It was early in the morning up in Snow Town, located in the Rocky Mountains. 14 year old Slash stirred in his sleep under a few thick patchwork quilts. His mom knocked on the quietly on his wooden door to wake him, and he opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was how warm it was under the quilts, and how cold the air was; he really didn't feel like getting up yet. "Slash, honey, are you up?" his mom called through the door. "Yeah, I'm up." He mumbled. He sat up in bed and wrapped a still-warm quilt around his shoulders. He glanced sleepily out the window and saw a gray sky with snow falling rapidly, yet silently. He had another dream about that girl last night. She was always crying, and all he wanted was to comfort her, find out what was wrong and dry her tears. And the problem was, the only thing he knew about the person was that it was a she. It was endlessly torturing him and invading his dreams. He sighed and shivered slightly in the chilly morning air. He slid out of bed onto the cold carpet and started to dress. As he pulled his black turtle neck with red and blue trim, he remembered and smiled: snowboard day in Phys Ed.
"Come on, Linda!" 14 year old Jam shouted over his shoulder. 15 year old Linda, decked out in her usual red with black trim outfit with white gloves was snowboarding behind him and caught up quickly with a fan she had been saving. Snowboards were the quickest way to get around Snow Town; the teens used them frequently. "I'm right here, whatcha talking about!" she yelled playfully. "C'mon, we gotta get to Slash's place before he leaves for school!" Jam shouted back. Linda laughed. "Don't worry, he's never on time."
Slash groaned and yanked on his yellow and blue snow boots. "I'm gonna be late…" he muttered tensely. He ran into the kitchen. "Mom, I'm going to be snowboarding after school." He glanced at his watch. 8:25am glared back at him as red digits. "I'llseeyoulater!" Slam. Mrs. Kamei tapped a wooden spoon lightly into the palm of her hand, watching the door thoughtfully and thinking, "That boy…." Suddenly the door burst open and Slash charged in, looking around wildly. He dashed forward and snatched up what he was looking for: a sky blue level 3 balance board. "Slash, what…?" "Byemomloveyou!" Slam. She half shrugged and turned back to her cooking pot.
Jam snickered and tossed up a hard, grey snowball. Linda was kneeling on the ground and rapidly creating snowballs and filling two buckets full with them, occasionally moving from spot to spot to find fresh snow. Both were concealed by a few evergreen trees covered in snow which was continuously falling. "There he is!" Jam reported to Linda. "He just stepped out of his house. Wait till he starts moving on his board." They each grabbed a tin bucket, got onto their snowboards, and started after Slash.
Slash rapidly speeded down the gently sloping hill toward school. He whizzed past houses, shops, buildings, trees, muttering, "ohman ohman ohma-" SMACK! He yelled and attempted to brush of snow, which slipped down his jacket and soaked his shirt. "What in the-?" He saw Linda and Jam, two of some of his closest friends cracking up. He didn't know whether to kill them or laugh. He chose the latter. "You two better be ready for a beating!" he yelled, scooping up some snow and hitting Linda square in the face. "Kyaaaaaaaaa!" she screamed. Slash and Jam howled with laughter at the look on her face. "Slaaaaaaash! I had all my makeup on perfect! Slash laughed. "You're such a snob. Catch me if you can!" They got off their boards and started a severe snowball fight, which ended in Slash tackling Jam and rubbing snow in his face and Slash tackling Linda and then realizing what he did. He jumped off of Linda, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks at what he just did. Normally it wouldn't matter, but… "Hey Slash man! You're face is looking kinda red. You ok?" "Yeah, totally, man. It's just, the cold." He looked at his watch. 8:37. "Dang, you guys, we gotta move. Mrs. Midorikawa is going to have our butts for this…" They hastily jumped on their boards and burst into the classroom at 8:42.
"You three are late." Mrs. Midorikawa said, annoyed.