I recalled how she helped Gracey at the orphanage.

How could someone who's grieving be so kind and pleasant?

"What is your school like?"

My throat tightened when I met a pair of cerulean eyes," Ugh um" I cleared my throat as if ready to tell a story. She giggled.

It's just an adorable pair of eyes. Why am I so nervous?

As if on que, a chill wind blew across me, allowing the nervousness to drift away a bit." Its pretty cool. I've met some good people." Elizabeth turned slightly towards me in interest.

For the next few minutes I told her about small part of the school's background, about my best friend Ivy, and what we do there and she shared her opinions too. She seemed to love crafting. An area which was one of my major. I guess that's one thing we have in common.

" It sounds really great." She said before sitting and hugging her legs. A sad and distant look crossed her face. For a moment I felt sad and I somehow longed to see the happy face I was looking at before.

" Do you think I can make friends?"she didn't look at me.

Why does she think she can't make friends? Her personality would surely get her friends.

"Of course you can. You just have to- " I sneezed a few times into my shirt,while Elizabeth closed the windows.

" I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were cold. Why didn't you tell me?"

She looked perfectly normal. Her concerned face stunned me as she held out a napkin." I - I don't know".

I remembered her talking to mom about her parents and how she survived the cold snow.

Maybe something happened to her to make her able to tolerate the cold. That's the only sensible idea. Maybe I should ask her.

" Um, how are you able to tolerate the cold?"

"It's a long story." She glanced at her book," Maybe one day I'll get to tell you about it."

A small smile played on my lips,"What about tomorrow?"

She paused for a moment," Sure, I can do that". A contented feeling washed over me. Maybe we can become good friends.

The door opened after a short rap and mom's head popped in. After a good look she smiled," Hope I didn't ruin anything. Just came to say goodnight".

After squeezing Elizabeth and me into a hug, she left. " I should probably get some some sleep" I said feeling a bit cramped.

Before I reached the door, I turned to look at Elizabeth. I got a strange feeling we would be close friends.

" Oh, about making friends, you just have to be yourself".