Hello everyone! This is my first story ever here and I hope you really enjoy it. I know that this whole 'trapped together in a storm' has been done before, but I'm hoping my version is a little different. I have decided to have this set in modern times with some settings taken from the Green Gables Fables webseries universe. I hope you all stick around for the entire story and I can't to see your response!

Chapter 1:

Anne Shirley looked across the kitchen table at her partner Gilbert Blythe. Unfortunately, she had not chosen the boy sitting across from her, and the odds had certainly not been in her favor when their History teacher decided to randomly draw the pairs for the project. So now here she sat in her kitchen with Gilbert Blythe.

Outside the snow was falling, and had plans of continuing well into the night. There was already two feet on the ground with many more to come. Both had already experienced Canadian winters, but this one was supposed to be the worst winter in centuries.

"Well I'm going to head home." Gilbert said. "We can finish the rest during free period tomorrow."

"Sounds good." She replied shortly.

He gathered his things trying to be quick to avoid the awkward silence.

'Bzzzzz'

Both of their phones went off simultaneously. The buzz, a storm warning.

'Storm Warning: Temps to fall to -20 Celsius. Approx 3 feet of snow to come. Driving ban in townships including Regina, Rouleau, Wilcox, Avonlea, Milestone, and Kayville '

'Great.' He sighed. "I'll see you tomorrow Anne."

"Where are you going?"

"Home. I want to avoid the storm."

"Well I hate to break it to you, but the storms already here. Besides, didn't you read that there's a driving ban?"

"I did, but I just want to get home."

"Yeah, you're going to freeze out there and then you'll get arrested for disregarding the driving ban."

"Well then what do you suggest I do?!"

"Stay here until the storm breaks. I may not be your biggest fan, but I'm not going to let you freeze to your death. Besides, Marilla would kill me if I did."

"How kind. Where are the Cuthberts any how?"

"Marilla is volunteering at the shelter in Rouleau...I doubt she'll be able to get back here by tonight. Matthew is in Wilcox for something work related."

"And they left you home alone?" He said with trying to keep from laughing.

"I would watch your words, I could still leave you out to freeze."

"Yeah whatever."

"I'm going to make some food if you want some."

"Sounds good."

Anne rustled around the kitchen trying to find a meal that both her and Gilbert would enjoy. The fridge still held leftovers of last nights dinner, which she hoped would suffice for now. She prayed that this storm would pass quickly; not only did she not want to be stranded with Gilbert Blythe, but she was unsure if they would have enough food to last them more than a few days.

She finally settled on the leftover stew that Marilla had made last night. She warmed the stove and watched carefully to avoid burning their meal. She hadn't spoken to Gilbert much, opting to text Diana instead of dealing with a conversation, but she knew that sooner or later she would have to start conversation.

Despite her coldness to him, Gilbert still attempted to make conversation with Anne. He didn't think he could bear an evening with her if it were filled with silence and misery.

"It smells nice….what are you cooking?" Gilbert asked interrupting her thoughts.

"Marilla made stew last night, I'm just warming it up."

"That sounds delicious. I'm sure it'll keep us warm in this weather." He replied. "Do you need any help?"

"I'm fine."

"Okay. I guess I'll just finish my math assignment."

They ate in silence, both focusing on the stew on their plates. Gilbert would occasionally glance at Anne, who was preoccupied with her phone. He knew she was avoiding him, still adamant on ignoring him as punishment for their first encounter, but he couldn't help but to try and make amends. That was why he offered to do the washing up and even cleared the table. He knew that, that alone wouldn't get him into her good graces, but hopefully it was a start.

The snow was still falling while they watched tv, occasionally the news ticker would slide across the screen with closings and weather warnings. They had learned that the entire Avonlea school district was closed meaning they had more time to work on their project.

By 11pm, Anne had set up the sofa for Gilbert to sleep on and made her way up to her room. She was surprised at how little she bickered with her nemesis. She was also surprised at how poised and kind he was being despite him being stuck in a storm with her. Shaking her head, she got ready for bed and hoped that the snow would soon cease.

Sleep wouldn't come, she was restless. Her window let in a draft giving her a chill, keeping her from sleeping. By 2am, she had completely given up and gathered her blankets and pillow to sleep on the love-seat in the living room. Gilbert had already claimed the sofa and was probably sound asleep in front of the fire. She scurried down the stairs and found him asleep on the sofa.

She looked at him for a split second and couldn't help but stare. He looked so peaceful asleep. The light and shadow of the fire across from him gave him a mysterious air. Shaking her head, she placed her blankets and pillows down and tried to fall back asleep. But still, her thoughts kept moving to the boy laying on the sofa next her. She turned her body to face him; still asleep, she got a tempting idea.

Getting up from the love seat, she crept over to him and knelt so that she was in front of his face. She stroked his face and could feel the light stubble. She traced his features lightly before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Feeling a little more daring after the first kiss, she kissed his lips. To her surprise she felt a puff of air come from his mouth and his lips responding. She felt his hand tangled in her hair and hers in his. Soon he pulled her upright so that she could sit on his lap. Her legs straddling him, skin touching, and the heat rising, they lost control.

