I scowled and stood straight. I then whipped on my heel and slid in a circle on my snowboard to look at my sister.

Her bleach blond hair was ruffled, and her light pink lip stick was kind of smudged. Oh, jeez, I did not want to think of what my sister and Gary had been doing on that wooden platform. Probably something really gross, which probably involved a lot of stuff.

"There are minors' around here, sister dear," I reminded her, a teasing edge to my voice.

Blaise puffed up like a bleach colored blowfish. "Why I ought to–"

"Smash my head in, I know I know. Whatever. Listen. I'm busy right now. Why don't you go back to Gary now?" I waved her off like an annoying bug.

Blaise huffed, ready to give me the cussing-out of a life time, but then she caught sight of the bronze haired male. Her jaw dropped, she almost quivered, and suddenly, she was passing by me, and almost hanging off of the bronze haired male. His eyes were wide, and I didn't want to know what she was whispering to him. Probably something nasty.

"Blaise!" I shouted, as she began whispering words faster into the bronze haired male's ear. I made a mad grab for her, but only grabbed a handful of her hair. I yanked, pulling her along with me as I slowly propelled my way back to the wooden platforms. Now I wished had completely got off my snowboard so I could kick her. "You freaking idiot! Why'd you have to do that to him?!"

All I could hear was my sister screaming at me as I pulled her away from the bronze haired male. Once we were a few feet away, she whirled back on her feet and glared at me.

"What the hell was that for, Addison?!" she thundered.

"I didn't want poor Bronze-haired there to have to pull a slut of himself," I replied sharply. "How many times have you done that to other guys? And especially him! Can't you just stick with Gary?"

"What did you just call me?!" Blaise shouted, ignoring my questions.

"Slut!" I said louder, hoping that the kids couldn't hear me.

"Well, I don't suppose you ever even been kissed, have you?" she retorted.

"No, but at least I have my virtue," I raged.

All the males' eyes were wide as they watched the classic cat-fight unfold. The dark-haired pale male looked as if he was ready to pee himself laughing, and the thinner one looked as if he wanted to rip Blaise's head off. Not that I wouldn't mind some help.

"Are you trying to be tough to get those males attention? Because that's not how you do it," Blaise taunted, though she was still miffed.

"Yeah, I know how you do it. You strip," I said through bared teeth. All I wanted to do was help the little girl. Yeesh.

"Get off that stupid board of yours and say that again," Blaise snarled stepping back. She started ripping off her mittens and pulled off her pink jacket, to show off a designer black sweater Gary had boughten her. She looked extremely angry.

Gary appeared out of nowhere and was trying to calm a screaming Blaise down as I bent down, undid my other binding, and stepped off of it. I ripped my gloves off, and my purple snowboarding helmet. My goggles still hung around my neck, though, as I pulled off my jacket. I was only in a light sweater shirt with pink and white strips, and I was freezing.

Blaise stepped forward, out of Gary's grasp, and back handed me across the face. My face stung like a bee had just stung it. I winced, and my hands went to my cheek.

"That's how you bitch slap," she said, grinning.

Everyone went on with there skiing and snowboarding as if nothing was happening; we were in our own little corner, hidden by a few tall pine trees on our rights, and the empty bunny hill on the left.

I loosened my muscles in my arm, and let them whip backward. I gave her a full forced bitch slap just as I felt my rage peak. Blaise stumbled backward into Gary's awaiting arms, well two of the males–the thinner one and the taller one–started to break up the fight. The thinner one was standing in front of me well the taller one started to pull me away from Blaise by my shoulders.

"Bitch wad!" Blaise was screaming as Gary was trying to calm her down. Gary looked as if he was fighting an angry and hungry tiger.

"Hey, at least I'm not a whore!" I screamed over the thin male's shoulder at her.

She screamed out a few cusses, and she launched herself at me, but she crashed into the thinner male, who just pushed her back at Gary. Blaise curled her lip in irritation, and flipped me off with her middle finger.

"Oh, ouch. You hurt me right there," I said, tapping my heart with two fingers and making little fake sobbing sounds.

"Bitch!" Blaise shrieked and launched herself at me again, only to be held back by a frazzled-looking Gary.

"Blaise, baby, calm down," Gary murmured in her ear.

I wanted to gag at the pet name, but I was still pretty infuriated.

"What is going on?!" A familar voice suddenly exclaimed.

Bwhahaha. I had to do that to Edward. Hehehe. Everything went well for Addy, well expect the slap. . . . Ouch.

Oh!! BTW: You pronounce Blaise like this: Blaze. It just looks prettier when you spell it Blaise.

Betcha any money you can't guess who just came in. :)

OMIGOSH. I'm so tired . . . so, so tired. Want to sleep but must update all stories . . . Ehhhh.

Thanks for reading! :)

Omigosh, I'm too tired to even put a happier face there. Ehhhhhhhhhh.

~Sun