For so long, winter break had seemed so far away, but one day, it finally came. The sunday before the break officially started, Amelia invited everyone over to make cookies. Zak and Lexis couldn’t make it, but Quinn said they would be over in a few minutes. In about twenty minutes, Quinn showed up at Amelia’s house. They greeted Amelia with a big smile on their face, even hugging her after stepping inside.
“Hi Quinn, excited to make cookies?” Amelia laughed.
“Of course, but more importantly, I have to show you something!” Quinn exclaimed.
“What is it?” Amelia asked, very curious as to what had gotten Quinn so excited.
Quinn grabbed her hand and pulled her to the backyard. “A little cold out here, right?”
“I guess, yeah.”
“Well not cold enough apparently. Hey, close your eyes.”
“Close my eyes?” Amelia smiled, complying.
“Yeah. No peeking.”
“I won’t,” Amelia promised.
“Alright.”
It was quiet for a moment. All of a sudden, Amelia felt drops of cold water on her skin. “Can I open my eyes?” Amelia asked.
“Yes,” Quinn smiled.
When Amelia opened her eyes, she saw snowflakes falling only over her head. A big grin spread across her face. Quinn had made it snow for her. “Quinn!” Amelia gasped. “You did it!”
Quinn nodded, laughing and smiling over their accomplishment. Amelia ran over and hugged them. “Good job,” Amelia spoke into Quinn’s coat. “Now let’s go inside. It’s cold out here.”
They went inside and Amelia went over into the living room. While Quinn waited for her to come back into the kitchen, they removed their coat and held it. Suddenly, Christmas music started to play from the living room, and Quinn raised their eyebrows. Amelia entered the kitchen, laughing at Quinn’s reaction. “Do you like Christmas music?”
“It’s fine, it just came out of nowhere,” Quinn grinned. “So what kind of cookies are we making?”
Amelia gestured to the counter full of baking supplies and ingredients. “All of them,” Amelia smiled.
“Oh wow, okay. Are we gonna eat some of each kind?” Quinn asked hopefully.
“Of course. Why would I ask you to help me make cookies if we weren’t gonna eat any, huh?” she smiled. “Ready to get started?”
“Um, yeah. I don’t really know how to bake that well.”
“It’s okay. All you have to do is follow the recipes.” Amelia pulled a little pile of recipes from the counter and fanned Quinn with them. “What do you say we make some cookies?”
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Handy Hiding Place (NaNoWriMo 2014)
Teen Fiction[PG13] When Amelia uncovers a mysterious object at the beach, she doesn't know what powers it possesses. She doesn't know that, because of this object, she will make three new friends. As the four friends decode the object's clues, none of them know...
