Chapter Two:

I awoke. My head rested on Mac's shoulder with his head gently on top of mine. He was cute when he slept. He didn't drool or snore like my brothers did and he didn't have to body odor of that nerdy kid at my school, Calvin, who had a crush on me. Ewwww-w. He stirred, obviously feeling my movement, and woke up. His brown eyes opened and he smiled at me, if I wasn't sitting down, my knees would have buckled.

Everyone else was still sleeping, except for Griff, who was trying to rest his head on Kaori's shoulder, too bad he couldn't reach it. Pow, pow, pow, shot down. Mac asked if I wanted to play cards, and I said sure and reached down into my back pack. I put my hand out to balance my self, and instead of finding the plastic seat divider, I found Mac's hand instead. After gazing at my hand, I gazed at him, and he gazed back at me. All reality seemed to dissapeer around us, and it was just Mac and I, staring at each other. I pulled away suddenly and resumed looking for my cards, trying to hide my reddened cheeks.

Well, twenty two war games later, we landed. I won all twenty two, oh wait maybe, no I won them all. I just hope Mac snowboards better then he plays cards, otherwise I might just wipe the snow with him. Kapow! We hopped aboard another smaller plane to Big Mountain. However it had snowed so much that the lodge was snowed in so we stayed in the city. There was a hotel down there and so we checked in and found our rooms. Mac let me have the bed by the window, so polite, and threw his stuff by the other bed, closer to the door.

The night was young so Mac and I went for a walk under the stars. We walked, our boots trudging through the snow, the black sky poked with holes of white stars, and the moon, guiding us with its radiant beams of light. We continued walking, no where in particular until we found ourselves in the forest. Suddenly we stoped. "Allegra," Mac said sweetly, "wait here, I think I forgot something." A slight smile emerged on his face.

Now I'm not the typical girl. Not a Barbie-loving, makeup wearing kinda a chick. I'm more of a get-in-my-way-and-ill-kick-ur-butt kinda girl. Mac found this out the hard way when he threw a snowball at my back and I pelted him with a return fire right in the face. Our fight continued long into the night. Then as soon as it started, it stopped. We pulled closer together. "Allegra, I want to ask you something."

"What is it Mac?" I asked.

"Well, I…Allegra…what I wanted to ask was…oh never mind." He seemed embarrassed to say what ever it was he was going to say.

"What Mac? You can tell me." COME ON MAC SPILL IT OUT!

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yea. Come on, its late, we should head back." We walked back to the hotel, draped in the light of the stars.