SNOW WHITE Part 1

Snow opened the door to her mother's cottage like house to chaos. Her seven half brothers (all under the age of eight) were all in some sort of breakdown.

"What is going on?!" She asked, silencing them with her presence.

"Snow!" The ones that could walk rushed towards her and wrapped themselves around her legs. Snow's mother, a woman with raven hair and ruby lips (just like Snow) rounded the corner holding the youngest brother, at four months, in her arms.

"Thank goodness you're here dear. I really need the help," Snow's mother gave her a one armed hug and kissed the top of her head.

"It's no problem mom, I'm here every day," Snow faked a smile and took her brother from her mother. "Hey Dopey."

"Honey I asked you not to call him that. His name is Charles," her mother said while walking towards the kitchen to clean up some spill. Five of the kids followed her like little puppies while Hudson sat on the floor and giggled like the happy kid he always was. At age one he didn't walk just yet but was content with watching his older siblings.

The rest of the afternoon Snow helped her mom around the house, cleaning and picking up after Daryl, Garrett, Bryan, Simon, Sam, Hudson and little Dopey. She said goodbye to her mom, helped Daryl put away his pretend doctor kit and headed out the door.

The cool night air brushed against Snow's bare neck causing her to shiver as she pulled out her keys to unlock her dad's door.

"Are you cold?" Snow jumped and spun around. Her next door neighbor, and best friend, Thomas stood on the other side of the fence holding an extra jacket.

"Thomas. You scared me! What are you doing in my yard anyway?" Thomas shrugged and grinned, tossing her the jacket. She put it on and headed into the house. Thomas followed in from the large French doors on the back of the mansion.

"I was waiting for you to get home. Dad wasn't letting me leave the house tonight so I hopped your fence," Thomas opened the stainless steel fridge and took a bite of the apple he pulled out. He handed her a juicy red one.

"Again? Didn't you learn from last time you did that and almost fell into our well because you couldn't see?" She accepted the apple and carved a chunk out with her teeth.

"Well how else am I supposed to get into your house if you're not home?" Thomas laughed and faced out the window.

"I don't want to know how often you do that. So why are you here?" Snow asked and took a seat at the island counter. Suddenly Thomas looked nervous. He put the apple down and wrung his hands as he sat down next to her.

"Snow." He took a breath. Anxiety bubbled up in Snow's chest. Was he doing what she had only hoped he would do? Were those adorable brown eyes asking what she had only imagined? "We've been friends for a long time. I totally get it if you say no, but do you maybe want to go out sometime? Like as in a date?" Thomas looked so nervous to her. It was cute. Snow put her hand over his shaking one, causing him to look up at her.

"Absolutely." Thomas broke into a huge smile that lit up his face and then kissed her so suddenly she almost choked on her piece of apple. When he broke the kiss he looked up at her sheepishly.

"Sorry. I've wanted to do that for a while now." Snow felt a blush creep up and smiled. I've wanted to too she thought. Thomas leaned in again and pressed his lips against her. Just then, the front door swung open and there stood her step mom with a scowl on her face.

"Snow White. What have a told you about boys over in the house?" Her step mom scolded as she click clacked her way through the foyer to the kitchen. Snow never liked her step mom. Maybe it was because her father was never home and she had to deal with just her all the time. Or maybe it was because she was just plain evil.

"He's leaving." Snow answered her step mom and hastily stood up, pulling Thomas with her. She ushered him out the front door so her step mom wouldn't know that he sometimes hoped the fence.

"I don't appreciate you ignoring my rules Snow," her step mom said when Snow returned. Snow bowed her head.

"I understand." She backed out of the kitchen and headed upstairs to the one room where she felt safe. Her bedroom. Once there Snow flopped onto her bed and stared at the ceiling, replaying the kiss in her mind over and over. She knew one thing was for sure, she couldn't wait to go to school tomorrow.