Weeks went by Snowie said nothing of her feelings toward Jon and he didn't say anything either. Even if he wanted to he barely seen she so he wasn't going to be a jerk and say something like hey Snow I think your body's rockin' while he walked out the door. Mainly because she would make him own that comment but also because she was Snowie. And she was busy as well. And well damn it she couldn't admit her feelings to herself much less Jon.

"Just tell him!" Hanna exclaimed. "Why is it so freaking heard? Both of you…er…drive me nuts when you act like this."

"That's not what you were going to say, Hanna Banana." Snowie teased. "And how can I tell him? Ugh! You don't understand. We already don't have a normal boy girl friendship."

"You never have!" Hanna threw up her hands. "That's why I don't get it. I mean the first day I seen the two of you together there was something. And then when he did that play and was serious the whole time."

"Hey ladies!" Jon walked up behind them, resulting in getting punched when it scared them. "Ow! Gees!"

"Ass." Hanna said and hit him again. Snowie just laughed and Jon winked at her. She felt the earth drop out from under her every time he did that or flashed her that smile. "Oh god! You two need a room or something." Hanna rolled her eyes.

"Shut up or I won't buy you lunch, Miss I Forgot My Money." Jon said throwing his arms across both girl's shoulders.

They walked across the street to a pizza place and met up with a few other people. "Damn Jon! I knew you were a playa but how did you score two at the same time." Toby smirked as they walked in.

Jon laughed. "I'm just that good. It's even in my name."

"Oh God!" The girls said in unison.

It was an early out day so the boys decided to go play football behind the school. Hanna and Snowie decided it would be fun to watch them fall on their asses on the rain soaked muddy field. After the game Jon came running over to Hanna and Snowie.

"Ew! You're all gross don't touch me!" Hanna whined.

He smiled the biggest most mischievous smile and grabbed for them both. They both screamed and he just laughed as he made sure to get mud in their hair on their faces. He had a better idea. He dragged them both to the muddiest part of the field and dropped to his knees taking them with him.

"Jon!" He knew he was going to catch hell from Hanna.

"Jonathan!" Snowie yelled his full name. "Oh you are so dead."

"I am not scared of two whiny muddy little girls!" He exclaimed standing and running away.

They chased after him. Jon didn't see the giant puddle and he went face first and slid a good two feet before coming to a stop. The girls were laughing so hard they fell down on the slippery ground too.

"I said we would get you. Not you will get you!" Snowie's words came out on gasps of laughter.

"Yeah Jon, real smooth!" Hanna fell over him laughing.

"Ahh…Shut up." He rolled over on his back and started laughing. "Okay fine that was pretty funny."

The muddy trio walked to Hanna's house and then Jon and Snowie continued to Horror St. Jon held back and dug around his backpack for a minute. He pulled out a wad of cash and slipped behind a loose brick where Lavrone normally set up. Snowie didn't say anything she just sighed. She wanted so badly to tell him to just stop but she had seen firsthand what had happened when he had refused the first time.

"Don't." Jon said grabbing her hand.

"I wasn't." She said having to run to keep up with his long fact strides.

"Yes you were."

"Wait what is it that I'm not don't that you think I am?" Snowie pulled on his hand to make him stop.

He sighed annoyed. "Snow just don't that's all I'm saying. Now let's go."

She blinked at him as he left her standing there. She knew he wouldn't really leave her and she was right he turned around and crossed his arms over his chest. Gees, she thought as she ran to catch up. He didn't say anything else as they finished the stretch to the house. And she wasn't about to apologize for something she had no idea she had done, forget it. She stomped up to her room and slammed the door as soon as they got home. She didn't know if it hurt her or pissed her that he didn't try to talk to her.

A few hours later after two weeks' worth was done she decided she was hungry. Well that and the smell of cheesy meat wafting through the house making her stomach growl. She would have to face him. Just great. She opened her door and found a note.

This made her think of another note she had found years ago, the one she had forgot about, the one that she found on the first day of class last year, the one that just said Hope your day gets better :) . She had remembered the day she'd found it and shoved it into her jeans only to put it in her backpack that night, Hope and Matt had been fighting and somehow a truck driving past had splashed her with gutter water, she hadn't dared go back home so she'd been forced to have bad hair and smell the entire day. That mixed with a kid being tripped and his tray landing on her didn't help. He must have slipped into her note book when she'd been up at the board. He'd never said anything about. But the first day of high school it fell out when she dropped her pack it was the first time it had been opened but not the last. She'd kept it in her backpack and read the letters every day.

She smiled at the thought and turned to her bed. As she set down she unfolded the new note. 'Sorry' nothing else. Her mad went away a little. She realized maybe he took her sigh as pity and there was one thing Jon hated most and that was it. On top of the fact he was already hating himself that didn't help. She put the note in a box she kept little things like that in and then walked down stairs to find the table set for two and Jon at the stove.

He heard her but didn't turn around. "Your mom was who was on the phone. I just told her you had a headache. She won't be home until late."

"Oh." She said quietly and set down. "Smells good. What is it?"

"My I'm sorry I was an ass and took my aggression and annoyance out on you or better known as your favorite." He replied.

She stood up and walked to stand beside him. "Jon." She said when he ignored her.

She seen everything was already together and he was just letting the cheese melt. She Put her hand on his shoulder and pressed trying to get him to look at her. When he didn't she pressed her hand into his cheek and pulled. He gave in and looked at her.

"I said it, okay?"

