Welcome to the Wattpad Block Party - Winter Edition III!
Round FIVE of this popular event is coming your way the entire month of February 2017 and it's going to be epic! The invites have started to roll out and everyone from your all time favo...
The third Winter Edition of the Block Party has sure been an incredible ride so far – how amazing have all the posts been so far? And there's still so much more to come, and I'm excited to reveal a sneak peek into my story for the upcoming Snow anthology.
My story in the anthology is titled 'Fawn'. When 16-year-old Freddie is publically disgraced at school, his outraged father takes the broken family to a cabin to escape the shame of his son being gay. Believing that there is something wrong with loving someone of the same sex, Freddie snaps during a meal on Christmas Eve and runs away from the cabin and straight into a snow storm. Lost in a foreign place, he soon stumbles across the village of Yuleburg. Every year, they celebrate the arrival of Saint Nicholas as he flies over to greet the villagers. Tonight's the night he's coming, but for Freddie to be able to witness the magic of Christmas, he must first believe in the magic of who he is and who he loves.
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EXCLUSIVE WATTPAD BLOCK PARTY SNEAK PEEK
CHAPTER 1: FAMILY
Snow laminated the horizon. The sky wept white tears, mourning over the stretches of frozen trees and hills. The entire winter scene seemed as though there was no end, as if the road would stretch on forever and ever.
Slates of ice rolled down a thin river next to a lonesome road where the silence was only broken by a single car. Frost crept up from the corners of the car windows. A boy in the backseat, no older than sixteen, pressed his hand against the glass and felt the cold that seeped through his skin. He gazed longingly outside, a barely audible gasp escaped from his throat. The window fogged up slightly because of it.
Using his sleeve, he wiped away the steam to once again see the wonderland before him. There were no animals or people in sight, only the family that accompanied him in the cold of the car. He kept his back to them, pressing so hard against the rusty door that at any moment, it could have swung open. The boy was not totally against the idea.
A silence suspended the family, filled only by the sounds of the wheels crushing the snow on the road. There was no radio playing in the background with a happy Christmas song, or conversation to thwart the awkward ambience that existed within the family vehicle.
Only once or twice a cough would cut through the quiet. He receded into his puffy coat, placed his arms across his chest and pulled his red hat further over his forehead. For the most part, it concealed his lengthy brown hair, the fringe brushed to the side to avoid curling too far down his face. He rubbed the little flick at the tip of his nose.
His eyes, a wood-like brown, were transfixed on the tall, slender trees that confined the car to the straight and narrow road. He tried to pay attention to their individuality, but all he could see were the same bare branches pointing towards the sky, where a sheet of snow covered any sunlight from shining down.
