Okay everyone! It's StrawberryAngel. Before the story starts I should probably correct a few mistakes my wonderfully auto-correcting cousin made. Cody is FIFTEEN and five ten. Okay, I think that's all. Wow …
Brianna and Kamille rode up the ski-lift, past mountains covered in fresh crystal snowfall. It was early evening, and there were lights glowing in cabin windows like multi-colored gems. The stars were just starting to peek out through the brisk, semi-darkness, and Christmas music could be faintly heard playing from inside one of the lodges.
"So this is Greyson's family's lodge, right?" Kamille asked, rocking back and forth to shake the lift cart.
"Yes," Brianna answered, reapplying her Baby Lips Peach Kiss lip gloss. "And don't rock the lift …It scares me and makes me think we'll fall."
Kamille replied by getting onto her feet and jostling the lift with all her might until Brianna screamed. And then, satisfied, she sat down.
"Was that really necessary?" Brianna panted her hand over her heart.
"Well I'm bored," moaned Kamille. They were on a ski lift, but not to go skiing. This was a lift that would take them to the top of the mountain, to Greyson's cabin. They were going to spend Christmas with their boyfriends, Greyson and Cody. There were three cabins on the mountain; Greyson's parents', the one Cody, Greyson, Kamille, and Brianna would share, and then one other.
"We're descending now," Brianna said importantly, and Kamille rolled her eyes.
"Descending? That word's too awesome for you to know, Brianna."
"It's in the dictionary so its public use!" Brianna argued vehemently. Kamille rolled her eyes once more. The lift traveled to a stop, and both girls hopped out before it fully paused. It continued going, parked as though waiting for its invisible occupants to get out, and then lifted back into the air and out of sight.
"Well, here we are," Brianna said brightly. Greyson had told them to send their bags through airmail, so besides Brianna's purse, they were empty handed.
Both girls trudged up the mountain, wondering which house belonged to Greyson and Cody out of the three. But, their question was answered when a speeding blur came running towards them and they were knocked off their feet onto the ground.
"You have no idea how much I missed you guys!" Greyson said, lying on top of them and giving each girl a kiss on the cheek. He gave Kamille an extra. "Seriously, it's been four months, twenty one days, six hours and thirty three minutes since I've seen you."
He buried his head in the girl's winter coats (Brianna's pink and Kamille's black) before rambling on. "You both look so pretty and grown up! And ohmygosh I've missed you! How are you? I've been good, except I miss you. And wow, you both look so pretty! Have I said that before? Sorry, but I missed you!"
"Hi Greyson," Brianna laughed.
"Yeah, hi," Kamille said, trying not to smile. Of course she hid her smile, because smiling with a boy that made her happy would prove she was a normal girl. And she didn't want that. "You look…different."
Greyson's hair was shorter and his body longer and a little leaner. His face was the same though, his eyes still bright and childish and his smile still pearly white and huge. He was paler than he had been in the summer, and some of his light freckles had faded.
"Different good or different bad or different different?"
"Different…good," Kamille decided. "But can you get off of us?"
"Of course," Greyson laughed, standing up and jumping up and down to keep warm. He extended both of his hands and helped the girls up.
"Grey, you're not wearing shoes or a coat," Brianna giggled. "It's like twenty degrees out."
"I know," Greyson blew a puff of breath into the air and it turned white. "But there's a fire going inside and it's really warm in there. Cody's only wearing sweatpants."
Brianna brightened up.
"Oh my gosh, really?" she asked, bouncing excitedly.
"Yeah," Greyson furrowed his eyebrows as through wondering why that would interest her.
"Which cabin?" Brianna asked.
"Wait, why do you care so mu-" Greyson began. But Brianna grabbed his shoulders and shook him.
"Which cabin?" the bouncy brown haired girl shouted, shaking him back and forth.
"The one on the left," Greyson said quickly and she released him. Brianna left Greyson and Kamille behind as she raced towards the cabin her boyfriend was in, and opened the door.
"Brianna!" Cody was slipping over a v-neck t shirt over his low pants and quickly finished then turned to her. "Baby, I missed you so bad!"
Brianna ran up to him and he lifted her off his feet as he hugged her. She locked her ankles around his waist, and then he pressed his lips onto hers. As he kissed her, her eyes became wetter and wetter.
"What's the matter?" Cody asked gently, pulling away. He reached up with the hand not supporting her and wiped away the tears.
"I just…missed you so much," she said.
"So finally seeing me makes you cry?" Cody asked. "Man, I really don't understand girls…"
Brianna let out a watery laugh as Greyson and Kamille came in from outside.
