CHAPTER 1 We belong together

"Man, I'm so excited!" Zoë Gasped, failing to keep her joy a secret.
"I know, luv, to see everyone 'gain, to see how everyone's changed, to see you again, it's all great." Stated her best friend Moby. Moby and Zoe had known each other for a long time, ever since the beginning of ssx. They were sister and brother like none other, they were protective of one-another, knew everything there was to know about the other and could always tell when something was wrong as well as know what to do to help. Through his lime green shades Moby spotted someone entering the lodge, which was slowly being filled with newly-arrived participants and their massive loads of luggage,
"an' you must be glad to see that bloke 'gain!" he said with a big smile
Zoë turned around and saw him… she had waited so long for him, all she thought about was him, in her dreams all she could see was him and here he was once again on the ssx circuit… him, with his muscular body, his insane hairstyles, his sexy tattoos and his eyes as pure as spring water. Zoë's heart skipped a beat, it was HIM!

"Psymon Stark?" Said a woman near the door, an employee for the events, in an annoyed manner.
"Yeah…" He answered in an almost worried voice seeing the overweight greasy-haired man-ish woman with humongous glasses, bad breath and a hairy upper-lip.
The woman checked her list and gave him some keys as well as some forms to fill out.
Zoë couldn't keep her eyes off him, needless to say the girl was in love in every sense of the term, she stood there in trance and would simply watch his every move, she watched as he sat down, got up, looked frantically for a pen, realized he had one in his hand, sat down again, started filling out the form, cursed as he made a mistake in his name, reading the ques……

"HEY!" she objected in a loud tone as Moby awaked her from her never-ending gaze.
"Sorry, luv, but I thought we were gonna lose you, you know, I don't know why you don't just go over there and talk to him…"
"are you nuts? What if he thinks I'm a loser or something!" She hissed in an I-can't-believe-you voice.
"Your not a loser, but one day you will have to tell him that you like him to find out if he has feelings for you too. There's lots of time for that now that everyone's back, now, I want you to forget about him for a second and help me keep my temper down, Mac's coming and you know how I hate his guts."
-hey dawgs!

More and more people arrived at the lodge with their belongings. As they chatted away, drank hot chocolate, recaped what had happened to each-other while they were gone and got the know the "new guys", hairy-upper-lip-woman stared at the mountain of luggage that was awaiting her. Truly in awe at the amount of junk these kids had brought along, she called in re-enforcements, Bob and Kathy from peak 2…

Throughout the luggage she spotted some interesting bags… An expensive set of Louis Vuitton that belonged to Supermodel Elise Riggs, Canadian blonde bombshell who was loaded beyond belief , she thought she was better than everyone else, and was "almost" right to think so, since she was "almost" perfect. There were a set of bright pink bags with pandas on them as well as a bear-shaped backpack that couldn't have belonged to anyone but Kaori Nishidaki, the stereotypical Japanese schoolgirl who was sweet, energetic and had a fatal attraction to anything relatively cute. A set of leather bags with embroidered flowers and red silk scarves on the handles belonged to Marisol Diaz Delgado, sexy Latina chica from Venezuela, the girl had the beauty of an orchid, the charm of spring lilacs and was as exotic as the most beautiful of lilies.The woman then spotted some duffle bags with marker designs on them and with them, a throng of guitars, property of Allegra Sauvagess the cute but tough tomboy that won't let anyone mess with her. She was a new boarder this season and was ready to have a blast. She looked at all these bags and deeply wished to be young, beautiful and talented as she looked back at her so-so life.

on that note, Hairy-upper-lip-lady finaly got her helpers on duty and as they started to load luggage onto the truck, one bag fell in the snow, a black one with plaid accents who belonged to Zoë Payne. This Girl was different. She was always an outsider with the other girls; she fit in better with the tough crowd. Misunderstood and rejected by "pretty girls" all her life, she would do strange things to gain attention: painting stripes on her face, weird haircuts, tattoos, and so on….She would be pointed out constantly as a freak.

The competitors acted civilized throughout the night's discussions, although some tensions existed between them… for one night everyone had become friends, in a fake soon-to-change way.
Everyone was paired up for a room: Moby and Psymon, Elise and Allegra, Nate (a fairly quiet newcomer) and Mac, Zoë and Marisol, and other teamed up competitors. Only Kaori had a room alone

Later that night Kaori had a request for Zoë, She looked outside her room's door to she the Japanese girl
"Um, giggles Zoë… Could you do me a favor? Um, could you switch rooms with me? giggles your with Marisol and I'd really like to share a room with her, OK? giggles"
"But they already moved all our stuff!" Zoë protested, thinking how unpleasant it would be to move all of her numerous belongings elsewhere.
"Please!" The girl insisted with a voice as sweet as sugar, with a touch of "don't say no I'll be heartbroken" and a zest of "I hope she doesn't figure our plan out"
Zoë stuck her head out of the room to see that Kaori had already brought her Pepto-Bismol luggage in front of the door.
"Fine, whatever" she was just about to go to bed and now her new task had presented itself, she was really tired, not in the mood to be moving stuff around and was really pissed off

Zoë brought her stuff to the complete other end of the building to her new unoccupied room. She sat on the edge of the bed and figured that this was probably all Marisol's plan to get away from her. Why the hell did everyone hate her? "FUCK!" She yelled out.
Psymon, who was passing in the hallway, heard this, and decided to investigate.

"What's wrong, eh?"

Zoë immediately turned bright red and said "oh woops sorry hehehe".

Eyebrows raised, Psymon left with Zoë giving him an OK sign. With that short but wonderful visit Zoë forgot about all those girls that disliked her and feeling truly exhausted, the boarder laid down and went to bed feeling warm and cozy inside.

end of chapter one