Carly
I scream happily, throwing my arms up. The sled shoots down the slope, whisking past nearby trees. Wind hits my face, and snow flurries around my icy blue eyes. Behind me, I hear 'Janet' complaining.
"Oh gawd! My old lady back hurts! Carly, I think I'm going to sit this one out."
"You're already sledding!" I counter, turning around to look at him.
"Tyler is sledding, not sexy ass Janet!" Tyler grins at me. I roll my eyes and face forward again. A huge bump is now visible.
"BUMP!" I squeal excitedly.
"EEEEEEEK!" 'Janet' screams. I feel myself hit the ground again, and notice the end approaching. Not yet, I shut my eyes, and take in the final moments. Tyler slides down next to me. He scooches to one side, and pats the empty space. I sit next to him, and giggle.
"We should come here more often," Tyler breaks the comfortable silence.
"Yeah, it was really fun here, today," I agree, smiling at today's memories.
"Janet was such a complainer today!" I laugh.
"She's a real pain in the ass!" Tyler jokes. I lightly punch his arm.
"Carly?" Tyler seems serious now.
"Yeah?"
"We've been best friends for a long time, now..." Tyler tilts my chin towards his face. I feel myself begin to blush. We begin to lean in, then finally lock lips. After a few minutes, we pull away, staring at each other.
"Tyler," I breathe.
"I'm sorry," he looks down.
"No, I liked it," I smirk.
"You did?" Hope flashes in Tyler's eyes.
"Yes."
"Well, I liked it too," he says awkwardly.
"Does this mean you... like me?" I tilt my head.
"I always have, Carly."
"Yes," I answer.
"Yes, what?"
"I figured you were going to ask me out, and the answer is yes," I explain.
"You can read my mind, I swear!" Tyler smiles wide, flinging some snow at me.
"Maybe I can," I look up at him, then place my lips on his again.
Fluffy snow flurries through the air, along with a sprinkle of love, to spice things up. As the sun sets, the lovers race back to the car, hand-in-hand, and here; a new story of long-lasting love begins. And it all started with some soft snow, and a little bit of fun.
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