Hello friends! :) So, as I told SilverCarstairs (shout-out to her! If any of you haven't read her story "Love This Town"... you should! She is an amazing writer and I LOVE that story!) my plan for updating this story is the following:
As I'm sure most of you know, Cassie Clare's last TMI book comes out on May 27th (right?). I have read the first four (and a half) books of this series. By the time the fifth book came out, I didn't remember too much of what happened, so the fifth book didn't make a whole lot of sense. So I stopped halfway through. ANYWAY, if anyone actually read my A/N from the previous chapter, you'd know I was proposing a challenge. This challenge consisted of me re-reading the first five books so that the sixth book will make sense to me. Well, the lovely Miss SilverCarstairs challenged me to do so, so I am. I have recently finished CoB (which I started Sunday) and am now onto CoA. In return for each book I finish, I will update this story!

Also, I feel obligated to give SilverCarstairs an extra, super duper mega huge THANK YOU for her WONDERFUL ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS reviews on my story (they may not appear under my reviews because, well, the devil in her decided she would subtly review under a GUEST name). They made my day.

So, getting to the point! Here are my responses:

combatbootchic12: I don't know if Jem will be "gay". It's still in the air because I have a lot of conflicted emotions about it. But yes, there will be Jem/Sophie in here! Keep reviewing! Your support works wonders!

bow down to me peasants: What wouldn't surprise you?! Jem being gay? Or what? Also... who is Jily?! :O I agree with you... boys who can cook is SO HOT!

Morning and Eve: TBH, I didn't want to stop writing this chapter. It was nice to do it from several POV's, and I feel like the chapter flowed really well! Yes, Fifty Shades of Grey really wasn't so bad... and as for 1D... I LOVE THEIR MUSIC. I can't stop listening to it. You will definitely be seeing TONS of their music on my chapter playlists. And BTW, you saying you'd all die if I published a book... well, that meant the world to me and if you could see my face you would see the biggest smile! Yes, I know there are lots of Gideon/Sophie shippers, but I haven't decided if they will get back together and you will hear more about it. As for you! I have a surprise. You'll get the best of both worlds with Jem.

AmityClary2020: Well, Jem won't be "gay". But... well, you'll see! Don't stop reading it just because there will be an unexpected turn of events... I promise you it will work out in a great way! :)

SilverCarstairs: *Sigh*. Okay. Where to start with you! This will be a long response, just an FYI. Ahhhh so YOU'RE my mysterious Guest who I always respond to... BTW I AM COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY IN LOVE WITH LOVE THIS TOWN! And you have NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I WAS TO SEE YOU REVIEWED MY STORY! Anyway, I can't wait to see how you work the Will thing into your story! Thank you so much for saying I'm awesome and fabulous! It means the world. And thank you *flips hair* for saying I have raw humor and brightness that lacks in other people. I don't get that very often so it made me extremely happy to read that. Reading your A/N's on LTT, I remember you saying you like believable fluff, so... I try to do that in my stories because I think other readers like that too. My "vices" reference was aimed toward you, in hopes one day you would read my story! Also, just so you know, I'm wearing my crown right now, with a stamp on my forehead that reads "I MADE SILVERCARSTAIRS LIKE AND FAVORITE A WESSA FIC". BTW, I super look forward to every chapter of LTT. Every time I get the notification, I fangirl and read it immediately.

liveloveread485: Well, I think there will be a little bit of three worlds when it comes to Jem. You'll see. By the Angel, I don't think I could stop writing this just now. I love writing it. I love the support I get.

Chapter 10-Snowed In

TESSA'S POV

Winter came exceptionally early this year. In the past three years I had lived in London to attend the London Institute, winter had always arrived in the beginning to mid-December. Well, by "winter" I meant the snow. It did, of course, get cold early in the year, around October.

However, this year winter came just before Thanksgiving break.

I had slept over at Will's cabin again, and had just woken up. Nothing in particular had awoken me this time; a rare occasion for me. I was dressed in one of Will's t-shirt and my underwear. This was not unusual attire for me in the vicinities of Will's bedroom.

Will was still fast asleep in his bed, on his stomach. His head was turned toward me, his eyes peacefully shut, his lips parted slightly from his quiet breathing. His black curls lazily fell over his forehead, his eyelashes curling at his cheekbones, and he was shirtless. The covers of his bed only covered half his back, the rest of which showed his smooth, light skin and corded muscles with every breath he took.

