"Come on, just go up to her, and ask her!" Joe exclaimed to his older brother, who looked extremely apprehensive at the prospect. Frank, Joe and their friends were at the Morton's place just relaxing since their holidays were just beginning. It had snowed quite early this year, and the whole of Bayport was covered in a thick layer of snow. Frank adjusted the sleeves of his jacket, and cleared his throat.

"Joe," he began.

"Frank, just go and ask her out," Esha said, coming up from behind them.

"It's isn't so easy, and I don't remember ever discussing this with you. Do you even know who we're talking about?" Frank replied.

"Sure. It's Callie," Esha said.

Esha turned to go away, when suddenly she turned back and said, " Just to boost your present non-existent confidence, she'll say yes."

"You're always so sweet to me, Esha," Frank replied smiling at his best friend.

"I always have your best interest at heart," she called out, not bothering to look back. She was making her way down to the lake, when she got tackled by Biff, into the huge pile of snow at the side of the road. Frank and Joe laughed as they heard her shrieks mingled Biff's laughter.

Joe then turned to his brother, still chuckling, and then he stopped abruptly, and pushed his brother to where Callie was sitting on the porch of the Morton's house.

"Go get her, bro."

Frank swallowed nervously, but this time began to make his way to Callie. What Esha had said to him had, as she had intended it too, boosted his confidence a little bit. Esha was generally right for 99% of the time. Frank crossed his fingers hoping that this time wouldn't be part of the 1% where Esha was wrong. He quickly ran his hand through his hair, and approached Callie, sitting down beside her on the porch steps.

"Hi," he said, smiling at her.

"Hey," she replied. "How are you?"

"All right," he said, sounding a little out of breath to himself. He turned to look at her, and saw her leaning against the wooden post that made up part of the framework of the porch, smiling at him. Her curly blonde hair was left loose, and her eyes seemed to be more of a golden than brown color today.

'Why is she this beautiful?' Frank thought to himself.

"How'd your book report go?" Callie asked him.

"Fine, not my best but 'Sparknotes' did help,"

"Oh, I love that site. Helped me with my essay. Why aren't you with the others, trying to give Esha pneumonia by repeatedly dumping her in the snow like the others?" Callie asked, laughing as she saw Tony Esha up and dump her again into a snowdrift.

"Because the last time I did that, I lived to regret it," Frank replied.

Callie laughed. "What did she do?"

Frank shook his head laughing. " Worst day of my life. I decided to never ever ever again do that to her. Ever."

"But what did she do?"

"She piled up about four to five feet of snow in front of my doorstep, and then rigged a tripwire at the front of the door, and send me flying face first into the snow drift. But it didn't stop at that. She then proceeded to stuff ice cubes down my shirt, and steal my shoes."

Callie was laughing uncontrollably then.

Frank looked at her, unable to keep a smile off his face. "No, no. Don't laugh. You wouldn't be laughing if that happened to you."

Callie stopped laughing abruptly. "No, it won't happen to me." She allowed a mischievous smile to spread across her face.

"And why not?"

"Because I wouldn't be stupid enough to do that to someone as vengeful as Esha," Callie replied.

"Oh," Frank said standing up, looking down at her. " You're going to pay for that."

"No, Frank. Don't. I'm sorry," Callie said shrinking back towards the post. Frank didn't listen to her, but instead lifted her up.

Callie shrieked with laughter.

"You know, Callie. You don't seem to be participating that much with the extremely amusing activities going on here," Frank said, grinning down at Callie.

Callie wrapped her arms around his neck a little more tightly, as she noticed them nearing a snowdrift. "Frank, no. Don't. Don't you dare," She squealed with laughter as he threw her into the snow. She looked up to see him laughing at her.

"Can you help me up?" she asked.

"Sure," he replied still laughing. He stretched out his hand to her. She took hold of his hand and then gave it a sharp tug, pulling him down into the snow beside her.

"Now we're even," she said laughing as she stood up. He stood up with her, smiling at her.

Callie pulled her sleeves over her palms, and looked down by the lake in time to see Esha sneak up behind Biff and stuff snow down the back of his shirt. "Esha must be freezing!"

"Yea," Frank replied. "She probably is. But she's like a polar bear. She has an extremely high tolerance for being cold." He looked at Callie standing in front of him, shivering slightly, but with a huge smile on her face. He suddenly felt all warm inside, and then blurted out,

"Calliewillyougooutwithme?"

"Sorry?" Callie siad, "I didn't catch that."

Frank took a deep breath. "I...I was wondering if...well, if...you would...er...if you would like to go out with me?"

Callie bit her lip, and then smiled at him. "Yes, I'd like that. I'd like that very much."

Frank smiled back at her. His heart was still beating very fast. He couldn't believe she'd said yes. "Are you free tomorrow?"

"Yea,"

"Well, would you like to go for a movie with me? You can pick."

"Sure, I'd love that."

Joe and Chet were watching them quite discreetly from behind a tree.

"They're smiling in that way, So she said yes?" Chet asked Joe.

Joe smiled affectionately at his brother. "Yea, yea. She did. He did it!"