"Been here two minutes and Brianna's already crying," Kamille snickered. "I'm almost positive that's some kind of record."
Cody set Brianna back on her feet.
"Hello Kamille," he said stiffly. "How are you this evening?"
"A lot worse after seeing your ugly face, Simpson," she replied cheerfully.
"And that's what I get for trying to be a gentleman," Cody sighed, flopping down onto the couch. He turned back to Brianna. "Why don't you take your coat off and sit down Brie?"
"Of course he wants her to take her clothes off," Kamille hissed to Greyson. Greyson laughed.
"Ready to resume our research?" Greyson grinned.
"Absolutely," said Kamille. "Have you been studying the male species in his time separated from the female?"
"Yup," Greyson said enthusiastically. "And have you been studying the female?"
"I certainly have…"
"Wait," Brianna said slowly. "Do you two seriously study us in your free time?"
"Of course," Greyson replied naturally. "So girls, you should go get changed. We're going to dinner tonight with my parents. You get to meet them!"
"Great," Kamille replied. "Let's go change, Brianna."
"I'll miss you," Cody lifted Brianna's hand and kissed it, and she giggled and blushed.
"Oh my god, you'll see each other in five minutes," Kamille growled. "It's not necessary to do that."
Cody sighed, and Brianna walked up the stairs with Kamille to change. There were two huge bedrooms and one smaller. The girls shared the huge one on the left, and Greyson and Cody shared the other large one. The small one was a spare.
Brianna's and Kamille's clothes were already laid out in the closet, color coded and everything. Both girls' shoes were sorted, and their jewelry was set up in the jewelry box, and Brianna's makeup was sorted in the bathroom along with multiple shampoos, conditioners, body washes and other stuff.
"What the heck?" Kamille asked. "Who messed with all our stuff?"
"Apparently Greyson," Brianna struggled not to laugh. There was a flowery note that said "I've set all your stuff up! And by the way, Brianna, your perfume makes my skin irritated."
"Why was your boyfriend wearing my perfume?" Brianna asked, slipping into a pair of dark blue jeans and lacy pink cutoff top. Then she took a pair of pink ballet flats out of the closet and put them on. She took her long golden brown hair out of the messy bun it was in and flipped it until it settled into pretty, voluminous waves. She started working on her makeup.
"He's Greyson," Kamille shrugged. That explained it all. She put on a pair of jeans, lighter than Brianna's, and a graphic t shirt with the words "me-no-like-your-face". She combed out her long, almost waist-length nearly black hair and let it settle down her back, thin and straight. She slipped her feet into a pair of boots.
"You look cute," Brianna said, standing up. "But are you sure you don't want to change your shirt?"
"Shut up," Kamille said, and Brianna wrinkled her nose.
"You need to start being nicer to people," began Brianna. "And listening to what they have to s-"
"Blah blah blah, let's go downstairs."
Brianna shrugged and followed her cousin down the stairs.
Once in the living room once more, Cody grabbed Brianna and they went to sit in the corner by the fire place to catch up.
Greyson and Kamille talked for a little while also as they all waited for Greyson's parents. Finally, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Brianna stood up and ran to the door. She loved doorbells.
"Oh hello!" A voice called when she answered it. "You must be Greyson's girlfriend. It's so nice to meet you!"
A medium sized lady with shirt brown hair and Greyson's eyes pulled Brianna into a hug, and Brianna froze.
"Isn't she lovely, Scott?" Mrs. Chance asked her husband.
"She sure is," Mr. Chance said approvingly. "Greyson, you've got yourself a fine girl."
"Um actually, Mrs. Chance," Brianna began. "I'm not Greyson's girlfriend, I'm his best friend. That's Greyson's girlfriend."
She pointed to Kamille who was demonstrating to Greyson how to properly punch somebody in the face without hurting your hand. She was demonstrating on Cody.
"Oh," Mrs. Chance said, looking nervously at her husband.
"Kamille," Brianna called. "Come say hi to Mr. and Mrs. Chance."
"What are your parents' names?" Kamille asked Greyson, releasing a disgruntled Cody.
"Lisa and Scott," Greyson answered.
"Hey Lisa…Whaddup, Scott. I'm Kamille. Great to meet you. Can we leave now? I'm starving."
Kamille shoved past Mr. and Mrs. Chance and walked outside. Mrs. Chance had her hand over her heart and her mouth wide open. Mr. Chance was watching her curiously.
Greyson grinned at his parents.
"Isn't she great?"
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