Disclaimer: The setting and plot are mine. Other than that… this belongs to Meg Cabot. That makes me so sad.

Rating: T+

This is my very first fan-fic. So please be kind when you read it, ok?

I stood by the window, watching the fluffy snowflakes drift slowly to the ground outside. The old, hollow tree outside was completely covered with snow, and looked somewhat like a giant white broccoli.

The shrill ringing of the phone startled me from my thoughts. Jesse! I thought immediately. I rushed towards my telephone, the one I had gotten from that garage sale several years back, and picked up the receiver like an eager puppy.

"Susannah? Can I come over?" Jesse's voice sounded over the phone.

"Sure. I was just about to call you myself." We exchanged light banter for several minutes, before he left his house.

"See you later. I love you." I replied likewise, and he hung up.

I sat on the couch holding the receiver to my ear, grinning stupidly like a child who had just received a fabulous present. Jesse and I had been going out for the past five years, and the sound of his voice still gave me the warm fuzzies… Then I snapped out of my reverie and made my way up the stairs to get ready for Jesse's arrival. No way was I seeing him looking like I'd just woken up!

Once in my room, I made a beeline for the bathroom to give my hair a quick rinse. I applied some mascara and lip gloss, adding just a touch of rogue. Throwing on a black sweater over my button-down shirt, I slipped into my jeans just as the doorbell rang. I grinned. Great timing!

I ran down the stairs and towards the door, not noticing the wet patch—must have come from that tub of Ben and Jerry's I ate earlier—on the floor. So I slipped and fell, cracking a toenail. Damn.

"Susannah?" Jesse opened the door and looked down at me, concern in his eyes.

"I slipped. No biggie. But my pedicure… I hope the shop has a warranty. Sheesh!"

I glared at Jesse as he cracked up. I mean, Jesse may be hot and all, but when it comes to understanding a girl's basic needs appearance-wise… He's clueless. Getting up, I ran out the door with Jesse right behind me. A freezing blast of wind hit me as I bent down to pick up some snow. I packed it into a nice round ball and spun around to throw it. It missed horribly and I groaned aloud, just as a huge snowball thunked me in the leg.

The second snowball I threw hit him square in the tummy. I let out a victorious yell and took off; Jesse was right on my tail.

He caught up with me when I tripped over a small dune of snow, and grabbed my arm. Panting slightly, I turned to face him, and immediately got trapped in the soulful depths of his chocolate brown eyes. Time seemed to freeze around us as we gazed into each others' eyes, unable to look away.

Jesse leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips, and my eyes fluttered close. My arms went around his neck and I pulled him towards me. Our lips met with fervour and at the same moment, his arms found their way to my waist, encircling them in a protective embrace. Our passion intensified with each passing second; Jesse's hands started to roam due north.

Jesse pulled away, breathing raggedly. "Let's go inside."

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We emerged from the room a full hour later, grinning wearily.

"I'll get us some juice." I made my way into the kitchen and opened the fridge, always stuffed choc full with food, ranging from fruits, to ice-cream, to honey-baked ham.

And let out a high-pitched scream which would have put even the loudest eagle to shame.

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I know this chap. is really short, 'cos I my brain kind of froze up halfway and I couldn't think. So… Please review!