He was beautiful.

Everything about him took my breath away, from the sharp yet elegant angles of his face to his tall, lean body.

The past week had been something out of a fairytale. Will made me dinner every night, then lit a fire in the fireplace to keep warm while we drank hot chocolate and cuddled, simply talking. I stayed with him every night.

I frowned suddenly, realizing that not once had we actually had sex since the day he'd made me spaghetti. It was an odd feeling. I was used to waking up sore with only the blankets covering me.

I pushed the thoughts away and gently got off the bed. I went over to the window and nearly shrieked in delight.

The ground and trees outside were coated in a thick layer of the white fluff. My view was slightly obscured by the moderately falling snow.

I had always loved snow, since I was a little girl. Even when I was in New York I was mesmerized by the falling flakes.

They reminded me of something you'd see out of a Disney princess movie.* Everything glittered with an orange tint from the rising sun. I couldn't restrain the gasp that escaped me; it was all so beautiful.

I tore my gaze from the window despite the excitement coursing through my veins. I had to find Jem. He knew what joy this brought to me.

I grabbed my yoga pants off the floor and yanked them on, already halfway out the door of Will's room. I raced down the stairs, hoping I wouldn't fall. I spotted Jem by the front window by the front door.

"Jem!" I gasped.

He turned his silver head to look at me, giving me a dazzling smile that stretched from ear-to-ear. The whiteness of his teeth were the same color as the snow outside.

I bounced up and down on my tiptoes. "Jem! The snow is here! Do you know what this means?"

"Of course I do!" he cried.

I launched myself at him, jumping onto his back. He swung me around in circles, and I giggled like a child. I slid off his back and gripped his shoulders, turning him to face me.

I knew my face was flushed from giddiness. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" I asked, feeling the uncontainable grin stretch across my face again.

"What kind of question is that?" he said. "Get your shoes on, Gray."

He didn't need to ask twice. I grabbed my rain boots and socks from beside the front door, pulling them on and stuffing my yoga pants into the boots.

"Jeeeemmm," I whined. "Hurry!"

"I'm trying! Two hands only gets me so far with these boots-,"

I grasped his hand as soon as he finished tying the second boot and pulled him outside.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, I took off running, spreading my arms wide and tipping my head back to catch flakes on my tongue. I spun around and around and around and around-

I stumbled backwards, right onto my butt. The snow provided a cushioned fall.

"Oh," I cried out in surprise. "Oh, that's cold!"

I staggered to my feet and saw Jem looking at me in amusement. His eyes glinted mischievously.

"Jem, why-,"

But I had spoken too late. Jem raised his arms, releasing a fat, compacted snowball. I didn't have time to attempt to dodge it. It hit my shoulder, stinging only slightly against the bare skin.

"JAMES CARSTAIRS!" I screamed playfully, turning away to run away from him. I bent down and scooped snow into my hands, cupping it to press it together. I glanced up and saw Jem racing toward me. I let my snowball go airborne; it hit Jem in the gut.

He gripped his stomach, then raised his head slowly. At first, I thought I had angered him, but he grinned suddenly and dumped a handful of snow onto my head.

The cold immediately seeped into my scalp, but I shook out my hair, releasing wet drops into the air.

The front door swung open, and a tired Will in a t-shirt, sweats, and boots stood in the doorway. He looked livid as his eyes flickered between me and Jem.

Confused, I stepped toward him, as did Jem. We exchanged smug expressions.

"Will, we didn't mean to wake you-," I started.

He opened his mouth to respond, but both Jem and I tossed our snowballs at Will. Mine hit Will in the face; Jem's hit him in the chest.

Will blinked, and rubbed a hand over his face.

I thought I had upset him even more, but his face broke out into a grin. He shut the door behind him and tackled me into the snow.

"William!" I cried despite my laughter. The coldness of the snow melted through my clothes. I rolled on top of him, picking up a small pile of snow and dropping it onto his face.

I crawled off him, running to Jem for protection. A snowball hit my back as I was running. I stopped and whirled around as another one hit my head.

I faked falling to the ground in pain. Jem knew this act of mine all too well; he just stood and stared at me with amusement coloring his features.

"Tessa?" Will said, jogging over to me. He kneeled down beside me. "Tessa, are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

I could tell by the concern in his voice that he genuinely thought he had hurt me, and all too worse, I know it reminded him of Camille.

