It was my freshman year at St. Johns University. Everything was going fine; I had loads of friends, and family that loved me. Your typical College freshman. By the end of the fall term, my grades were above average, and colleges were well known for their extended winter vacations. I was looking forward to spending a couple of weeks off campus and with my family. I sat by my bedroom window and watched as the first snow fall of the season came gently falling to the ground. Then I heard a soft knocking at my door. "Who is it?" I called, too lazy to open the door myself. "Hey, It's me Stacey" I heard the voice at the door reply. "Just a second!' I yelled. Now, I knew she was coming over, but I had no clue she would be here so soon, so I was running around the room picking up dirty socks and other things off the floor, so as to clean up a little bit you know. "Okay, it's safe to come in now!' I said. I heard her laugh before she opened the door, and as she walked in I couldn't help but staring. She was as beautiful as ever, and whenever I see her I can't help but get tongue tied. As she walked in, she was looking around to see how my mad-dash clean up went. "Hmm, not bad" she said, "At least you clean up better than my brother" she said teasingly. I couldn't help but smile. Her brother and I went way back, to 1St grade at least. The summers we spent together playing under the sun, good times, good times. Then Stacey's sweet voice brought me back to reality. I was meaning to ask her out sometime, but I never got around to doing it. When she spoke all I heard was gibberish, and I couldn't help but wonder what I was waiting for, opportunity only knocks once. Anyways, I shoved those thoughts to the back of my head because I noticed she had stopped talking and wondered why. "So you're coming?" she asked. Then I said the smartest thing in my life, "What?" "You guys never change do you?" she said, obviously frustrated. "I'm sorry" I said, trying to think up of a fast excuse. "I was just looking at your hair" I lied. She totally bought it. "You like it?" she asked "I'm trying out different styles and colors, though I don't think this one goes with my personality type." I was trying to figure out how any color could not match with her. She was clearly blessed in the looks department. "So, where were we going again?" I asked. "Oh yeah" She said, losing interest in her hair, "My brother wanted me to ask you if you wanted to go to Colorado with him for a week or 2." "Who's going?" I asked, wanting to see if it was anyone I knew. "Well, I'm going, and some friends from Camp." "Camp?" I asked. "Camp… I meant Campus" she said a little nervously. "He won't give any names or anything; He says he wants it to be a surprise." Well, you see the problem here is, I don't know how to ski, so I was doubtful at first, but I wanted to get away from New York, and relax a little bit. Little did I know there wouldn't be any relaxing going on.. "Sure, I'll go" I said. Sure, I didn't know how to ski, But Stacey was going, and that was all that mattered. "Oh, one sec, my mom's on the phone" said Stacey. "Sorry Jason but I have to go now, my mom doesn't like me going to a boy's house for too long." And so the beautiful, Stacey, walked out the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts once again.