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I could tell we were getting closer to our destination because I could feel the temperature outside drop. Every now and then I would see snowflakes fall from the sky. The feeling of snowflakes falling gave me two emotions: The first emotion was happiness. Watching the white, gentle snowflakes fall to the ground filled me with happiness. The second emotion was worriedness. Was it really a good idea to be driving on a highway in a large bus that probably weighs thousands of pounds when it is snowing outside? I realized that the bus driver wouldn't be driving a bus of passengers if it was too dangerous, so decided to let it go.

So far our ride hasn't been too bad. Most of the time it was quiet. Everyone would be doing their own thing and the rest would respect their space. At the moment, Miley and I were in our own room doing our personal things. Miley was already half way through her second book, and I just got off the phone with my mother. You know how moms are; always checking up on you to make sure everything is alright. In the past day I got five phone calls from her checking up on us, making sure the bus hadn't crashed or anything. The one time I didn't pick up my cell phone she totally freaked out thinking that something terrible had happened.

I decided to leave Miley to herself while she got lost in her book, so I made my way to the living room area and sat myself on the couch wrapping myself in a couple blankets watching some old black and white television series Mr. Stewart was watching. I was not used to this weather at all. I am a Californian. I like the hot weather not the freezing cold weather.

Jackson and Oliver were once again playing the downhill snowboarding game. I tried it earlier on the trip, It was awesome! I can see why they are so hooked.

The bright white sky became darker and darker as the day came to an end. I was so excited! This time tomorrow I would be in a warm winter house occupied by Miley's relatives. I kept wondering though, would they would like me? Would they like Oliver? Were we completely different from them? Would they enjoy our company and invite us back again next year? All theses thoughts pondered through my head as I drifted off into a goodnights sleep.

I woke up the next morning in a deserted room. Miley's bed was already made so perfect you could bounce a coin on it. I could not feel the bus moving anymore. Where we there already? I put on my gray hoddie that went with my white, pink, and green pyjama pants and slipped on my fuzzy green slippers. I walked out of Miley's and my room and was a little shocked by what I saw. Everyone, including the bus drivers were crowded around the living room area. Oliver was the first to notice me and smiled.

"Well good morning sleeping beauty" He said. I let out the tiniest of smiles.

All heads shot towards my direction. "What's going on?" I asked.

"Look out the window" Jackson said taking a bit out of his bowl of cereal. I went over to the nearest window and opened the curtains. I gasped in surprise. The scene before my eyes was beautiful. There was snow everywhere. There was one foot minimum that had fallen during the night. The sun was up glistening on the fresh new snow. The trees covered with snow looked like they were perfectly painted white. Out in the distance I could see little animals scurrying about. I smiled watching a little bunny hop in the fresh snow creating small bunny tracks.

I turned back around to the group with a big smile on my face. "It's beautiful outside. I don't see the problem" I said.

"We can't drive in this weather, it's too dangerous. Us, and many others are stuck here for who knows how long." The bus driver who I suggested to be Larry said. This changes my whole point of view. But while were stuck we might as well make the most out of it.

"Why not we have some fun" I suggested a huge smile growing on my face.

"What'd you have in mind?" Miley asked.

Everyone on board the Hannah bus got changed into something warm. I opened the doors to the bus and fell into the snow below me. Oliver, Miley and the rest followed me out of the bus and into the soft snow. There were two lines of cars lined up for miles and miles. They were all stuck just like us with nowhere to go. I passed though the two lines of cars and ran to the snow covered field I first looked at when I opened the window. I felt all eyes on me as I fell on my back in the middle of the field. Oliver ran towards me and fell in the snow right next to me. Miley soon followed suit. A big grin was plastered on my face as I picked up a handful on snow and threw it at Oliver's face. He screamed like a girl and whipped the snow from his eyes.

"Lilly!" Oliver shouted.

"Oliver!" I mimicked.

I got up off the cold ground and started to run as Oliver chased after me. "Miley help!" I shouted. Miley did the first thing that came to mind: she picked up a handful of snow and packed it into a ball. As I ran past Miley, she threw the snowball at Oliver's stomach. He stopped chasing me and picked up some snow throwing it at me.

"Hey, she threw it!" I said.

"Yeah well you started it!"

I picked up snow off the ground and threw it at Oliver hitting him perfectly in the face. Oliver brushed the snow off his face and repeated my actions. He threw the snowball in my direction but I ducked just before it hit me. Miley and I laughed as Oliver pouted. Jackson, Mr. Stewart and the bus drivers Larry and Marley joined in and the seven of us were soon having a huge snowball fight. At the corner of my eye, I could see children of all ages getting out of their parents cars and running out into the snow. Some parents followed their children and people of all ages, size, color, culture, and religion were all on the snowy field joining in our snowball fight. I couldn't help but laugh watching little children throw deformed snowballs at each other.

Miley and Jackson ganged up on their dad and covered him with snow. I laughed as Mr. Stewart started complaining about how his hair was now wet. I watched as Larry and Marley helped two children make a snowman. I smiled watching the scene.

I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist and pull me to them. I looked behind me and came face to face with Oliver. I turned my head back to the scene and had snow smeared all over my face. Oliver unwrapped his arms from me and started laughing.

"Meany" I pouted.

This continued on for some time. When the snowball fight had died down, everyone was cold and soaking wet. I trudged my way onto the bus and took a hot shower. Afterwards I let Miley take over the bathroom as I changed into some warm clothes. By the time I had changed Mr. Stewart already had hot chocolate made. I picked up a cup with exactly six mini marshmallows on top and got comfy.

By the time the sun went down and I was tucked in bed, I could feel the bus shift into drive and slowly make its way down the highway. In just a couple hours, we will have reached our destination.

A/N: I actually didn't mean for this chapter to turn out this way. It didn't start that way. But where I live, we just got about two feet of snow over night. I live in a closed street so only people who live on the block drive up and down the street. Plus everyone knows one another. Anyways my neighbours were all outside this morning so I decided to join and we started a snowball fight. Soon we had everyone on the street joining in. It was so much fun! It will defiantly be one of my favourite winter memories.

Oh, by the way, in the first paragraph I used the word "worriedness" does anyone know if worriedness is even a real English word?

I sort of know how I want the rest of the story to turn out. I hope it works out.

Thanks for reading.

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