I lightened the mood by rubbing snow into his hair.

"I got you," I whispered into his ear. I could smell him; his soap and the scent of campfire and Will. I wanted to sit and inhale his scent all day.

The blue in his eyes lightened instantly and he wrapped his arms around me.

I saw Jem over my shoulder, scuffing his boot into the ground. Just as I was breaking Will's embrace, a car pulled into the driveway.

All three of us swiveled around to see who it was.

It was Sophie.

She got out of her car. The circles under her eyes were purple and stood out profoundly against her tan skin, and some leftover mascara was smudged under her eyes.

She looked restless, and freaked out.

I knew it was the nightmares and the paranoia of knowing Mortmain was out of jail.

I was about to push myself to my feet when Jem threw one, two, three snowballs at her, hitting her head, chest, arm-

Her face flushed in anger. "Jem-,"

He threw two more, his lips widening jovially and not exactly apologetically. "Come and get me, Soph."

Sophie laughed, her anger fading. She took off after Jem, not even giving me and Will a second glance.

I didn't want this moment to be ruined. Not with me having the time of my life with my best friend, best guy friend and the boy I was in love with.

Wait.

I shook my head, my eyes widening.

Had I just admitted to myself that I was in love with Will?

No, no. No.

It can't be.

I can't be in love with Will.

It's not possible.

Not after Nate.

And Nate was just a few months ago...

But I remembered what Sophie had said.

I had to let Nate go and accept Will.

No, I wasn't in love with him. I couldn't accept that fact until he said it to me. If he ever said that to me.

Which I doubted he would.

He couldn't possibly be in love with someone like me, could he?

I stared at Will, trying to memorize how he looked in that precise moment. Water droplets coated his hair, rolling off his black licorice-colored curls, full lips pursed slightly, eyelashes clinging together from snow, fresh snowflakes on his clothes, hair, eyelashes, skin, dark blue eyes bright and...

Looking right at me.

He smirked.

"Tess, I do believe staring is considered rude in this country. You have been here for three years, correct?" he said cockily.

I grinned. "Nearly two and a half, to be exact." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. The warmth of his body was welcoming considering I was practically lying in snow, my bones feeling the effects of the cold.

Will pulled away slightly, brushing my unruly hair out of my face. "You're beautiful, you know that? Absolutely beautiful. You take my breath away."

My breath hitched in my throat, and I pulled back farther to get a good look at him. His cheeks were pink, adding color to his usual pale pallor. But everything but him was sincere, from the way he held me in his arms to the look in his eyes.

"You mean that?"

"Of course I do, Tess," he admitted. "I have thought that every second of every hour of every day since I met you, my snow princess."

My heart melted at his words. I was his Tess. Tess. And his snow princess. I swallowed, trying to think of something to say as I searched his eyes and...

Yep, I was in love with William Herondale.

But I couldn't tell him. No, I wanted him to say it to me first.

My mind had other plans, though. I opened my mouth, and the words tumbled out like word vomit.

I said, "Will, I love you," at the same moment Sophie screeched with shrill laughter of pure happiness and ran toward us. My words were too quiet and were lost in the sound of her exclamation.

Will glanced up momentarily and laughed as Jem grabbed for Sophie. They collapsed in the snow together.

Will turned his attention back to me. "What were you saying, Tess?"

I flushed and looked away. I didn't have the courage to say it again, and I was determined to keep it to myself.

"Nothing. Nothing, it was stupid."

He raised his perfectly arched eyebrows. "It doesn't seem like nothing. You don't blush for no reason, and you certainly don't avoid eye contact with me unless you're hiding something."

"I'm not hiding anything, Will. I said it, you just didn't hear it."

He smirked. "Whatever you say, Tessa."

I rolled my eyes and shivered violently. I hadn't realized how cold I was.

Will frowned. "We should get you inside."

He stood up, pulling me with him as he kept me snuggled into his body. My teeth chattered.

"Are you two lovebirds coming with us?" Will called over his shoulder to Jem and Sophie as we made our way to the front door.

"Yes!" Sophie's muffled cry came.

Will opened the door for me and a burst of warm air greeted us.

WILL'S POV

At first, I wasn't sure how to react when I woke up without Tessa next to me and to the sound of bright laughter; Tessa's, most definitely.

I was slightly angry as I pulled on a t-shirt and sweats and made my way downstairs.

