Chapter 1: Purple Snowflakes
A few years earlier
The snow fell slowly and softly on Lydia's cabin window. Her and her family had gone to Aspen for the holiday vacation and the snow was beautiful. She always wondered how snow came to be. Obviously she would learn that it's a boring, drawn out process in the future, but for now she was young and curious. She had begged her mother to let her go outside but she always said no. So that's when she decided to sneak out. She had to play in the snow, it didn't snow back in Beacon Hills, where she was from, so this was the only chance she had.
Once she got outside, the cold air was a rush but it was amazing. She had never felt so free. She loved summer, but winter was rare in her book so she had to make it last. She ran all over and found herself falling back-first into the snow. While she was down she made a little snow angel. When she got up to look at it, a little boy stood before her. She recognized this boy, he went to school with her back home.
"Stiles Stilinski? What're you doing here?"
"I'm on a vacation with my dad. What're you doing here?"
"Going on what is probably the last full family vacation. How did you afford such a nice cabin? These are pretty exclusive." Lydia motioned to the cabins around them.
"My dad thought it would be good to get out a little since my mom...you know..."
"Yeah."
Stiles' mother had passed away last month and he has been a bit of a loner ever since. People say he has to take medication because he has panic attacks. It's sad that anyone would have to go through that especially not in 3rd grade.
"So, are you making snow angels?"
"Yeah, but I'm done now so..."
"Well do you wanna try making an igloo?"
Lydia smiled, she had never made an igloo before, and she was more than happy to try!
"Sure!"
They grabbed piles and piles of snow and eventually made the perfect igloo. She was proud of their igloo even thought it looked a tiny bit lop-sided if you looked at from the right angle. But who cares? It was awesome!
"Lets go inside of it!" Lydia chirped.
Stiles nodded and took her hand to lead her into the cold ice cave. Stiles got out a small blanket from one of his humongous pockets in his oversized jacket.
"Where on earth did you get a blanket?"
"My dad bought me a 'survival jacket' it comes with all this cool stuff including this blanket!"
He laid the blanket on the snow then sat down on it and invited Lydia to join him. Once she was comfy she laid on his shoulder.
"This was really fun."
"Yeah."
"You're fun to hang out with Stiles."
"You are too."
They laughed a little bit and decided to head their separate ways, but not before Lydia gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She waved at him before she went inside and as soon as she closed the door, her mother grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Honey! Where on earth have you been?!"
"I went to go play with Stiles."
"Who?"
"Stiles, Stiles Stilinski. The sheriff's son. Him and his dad are here too. We go to school together."
Her mother rolled her eyes with a hint of relief.
"Well, are you going to talk to this boy from now on? Are you friends now?"
"Eh, I don't know. I never really talked to him before. But maybe."
Her mother nodded and helped her get into some comfy clothes before dinner. Her dad had been asleep so she didn't have to worry about getting in trouble with him too. But the rest of the vacation was a disaster. Her parents fought day and night, never bothering to talk to her. And the last night they were there, she heard them yell at each other
"I WANT A DIVORCE! I HATE YOU!"
She knew this trip wasn't going to end well. She hated winter.
