Derek's POV
I woke up at 10:32 am to find snow floating down from the sky. I rolled my eyes and hopped back in bed. I hate snow. It's kind of ironic, considering I live in Canada, where it snows like everyday. I covered my head with my pillow and drifted back to sleep.
I was around 11 when Marti busted into my room.
"Smerek, Smerek, wake up! It's snowing!" Marti says while jumping on me and shaking my bed.
"Smarti, stop. It's just snow."
"No, Derek, it's everywhere! Come look!" Marti says while pulling the pillow off of my head. I sighed and got out of bed. I followed a bouncing Marti down the stairs and out the front door.
Marti was right. It was everywhere. There were around 30 inches of snow piled up around the door and the snow went up to Marti's hips. My mouth dropped open.
"Isn't it pretty, Derek?" I shook my head and walked back inside. I plopped down in my favorite recliner and turned on the TV. All that was on were news broadcasts claiming that there will be 10 more inches of snow on the ground by 1:00 pm. Yippee.
"C'mon, guys! Let's go!" Lizzie yelled from the living room. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my coat. I walked down the stairs to see the whole family standing by the front door all bundled up in their winter clothes. Apparently, Dad and Nora thought a nice little "family outing" to "play in the snow" would be "entertaining". This family makes me sick.
We all walked into the cold bitter air and Marti preceded to make snow angels in the snow covering out front yard. Then Nora, Dad, Lizzie, Edwin, and Casey begun to make a snowman, leaving me. Alone. I rolled my eyes and started making snowballs. This joyful family was in for a surprise.
