This one is kinda fluffy...probably 'cause it involves snow. :P Oh, and I forgot to mention, but tomorrow I'm going on vacation! Unfortunately, that means I won't have any access to my computer and all its lovely files... so to keep you all happy until then, I updated and wrote you all THREE more drabbles/one-shots. I hope you're happy! :P Maybe I'll have time to squeeze one more in tomorrow before I leave, but I'm not promising anything.
Cammie pelts me with a snowball, laughing gleefully as she runs away.
"That hurts, Gallagher Girl," I say, placing my hand over my heart in mock discomfort. It's wintertime, and the snow sparkles with a clean brightness. Winter always amazes me. It reminds me of life: it can be cold and heartless sometimes, but it's beautiful.
Normally childish things like snowball fights aren't my style. I'm not the sunshine and rainbows kind of guy. Maybe it's because of my upbringing – I never really had anyone to play pretend and make-believe with. Or maybe it's just because I know that life isn't all sunshine and rainbows; there are storm clouds and rainy days that seem to last forever, too.
But it's Christmas Eve, and that guarantees an exception. For once I let down my guard, just a little. It can't hurt to have some fun.
Cammie runs back to me. Her nose is red from the cold and her cheeks are bright pink from exertion. Snow clings to her hair, and her eyes are sparkling. I scoop up a handful of snow and fling it at her, smirking. Cammie cries in fake outrage and tackles me, sending us tumbling backwards. Snow, piled in drifts all around us, cushions our fall. I laugh as we're caught by the soft, wet whiteness.
I'm falling in snow…and in love.
But maybe I'll enjoy it.