Wassup, author speaking. This chap is gonna be told in bea's pov bc i say so (but really i just think its easier to write fluff that way ;D)
The walk back to the cabin was far worse than the walk to the rock. For one, there was nothing to look forward to anymore, it was just a cold walk back. For two, our whole trip was now cancelled. All that planning and saving money was all for nothing.
On our way down the hill is when the snow started to really come down. Hard.
Finally back at the cabin we both rushed to the fireplace. I was too cold to realize that Nathaniel and I were very, very close to eachother. By the time I did realize, Nathaniel had already gotten up.
"What are we going to do now?" Nathaniel questioned.
I had thought the same thing. What was I going to do. It had just hit me that I was currently stranded in the mountains with a teenage boy. A very cute one at that.
"Maybe we should try and leave now, before it gets too bad." It sounded like an okay idea in my head. But now I just felt stupid.
"I would agree to that, but I don't think we'll be able to leave anytime soon." Nathaniel said, staring out the window.
I got up from near the fireplace to look out the window with Nathaniel. Just the small walk across the living room was enough to make me cold again.
Looking out the now frosty window, we saw almost 6" inches of snow that wasn't there 10 minutes ago.
Now the real fear started to come in. Forget about being worried about being alone with Nathaniel, this snow is what really scared me.
"Oh my god. Nath, what do we do." I started to worry.
"O-oh, umm well… I-I don't think we should panic." Nath blurted out.
I looked up to Nathaniel to see him blushing bright red. While in a panic, I seemed to have latched onto his arm.
I let go immediately. There were so many butterflies in my stomach, it felt like I was going to puke.
But honestly, I didn't want to let go. I only did it because it seemed to be the right thing to do, I guess.
But was it? What if Nathaniel liked me holding onto his arm? I know I liked it. But maybe he was blushing because he didn't know what to do. If it were me, and a guy I didn't like started touching me, I definitely wouldn't know what to do.
Now I'm just confusing myself.
"H-hey, how about we try to get this radio working." Nathaniel stated, pulling me out of my thought.
He was standing in the kitchen, holding up a small radio that looked like it was 10 years old. I had seen it earlier and thought maybe Iris, Rosa and I could have a dance party. Looks like that won't be happening anytime soon.
I walked up to Nath, watching him try and get the radio turned on. He was pressing all sorts of buttons and flicking switches, but nothing seemed to be working.
I reached in between his fidgeting hands to grab the radio. As I pulled away our hands lightly brushed each others. Butterflies again.
It was such a small interaction that he probably didn't even notice it. But I didn't dare try to look up to him, because I already know I was blushing like mad.
Pushing that little interaction to the back of my mind, I turn the radio around to it's battery compartment. Popping it open, we find that there are no batteries inside.
I look up to Nathaniel to see him staring at his feet. A light pink blush painted across his cheeks.
"Heh heh, Well, I-I feel really stupid now." He was rubbing the back of his neck. A little quirk I seemed to notice he does whenever he feels embarrassed. Butterflies again. This is getting out of control.
"Umm, do you know where any batteries would be?" Stupid question. Of course he wouldn't know where any are. We've only been here an hour. Why do I keep saying stupid things.
"I'll look in the kitchen, and you can look in that closet, 'kay?" He ended that sentence with a smile. And not just a 'yes-of-course-mr-farazie' smile, but a real, genuine, heart warming kinda smile. Butterflies… again.
"S-sure." I stuttered. Embarrassed by my obvious inability to speak, I walked straight to the closet. I can't believe this. What's wrong with me! I've known Nath for almost a year now and I've always been able to talk to him just fine!
But then again, we've never been stuck on mountain together before.
Searching through the closet all I've been able to find is some extra blankets and canned food. I find a small step stool that I pull out so I can look on the top shelf.
Blech. Dusty.
Pushing aside some sweaters and snow boots I find a couple of boxes. Most are filled with candles and first-aid supplies, I reach to the very back to find a box a bit bigger than the rest.
I pull it out, not to find batteries, but something much, much better.