I frowned when I got to the first floor of my lake house. Jem and Tessa were nowhere to be seen, but their laughter was evident. I glanced out the front window and spotted them throwing snowballs at each other.

i sighed, pulling on my boots by the front door. I swung the door open, standing in the door frame as both Tessa and Jem looked at me with wide eyes and uncertain expressions. They exchanged a glance, and it did nothing but anger me further.

How was I not supposed to get upset when, a week ago, my best friend, my parabatai, told me he was in love with my girlfriend?

They both stepped toward me, but it was Tessa who spoke.

"Will, we didn't mean to wake you-,"

I opened my mouth before she could finish, but saw at the same moment that Tessa and Jem had simultaneously bombarded me with snowballs. I didn't even have time to react other than flinch as one hit my face and the other hit my chest.

I blinked and wiped the snow off my face. I could see now they were just merely having fun. I saw the gleam of joy in Tessa's eyes, her chest rising and falling, the Cheshire grin on her face.

It was infectious.

As she was regarding me, I raced toward her and tackled her into the snow, bracing her fall.

"William!" she said through her laughter.

I could feel the snow stinging my skin where I touched it.

She rolled on top of me and dumped a handful of snow on my face. I spluttered, chuckling, wiping it from my eyes so I could see her scramble to her feet and flash me a devilish grin. She raced toward Jem, but I stood and threw a snowball at her. It hit her back, so I scooped up another handful and tossed it. It hit her head, and she turned around.

Tessa looked surprised and I saw her eyes flash in pain. She sank to her knees, clutching her head in her hands.

Oh, no.

What had I done?

I ran over to her. "Tessa? Tessa, are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

It terrified me, the thought that I could hurt her. I don't know what I would have done if I had. She would probably think I was a monster.

Or worse: she would probably think I was availing to my old ways again.

But all that faded away when she plopped more snow on my head, rubbing it through my thick hair.

She leaned forward, and I could smell her lavender shampoo wafting off her. I could smell me on her. It made me dizzy.

"I got you," she whispered playfully.

I grinned and pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly to me. Tessa was pulling away when we heard a car pull into the driveway.

All three of us turned to see who it was. I didn't recognize her right away, not until she got out.

It was Sophie, looking frantic and scared. She looked exhausted, with dark half-moons under her eyes and smeared makeup. Her scar looked looked almost white in the broad daylight.

Suddenly snowballs were flying over my head and hitting Sophie. One, two, three.

"Jem-," Sophie snapped.

Four, five.

Her bad mood dissipated and she giggled. She chased after Jem, the two of them laughing hysterically.

I felt Tessa's eyes on me, so I turned my attention back to her.

"Tess, I do believe staring is considered rude in this country. You have been here for three years, correct?" I asked her teasingly.

She beamed at me, her eyes full of admiration. "Nearly two and a half, to be exact." She entwined herself with me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately. Her body was cold, but familiar and comforting.

I pulled away slightly, brushing her untamed hair away from her face. She made me breathless, speechless even.

Everything about her stripped away my basic mortal abilities.

And looking at her now, in that moment, was like seeing her for the first time. She was beautiful, stunning, sexy, irresistible. Her wavy hair was still messy from sleep, but she didn't care. She sat in front of me like she didn't care who saw her. She had on no make-up, but she didn't need it. Her pale skin blended well with the background of snow, but her eyes stood out in the contrast of colors.

They were a light grey, lightly tinted blue.

"You're beautiful, you know that? Absolutely beautiful. You take my breath away," I told her, knowing I meant every word.

She gasped quietly, her eyes widening. Did she not realize her simple beauty was all it took for me to fall for her?

"You mean that?" she asked, so quietly I knew she doubted my words.

"Of course I do, Tess," I told her. "I have thought that every second of every hour of every day since I met you, my snow princess."

Yes, she was my snow princess. Sitting here in the snow, in just yoga pants and one of my t-shirts, with snow falling all around us. Snow landed on her long eyelashes, and melted when she blinked and they touched her cheekbones. Snow was in her hair, her clothes, leaving white flecks on. She was smiling at me like there was no one else in the world.

She started to say something. "Will, I-,"

But I didn't hear the rest of it. Sophie squealed as Jem reached for her waist, pulling her back as they both collapsed in the soft snow. I laughed because I loved seeing Jem happy like this.

