As soon as the snowball impacted with Emily's face all hell broke lose. At first you stood frozen in shock. That was the second time in under a hour that you hit her in the face with something.
Wow.
You broke your previous record of a hour and forty five minutes...
It only took five seconds and a muffled snicker from Sammy for you to break down into a fit of -almost- insane laughter. Which was backed by the laughter of the rest of the Gang and that mysterious laughter from earlier.
"Oh, you think thats funny, do ya?" Emily asked, slightly miffed as she wiped the now melting snow from her face.
"No shit Sherlock!" Tessa yelled from behind your black haired friend, who was now kneeling on the ground, sloppily making a snowball of her own as you continued to laugh.
Suddenly, something cold hit you shoulder, halting your laughter. You blinked and looked down to see a destroyed snowball dying your tan coat with white. Emily's laughter filled the air, soon followed by the Gangs.
You smirked and pointed at Emily, "Its on!"
Bending down you quickly and efficiently made another prefect snowball. You stood up just as fast and chucked your creation at your laughing friend.
As if sensing the on coming danger, Emily ceased her laughter and threw herself to the snow covered ground, dodging the snowball. You didn't even think that if the snowball missed Emily you would end up hitting someone else.
And that was what exactly what happened.
Neither of you knew that Tessa and Alston stood behind Emily. Both holding up one of the snowballs you intended to make snowmen with above their heads, as if they were planning to drop them onto a unsuspecting Emily. Your snowball zoomed over Emily and went directly for Tessa, implanting itself directly in the middle of her face.
You blinked and thought, 'Did that really just happen again?'
Above and unknown to you, a white haired spirit was smirking down at all of you.
Tessa fell backwards, throwing the ball of snow she held high into the air. Startled, Alston released his snowball and mistakenly looked up at it as it fell directly onto his face as well. You watched Tessa's ball of snow land slightly behind them.
You stood their with your hand still extended mid throw. You blinked, "Wow...I broke a new record...again..." Your three snow covered friends glared at you making you laugh at the picture they made.
"You better run _Name_." Tessa growled out at you as your three victims made snowballs of their own. Still laughing, you turned around and ran to hide behind the trunk of the willow tree. Hearing three thuds against the bark and a curse you began to make more ammo. You loaded the balls of snow in you arms and ran out from behind the tree, throwing random snowball after random snowball, willing them to hit someone.
And they all did.
When you ran out of snowballs you stopped and looked to see your brother and sister laughing and pointing at everyone. Without even trying you succeeded in hitting all of you friends in the face. You jumped in the air in, laughing out your victory.
"Hell yeah! That takes skill! Pure, and utter skill!" You cheered.
"Damn it all!" Emily cried out as she wiped the third snowball off her face while the others either laughed (the boys and Tessa) or looked at you in awe (Addie and Sammy). "How the hell do you do that _Name_!"
You smirked and put your hands on your hips. "Like I said, 'Pure and utter skill.'"
"'Skill' my ass!"
"No cussing, there are children present!" You heard your brother, Justin, say.
"Ah, shut up ya little runt!" Emily playfully yelled back and chucked a snowball at the little five year old, resulting in another round of snowball wars.
Thirty minutes latter found you all finally making those snowmen. Tessa and Emily made one together, the same with Max and Alston. Justin and Cassie made one with Jason as Addie and Sammy created one together. You chose to make one by yourself, finally giving you to think about the mysterious laughter you continued to hear throughout the day, the feeling of being watched, and the eyes you saw in the tree right before the snowball fight.
You blushed lightly as you worked on the face of you snowman. 'They were a real pretty blue...' Content with you work you stepped back to look at it, but frown. It was missing something...You looked around and brightened when you spotted a slightly broken willow branch hanging on for dear life. Walking over towards it with a single purpose in mind you extended you hand and grasped it and in a single tug, tore it from the tree.
You looked down at the branch. It kinda looked like a deformed Shepard staff...You nodded your head at it in satisfaction and looked up, back to the spot you took it from. You stood on your tip toes and stretched your free hand to pat the spot the branch was until recently.
"Sorry tree." You always felt compelled to apologize to inanimate objects. Especially parts of nature you "hurt" and doors. It was just something else to add onto your long list of weirdness. You turned around and walked back to your snowman. All the while feeling the eyes that watched you with slight confusion and curiosity from somewhere within the snow covered willow branches.
You delicately placed the branch in the snow made hands of you snowman...er...snowboy...sculptor? You shrugged, not sure why exactly you made some boy in a hoodie with a Shepard staff...
You looked at what your friends were making. Addie and Sammy where working on a what looked like a small, round person. Max and Alston where making what seemed to be a lumberjack with the words "Naughty" and "Nice" on his knuckles. Tessa and Emily were debating on a mega-bunny with boomerangs while Jason and the kids made a very pretty looking bird lady. You chuckled at the creativity of you all. Getting a idea you ran back over to the slightly snow covered blanket and picked up your sketch pad and pencil and started to work on your almost forgotten drawing.
Forty five minutes later, everyone was finishing up their masterpieces. You held up your sketch pad to get a better look at it. You smiled. It was perfect.
"Hey _Name_!" Jason waved you over. You placed you art supplies back into you backpack and ran over to him and you siblings, where happily admiring their work.
"Whats up?" You asked seventeen year old, who was looking over the bird lady as well. Not looking at you he gestured to the snowwomen, as if asking what you thought.
"I'm not the only one who feels like their being watched, right?" Ah, you know what he's doing. You smiled and turned to look at the bird like lady in front of you and titled you head slight as if in thought.
"I thought I was going crazy there for awhile, glad I'm not the only one who had that feeling." You tell him before adding another feather like detail.
"You two talking about are new stalker?" Max asked calmly as he walked over with his hands behind his head, the rest of the Gang close behind him.
"Yup." Jason nodded as Tessa handed him her back pack. He looked at it in confusion. "And you gave me this...why?"
Tessa shrugged before smirking, "You might find something useful in there." Jason raised a eyebrow before reaching his hand into it and pulled out a soccer ball, looked at it blankly for a second then placed on the ground at his feet"Dude..." your siblings said breathlessly in unison.
"Why the hell do you have a soccer ball in you backpack...during winter?" Sammy asked.
"I don't know..." Tessa sighed, "I just felt like putting it in there...I guess."
You all watched as Jason took a couple steps back before running at it and kicking it with all his might. Directly at the spot you believed your stalker was hiding in the tree. The ball went threw the branches and disappeared. Your hand twitched when you heard a thud and a startled yelp.
You, Alston, and Emily threw your hands up into the air and yeld out, "GOAL!"
"Damn," Tessa whistled as Addie and Sammy clapped, "Jason's got aim." The twins snickered at the comment they didn't understand.
Suddenly, a person fell backwards out of the tree and landed with another thud, tree branches feel around him. He didn't move so you all hesitantly ran towards the fallen figure.
"Holy hell!" Emily yelped as you all got closer to him. "I think ya killed him, Jas!"
"Lies! You speak lies!"
You all stopped once you could get a good look at your supposed stalker.
"Man..." Max whispered when he spotted the pale skin of the teen Jason forced from the tree, "I have to agree with Em this time, Jas." He placed his right hand on a dumbstruck Jason's right shoulder, all the while not looking away from the unconscious person. "I think you finally killed someone with that killer kick of yours...Your screwed."