"Jon you said it twice. But that's not what I want." She watched him remove the goulash off the burner.

"Let's eat before it gets cold." He was going to avoid her.

"It can be reheated. Will you just stop and look at me, please?"

He sighed. He knew she was going to tell him to stop or something. "What, Snowie?" Ouch! That hurt, he'd hardly ever called her by her full name. "I don't want to talk about it alright? Get it?"

She rolled her eyes. "Jon! I just wanted to say I didn't sigh in pity I sighed because I want so bad to know how to get you out of it but I can't. That's why I sighed. Jon I don't pity you I never have." She touched his face when he looked away. "Jon, you're my best friend. Please don't shut me out."

"Snow, I'm sorry. I'm mad at me not you." He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not trying to shut you out, I'm just trying to protect you. I swear."

"Well stop. I'm a big girl I can take care of myself." She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I love you. Even if you a total ass sometimes."

"I love you too, Snow White." When she looked at him he smirked. "Didn't think I caught the wince when I said your full name, did you? Let's eat."

They were in his room for once. She was watching him do pull ups from a bar on his closet door. She was trying not to stare but damn it was hard not to. So she turned on the TV to MTV Lucky by Bif Naked was playing.

"We are, we. We are the lucky…"

"…Ugh not that." He whined hanging from the bar.

"I like it."

Jon jumped down and jumped on the bed by her grabbing the remote. "Of course you do you're a girl."

When she just frowned at him he winked and flipped through the channels. "Asshole."

"I know." He said not looking at her.

He stopped on a Mad Max movie and relaxed back. "Ugh! Not that one."

"Shut up." He reached out to hit her.

"Ew! No you're all sweaty."

"Oh yeah?"

He grabbed her and rubbed her face into his sweaty chest. "Jon! EW!" She yelled.

"Ew! Now you're all sweaty." He mocked.

She pulled away only for him to follow he pushed her down and leaned over her. "Jon." She whined.

He only laughed and she couldn't help but join in. He stayed over leaning over her as they stopped laughing. They looked at each other getting sober again. She sighed and bit her lip. Jon made the first move he bent lower and kissed her. She opened her mouth a little when he licked her seam with the tip of his tongue. She rested her hands on his back. He could tell she didn't really know what to do with her hands it made him feel good. It meant he was still the only guy she had kissed, sure Toby had tried when they were in junior high but it wasn't the same.

He pulled back and looked at her. "What?"

He shook his head. "Nothing. Do you want to do this?"

"Yes and no. I mean your Jon."

"And you're Snowie. I think we've established that much." She cocked her head and her tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip, leaving a wet sheen that he really wanted taste. "We won't go any farther than you want. You tell me to stop and I will. Okay?"

While they had kissed before they had never made out, so it was new to them both, but where she was timid and not knowing he had done it all before not much but enough. She said nothing just wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled. He followed her lead. He ran his hand up under her shirt while his tongue explored her mouth. He stopped at her rib cage and when she didn't protest he went a little farther.

Twenty minutes later she was straddling him, her shirt was off and her pink and black bra was daring him to remove it when they heard someone coming up the stairs. She set up rubbing against his hard dick. That didn't clear his mind any. He turned dumbing her off onto the mattress. The person was at her door they could hear the knocking.

"Where's my shirt?" Snowie asked jumping, as quietly as she could, off the bed. "Shit."

"Here." He tossed her one of his shirts it would be bigger but he had no idea where her shirt had been tossed. "Your mom shouldn't be home yet."

"My mom would have called out by now. Shit what if someone broke in."

"Do you think I'd let any hurt you?" He walked to the door thanking God he had baggy sweats. "What are you doing, huh? Stay here." He said when she followed.

"No. I'm scared, I don't want to stay by myself."

He groaned. "Fine but stay behind me."

Jon slowly opened the door and the opened it wider. Matt was standing there his hand out like he was about to open the door. He looked as annoyed as Jon was. Fucking really? He thought. Wait why was he here and why the hell was he snooping around?

"Matt!" Snowie squealed. "What the hell are you doing here? And why the hell didn't you call out or something. Fuck, man."

"Don't cuse young lady." He didn't bother answering.

"Don't tell her what to do." Jon said almost in his face.

Matt stared at him. The kid had grown and so had his attitude. "My house, boy, I can tell her what I want. Here is your mother?" he addressed Snowie.

She shrugged. "Out."

"Girl."

She felt Jon stiffen under her hand. "Fine I guess she's still at work. She's not here you don't live here anymore so get out."

"Why so you can fuck your little boyfriend?" He scoffed.

Jon stepped in front of her before she could say anything. "Don't fucking talk to her like that, neither."

"You arrogant ungrateful little prick."

"Oh words I haven't heard before." Jon mouthed off.

Matt smashed his fist into the younger man's jaw snapping Jon's head to the side. Snowie let out a scream which only added to the rage that had built up in him. Jon hit Matt tackling him to the ground punching him hard in the face. Matt took the opportunity to nail him in the ribs and threw him to the side landing on top of him. He hit Jon a few times before Snowie screamed for him to stop and threw herself on his back punching and kicking like he had taught her too when she had been younger. He reached back and shoved.

Snowie screamed as she lost all balance and tumbled down the stairs she managed to roll into a ball and protect her neck but when she had tried to stop herself she caught her wrist and twisted it she knew she had heard bone snap. She landed at the bottom with a hard whack to her head. Her last thought was dear God don't let him kill Jon, before everything went black.