The kiss went on until they both needed air.

"What was that?" She murmured.

"All I remember is waking up to your lips on mine..."

"Sorry. We can pretend that it never happened."

"If that's what you want?"

She nodded and rushed back to her side.

He didn't argue, didn't breathe a word. He could only think of her lips on his and how the redhead who had infiltrated his life woke him up in the best way possible. Sleeping was impossible now.

The next morning, with school cancelled and the driving ban still up, Anne and Gilbert were once again stranded together. When Anne looked out of the window, she could see the effect of the snow; Gilbert's car nearly submerged beneath the snow, the barn doors sealed shut by the ever growing mound of snow. With more snow on the forecast, they would no doubt be stuck here. For much of the morning, she avoided him like the plague, so when he was in the bathroom she made herself a quick breakfast and scurried up to her room. The closest to conversation they got was when Anne offered him meals. But this couldn't last, they would be stuck together until the ban was lifted or until she went crazy and banished him to the frigid cold.

In an attempt to start a conversation, Gilbert decided to challenge her to a board game match. He knew that it was the only way to loosen her spirits up and remove the silence between them. So Scrabble it was...the game brought out both of their competitive sides and soon the conversation and mild trash talk emerged.

"Oh come on, that's not even a word!" He complained.

"It so is a word!" Holding up her phone to his face. "See that there? According to . it's a word!"

"Fine, you win this round, but your reign of victory won't last forever."

"Mmmm, I'm pretty sure it will. After Jane, I'm the Scrabble champ in our circle of friends."

"Well my goal is to steal that title right out from under you!"

"Puh-lease! I'd never let you win against me!"

"Don't be so sure of yourself now!" He replied with a wink.

The wink of his eye sent a chill through her, bringing her back to their early morning encounter. His soft lips on hers, his hands at her waist and in her hair, the memory was too much. She was embarrassed and ashamed that she let herself be foolish enough to assault him like that...she didn't even like him!

"I'm going to make some hot chocolate." She exclaimed quickly standing from her spot to bolt to the kitchen. "You want some?"

"Sure." He replied.

And once again, the silence filled the space between them.

The rest of their afternoon was spent in separate worlds. Anne had all but barricaded herself in Matthew's study with a book and Gilbert had taken on his chemistry homework.

Tonight, he decided to help Anne with dinner. They were keeping it simple with canned soup and sandwiches, but it still let them interact. Waking up to her kiss was like a dream come true. The girl of his dream kissing him in reality was something he couldn't ever forget, but of course Anne pulled away and wanted to forget the whole ordeal. He only agreed to keep the peace between them; she already disliked him, and if he didn't agree who knew what would happen.

Their proximity in the kitchen felt like fire. Accidental nudges and hands grazing each other made trying to keep their distance difficult; they were magnets being pulled closer and closer until once again they were kissing. Soup and sandwiches disregarded, Gilbert picked her up and sat her on the table. He stood between her legs and felt her legs wrap around him and pull her close. Her warm fingers grazed the bare strip of skin between his jeans and hoodie before completely venturing underneath the hoodie.

"Anne…" He gasped pulling away from her kiss. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Why not?!" She exclaimed, lips swollen and hair mussed.

"I don't want you to regret anything. Didn't tell me you wanted to forget about what happened this morning?"

"You're right. I'm sorry I threw myself at you. Let's just eat our dinner and watch some tv afterwards."

"Don't apologize, you didn't throw yourself at me." He responded.

They ate in silence once more, each stealing glances at one another. Anne had no idea what was wrong with her, but all she wanted to do was kiss Gilbert Blythe despite her better judgement.

After dinner they sat on the sofa to watch TV. The Avonlea school districts were once again closed and would be closed for the next week, the 5 feet of snow outside also meant that the driving ban was still in effect until further notice. Once again, they would be stuck with each other.

"You going to sleep down here again?" Gilbert asked.

"Probably. There's a draft in my room and it's freezing!" She replied.

"I can check it out for you if you'd like?"

Having him up in her bedroom was strange and thrilling for Anne. She'd never had a boy in her room before in the past, and even if this boy was Gilbert Blythe. She watched him check the window, oblivious to her gaze on his body. She was half tempted to pull him onto her bed, but kept that little bit of control that she still had.

"It looks like it's been frozen over, so we won't be able to actually close it until after the weather breaks." He replied. "We can always put some plastic sheeting over it, to keep the draft out, or you can sleep downstairs."

"Well, the plastic sheeting is in the back shed…" She replied hopelessly looking out at the snow barricaded shed in the yard. "Downstairs it is."

"We can always put on a movie…"

She shrugged and led the way back to the living room.

So that is it for chapter 1! I hope you've enjoyed it so far and I hope you stay tuned because I have so much more planned. Chapter 2 should hopefully be up in a few days or next week depending on how fast I can write it out. And if any of you want to doubt the weather inclement I created for this story, it's a very real thing that happened to me this past year...just look up Orchard Park NY 2014 Snow, and you'll see my town covered in snow...luckily I was stuck with my boyfriend and we actually had a nice time off of work.