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Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Amanda’s P.O.V

I walked through the inch of snow that was now resting on the sidewalks and grass. I smiled. It looked so beautiful. Over the weekend, we had gotten and inch of snow, and it looked so wonderful! I was beginning to wonder if we were going to get any snow at all. But of course we were. We were in the middle of Wisconsin after all. Wisconsin was known for some harsh winters and lots of snow. It was almost weird not to have any snow.

I listened to the snow crunching under my shoes and welcomed the sound. The only downside, was that I couldn’t wear my flats in winter. But, that was it. The only downside was that I couldn’t wear a type of shoe. Winter is my favorite season for more than one reason. I guess it always has been because it was the time that my brothers would really play with me outside. They would take me sledding, and I could watch them do stupid stunts off high things; including our roof once.

I got to the school and walked over to Bekah. She was standing on the snow in front of the school, her head tilted back, her tongue out, trying to catch snowflakes. Her reddish brown hair was covered with white flakes of snow, and her eye lashes had a few.

“Catch any?” I asked her when I was next to her.

She moved her head back to it’s normal position and smiled at me. “No, but I will.”

“Okay, well, have at it.” I told her, starting to walk inside.

“Wait! Anda! Tu-” she started.

However, she was cut off by something cold, wet, and hard hitting the back of my head and neck. I shivered as it melted down into the back of my shirt and spun around, being greeted by three different sets of laughter. Dylan, Henry, and Ethan were standing about ten feet away laughing. I knew Dylan was the one who threw the snowball because his sleeves were rolled up, and his hands were still in the air dripping with melted snow.

“You dummy! Now my shirt’s wet!” I yelled at him before stomping off at his reaction of laughing harder. What a dummy. Now I’m probably going to get cold in AP history. Not to mention that the back of my shirt would be wet because of the snowball for a while.

I got to my locker before sensing someone next to me. I turned, seeing Bekah coming with a smile on her face. She leaned up against the locker next to mine and grinned. “That was pretty funny! You didn’t even see it coming!” she said happily.

I sent her a look. “It was not funny! I’m wet now!” I whined, opening my locker.

“Oh, so you’re wet now?” Bekah asked. When I looked over at her, she was wiggling her eyebrows at me. I twisted my face into a disgusted one. “Oh come on! That was classic!” her face turned serious, and she dropped her voice and leaned into me. “Besides, we both know you like the guy. I still remember when you told me.”

I nodded. I had told her. Over Thanksgiving break I told her over the phone. It was right after he had apologized to me in the mall. I ended up talking about him for at least twenty minutes straight, so she connected the dots and questioned me about liking him. That was when I admitted it. I did like him. I actually admitted it to myself and someone else. It was kind of a shock at the time.

“So you can’t give me a disgusted look about it. Well, you can about that certain thing, but seriously, when I tease you about that stuff, the better reply is to just roll your eyes. Ready? Try it out. Roll your eyes…now!” she said, looking at me with a grin.

I rolled my eyes at her for her stupid antics and not because she told me to. It just caused her to laugh. “You know I didn’t roll my eyes because I wanted you to.”