But then I remembered that Tessa had said something, so I looked back at her. Her face was more flushed now than it had been from the cold weather. She looked down.

"What were you saying, Tess?"

"Nothing. Nothing, it was stupid."

I knew those words were a lie as soon as they came out of her mouth.

Nothing she said was every stupid to me.

I raised my eyebrows. "It doesn't seem like nothing. You don't blush for no reason, and you certainly don't avoid eye contact with me unless you're hiding something," I noted.

She shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I'm not hiding anything, Will. I said it, you just didn't hear it."

I sighed. I would get it out of her eventually. I always did.

"Whatever you say, Tessa."

She started shivering. How had I not noticed how cold she'd been?

I scowled. "We should get you inside."

I stood up, offering my hand to her to pull her into my body, keeping her close so she would warm up. Her teeth were chattering as she turned her head into my chest.

"Are you two lovebirds coming with us?" I called over my shoulder to Jem and Sophie as we made our way to the front door.

"Yes!" Sophie cried, her voice slightly muffled.

I opened the door for Tessa, gently pushing her inside as a gust of warm air greeted us.

Tessa and I had taken a long, hot shower together. Nothing sexual had happened between us. It was strange, actually, that we hadn't had sex at all since the day I'd made my special spaghetti for her.

Had it been any other girl, I would be concerned.

But it was Tessa.

And Tessa was all that mattered.

If she didn't want to constantly, then I was content with just being around her, just as I was that whole week.

But now, after the shower, we sat in front of the fireplace, curled into each other on the couch. I was stroking her wet hair down her back, which was now clothed in another one of my t-shirts.

The weather had drastically changed from the snowy, sunny weather. Now it was dark, snow falling so heavily I couldn't see any of our surroundings. Wind was howling around the cabin, occasionally rattling the windows.

"Will, you'll put me to sleep if you keep doing that," she mumbled.

I chuckled. "If you fall asleep, then I'll fall asleep."

She turned her head to look at me. She regarded me carefully. "I don't dread falling asleep anymore, Will. I can thank you for that. When I'm with you, all my fear disappears. I don't have those nightmares anymore. You made all of that go away."

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. What did she expect me to say?

"You make me feel like I'm not so screwed up, Tess."

The words were right there at the tip of my tongue.

Three words.

Eight letters.

My tongue formed the words, but my voice wouldn't work.

Why couldn't I say it?

Because...

Because she deserved to be told that in a special way.

Besides, what if she didn't say it back?

But it didn't matter, because in that moment, in the aftermath of our snow-fun, in the glowing light of the fire, when her eyes reflected the orange color, her hair falling around her face, I realized that I was in love her.

So helplessly in love with her.

It hit me like a freight train as she stared at me expectantly, her angelic lips forming an O, her eyes wide.

She wanted me to say it.

She was probing me to say it.

I was going to say it.

But then the doorbell rang.

Who could have been at the door in this kind of storm? Sophie had already gone home, a few hours ago.

JEM'S POV

I was just getting out of the shower when the doorbell rang. I had on a pair of track pants, hanging off my hips, and was rubbing my head with a towel when I heard it.

I groaned, knowing neither Tessa nor Will was going to answer that.

I strolled out of my bathroom upstairs and padded down the stairs.

I was wrong; Tessa and Will had emerged from the living room and were both staring at the door in bewilderment.

"Generally when the doorbell rings, you're supposed to answer it," I joked as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"But who would show up here in this weather?" Will asked, horror threaded in his voice.

I rolled my eyes and pulled the door open. The wind bit the bare skin of my chest.

In the doorway stood a tall, blonde boy with bright blue eyes, watering from the wind, and a warm face.

Tessa gasped behind me, and I saw in my peripheral vision that she turned away, curling herself into Will's embrace. He accepted her gesture, wrapping himself around her and looking down at her lovingly.

"Who are you?" I asked, shivering.

"J-Jem, it's me. Na-Nathaniel Gr-Gray. I was j-just passing through here try-trying to get to-to c-campus," he stuttered. He had his arms wrapped around himself, a thick wool jacket not keeping much of the wind or cold out.

By the Angel.

How had I not recognized him before? I'd met Nate, several times. But he looked different. His hair was slightly longer, styled to the side, like he'd blow-dried it like that, and his face was more clear of blemishes. He was dressed more feminine than I was used to seeing him.

