A/N: I know it's been forever and a day since I've written anything. But the last thing I wrote was a Shelley/Amber story, and well, I like the pairing, thanks to Tracy and Kelsey. Much love to you both. And I think I'll dedicate this story to the both of you, and also to the other fab Hairspray authors out there, HT, LC, Nor, OI, and TG. You fab ladies rock! Much love to you all. And no, I don't own any of these wonderful characters, I wouldn't be writing this if I did. So anyways, onto the story. Enjoy! :)

Chapter 1

It was Christmas time, and although Amber didn't like to admit it, it was her favorite time of the year. She loved all the sights and the smells. The one thing she loved the most about this time of year was the snow. She loved sitting up in her room, cuddled up next to her window with a nice warm mug of hot chocolate, and sneaked up of course, seeing as her mother never allowed it, watching the snow fall gently down. It made her feel peaceful and calm.

It was just about time for the start of winter break. Amber could feel the excitement growing from her fellow classmates, she felt it too. She walked into her history class and sat at her seat in the back of the room. Amber liked sitting back here, because it was close to the window, and when she got bored, she could stare out the window in the corner of her eye, without getting in trouble. History was the last class of the day, and this was the last day before break. She was really hoping that they wouldn't get stuck with a project. That was the last thing she wanted. Her teacher, Mrs. Whimzy, walked in and took roll.

"Now students, I know it's the last day before the end of our term. But I don't want your minds to stop working just because you're on a vacation."

The entire class groaned and because Mrs. Whimzy was used to it, she just ignored it.

"I'm going to put you into pairs, and I want the two of you to do an 10 minute oral report. I'll give you the topics after I pair you up. You have the remainder of the class period to discuss with your partner how you will do the report. You both are required to speak and you must provide some sort of visual aid. Now the partners will go as this…"

She started to go down the list pairing off students. Amber was crossing her fingers under her desk, she was hoping to be paired with Shelley. There was just something about her. Maybe it was the color of her hair and her eyes, or just the way she walked. She didn't really know. She was just sitting, stairing off into space and not really paying attention. So she didn't hear when Mrs. Whimzy announced her partner. That is, until she walked up to her desk.

"Earth to Amber! Hello!"

Amber shook her head and looked up at Shelley.

"What do you want?!"

"I'm your partner."

Amber sneered.

"Well I don't like it either!"

"What's our topic?"

"Washington's crossing of the Delaware river."

"Oh. Well, do you want to come to my house after school."

"No, not really, but I guess I don't really have a choice do I?"

"No, you don't."

Shelley sighed. "Fine. But you heard Mrs. Whimzy, we both have to do the work. I'm not going to carry you in this project."

"Whatever."

"Fine. I'll come over to your house about 4:00."

"Fine."

They both sat in silence, not wanting to talk to each other, until the bell rang.

Once outside the classroom, Amber's heart soared. She couldn't believe her luck! She got to work with Shelley! She trotted on to the bus and took a seat in the back and stared out the window all the way home, excited that she was working with Shelley. She got off at her stop and went inside. She hoped that her mother wasn't home. She didn't want her bothering Shelley, trying to make it sound like Amber was the greatest thing on Earth. She took a deep breath and walked into a dark, cold, and empty house. Amber was relieved. She went up to her room and made sure she had pencils and paper and that in general, it was straightened up. Amber went down the stairs and got out two glasses, just in case that they needed a drink. Just as she was reaching up to the cabinet, she heard the doorbell ring. Her heart skipped two beats. Amber walked to the door and opened it slowly.

"Oh. You're here."

"Well you were the one that invited me over."

"Whatever, lets just get this over with."

"Fine with me."

"We're working in my room."

"Whatever."

Amber walked up the stairs and Shelley followed her.

"In here."

Shelley sighed. "What should we do first?"

"How about our visual aid?"

"Fine."

"Well, what do you think we should do?"

"How about that picture?"

"What picture?"

Shelley got out her book and flipped it open to a page.

"This one."

Amber leaned in, that's when she got a sniff of Shelley's perfume. It was a sweet floral scent. She loved it.

"Oh. That one. That's a good one."

Amber looked out the window and noticed that it was getting greyer than it had before.

"It looks like it's going to snow."

Shelley looked up and out the window.

"Oh. It does. Whatever. Let's get back to work."

She looked back down and copied more notes. Amber did the same. But what neither of them knew, was that this was going to be a snow to remember.