I gasped. I hadn't seen him since before him and Tessa had broken up. Actually, I hadn't seen him since before school got out last year.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, my eyes narrowing at him. Nate's eyes roamed up and down my body, and my face heated up.

"I didn't know you were here," he said. "The storm is so bad, I can't see anything on the-the road. I was hop-hoping to stay here for a f-few hours until it let up?"

"Absolutely not," Will snapped, his eyes hard as stone as he glared at Nate.

I guess Will knew exactly what happened with Tessa and Nate.

"James, shut the door. You're letting all the warm air out," Will said.

I hesitated. I couldn't just leave him there.

"Sure you can," Will responded.

Oops. Had I spoken that out loud?

I guess Tessa was rubbing off on me...

"William," Nate spat.

I stepped aside. "Come inside, Nate. You can leave when the storm lightens."

Nate stepped inside, his checks bright red. He looked around, his eyes suddenly landing on Tessa, who was still being protected by Will.

"Tessie," he said curtly.

Tessa flushed and broke away from Will. "You're not allowed to call me that anymore, Nate!" she yelled.

Nate looked taken aback. I leaned against the front door.

Tessa needed this closure.

"I called you 'Tessie' for two years. Old habits die hard, I guess," he snapped.

"Back off, Nate," Will said, stepping between the two of them.

"Will," I said, "let them figure this out on their own."

Will turned on me. "Who are you speaking for, James? You of all people should understand! You let this thing into my lake house against my will!"

I rolled my eyes. "You're being dramatic, William."

Nate was laughing. Will's jaw locked.

"What the hell are you laughing at, Gray?"

Tessa, looking slightly confused, considering she went by the same last name, relaxed slightly upon realizing Will was not speaking to her.

"Just the fact that Tessa went from one football player to another. She's moving up in the league, isn't she? She started with me, the wide receiver. I heard she slept with a line backer, and now she's with the quarterback-,"

Tessa's hand cracked across his face. "Don't you ever speak of me in such ways again, Nathaniel Gray. You don't know who I am. You gave up that privilege months ago."

I sighed, realizing this wasn't going anywhere good. "Okay, that's enough. I'll entertain Nate while you two do your own thing."

Nate and Tessa glared at each other. Will pulled at Tessa, finally having to sling her over his shoulder and go upstairs to break the feud.

I led Nate to the kitchen, asking if he wanted anything.

I was making him a sandwich when he asked me the most surprising question of all.

"You're not straight, are you, Jem? But you're not exactly gay, either."

I choked, nearly dropping the knife I was using to spread peanut butter. "What makes you say that?"

"I saw the way you looked at Will. But I've also seen how you looked at Sophie Collins all last year."

I aimed my knife at Nate. He held his hands up defensively. "You are to tell no one of this. Ever. If I find out you told someone, this will be down your throat before you can blink again."

Nate swallowed. "Okay, Jem. I was just going to say that I've always thought you had a great body."

I shook my head, smiling a little. "No need to suck up now, Gray."

He scoffed. "Don't call me that. You already have one Gray in your life, and she's your best friend. A great person actually, with a loving personality. I think she's in love with Will. I saw how she was looking to him for support, how she admired him," he said.

I grinned. "I think Will loves her, too. When she's not around, he talks about wishing she was there. When she is around, all he can do is stare at her in awe. I've never seen either of them act like this, but I think they both needed it. I don't think they could've gotten over everything without each other."

Hello again! Soooo how was chapter 10? :) It's one of my longest chapters. Actually, I spent my whole afternoon writing this because I finished CoB and I didn't want to cheat on my challenge (ahem, SilverCarstairs).

*-Yes, Frozen inspired this chapter.

Playlist (disregarding that I was listening to One Direction's "Take Me Home-Yearbook Edition" Album the whole time...):

Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?-Anna from Frozen (it should be obvious...)

I Would-One Direction (I LOVE THIS SONG AND ALSO BECAUSE IT REMINDS ME OF WHAT TESSA AND NATE USED TO HAVE BUT NOW WHAT WILL AND TESSA HAVE-sorry for the caps.)

What Makes You Beautiful-One Direction (this song inspired the scene about Will describing Tessa's beauty-sweet, right?)

Anyway! You guys know what to do! R&R and I hope you enjoyed this because I enjoyed writing this! :)

Disclaimer: I own only the plot.

Xoxo!

~Caitlyn :)