.Nat pov..
"Nate! Nate, wake up!" I yell, shaking him.
"Ugh. Five more minutes, Natty!" Nate says as he puts the pillow over his head.
I grab the pillow and throw it to the other side of the room. He looks at me.
"Really?" he asks in disbelief.
I cross my arms.
"Fine, fine. What is so important that you had to wake me up at the break of dawn?" he asks.
I go to the window and pull the curtains back. Snow was falling heavily on to the already snow covered ground.
"Whoa!" Nate says as he climbs out of bed and rushes to the window.
"Let's go tell Sully!" I say as we rushed into Sully's bedroom.
We stopped dead in our tracks and covered our ears as Sully was snoring loudly.
"Sully, wake up! It's snowing!" Nate whispers.
He kept snoring. I slap his shoulder gently. He woke with a start.
"Kids? What the hell?" he says as he rubs his eyes.
We point to the window.
"It's snowing!" we both say.
"And?" he asks.
We put our arms down and I lowered my head.
"Nothing. Never mind." I say.
He looks at us, puzzled.
"You two have never seen snow?" he asks.
We shake our heads.
"Maybe once or twice " Nate says.
He gets out of the bed.
"Your coats are in your closet and your sleds are under your beds." he says.
"Are you coming?" I ask.
He nods.
"Go get ready."
We nod and race to our room. I pull out my light blue and white toboggan, gloves, and thick jacket. I put my socks and snow boots on.
Nate put on his black toboggan, his black gloves and brown jacket. He put his socks and boots on as well. I got my green sled and Nate got his blue one.
"How deep do you think the snow is?" I ask.
Nate picked up the ruler.
"Let's find out." he says.
We step out of the warm house. We carefully made our way down the steps of our porch and into the frozen yard. We put the ruler in the ground. Our eyes went wide.
"Twenty inches?!" we say in shock.
Sully stepped out onto the porch and he leaned against the house.
"That much, huh?" He asks as he leans against the door frame.
He had on a light winter jacket, a cup of coffee, boots, and of course he had a cigar.
"Won't you get cold?" I ask, heading back to the porch steps.
He waves his hand.
"Nah. You and your brother go have some fun." he says.
"Hey, Natty! Wanna build a snowman?" Nate asks.
"Yeah!" I say as I run to Nate.
We started rolling snow into a giant ball, and then made a medium sized one, and finally, a small one. We found some rocks and made eyes and a mouth. Sully gave us a baby carrot to use as a nose and a Santa hat to put on his head. We broke some branches off of a dead tree in the woods behind the house. We placed them into the snowman.
"We can name in Sully!" Nate says.
I nod.
"Then he needs one more thing.." I say as I break off some sticks and tied them together to look like a cigar.
I place it on the snowman. Nate and I began to laugh. Sully came over to see what we was laughing about. He looked at the snowman and chuckled.
"Not bad, kids. Not bad." he says as he heads back to the porch.
I lay down in the snow.
"What are you doing? You're gonna get sick." Nate said, slightly concerned.
"I'm making a snow angel!" I say as I move my legs side to side and my arms up and down.
I carefully stand. I looked down at it and smile.
"Nice." Nate says.
He grabs his sled.
"Up for a race?" he asks.
I nod as I grab my sled. We run to the top of the hill.
"I'll be the judge!" Sully calls out to us.
We give a thumbs up.
"Ready...set...go!" Sully yells.
We went flying down the hill. I would have won, if my sled hadn't hit something and went nose up.
My body smacked into the snow as the sled went over my head.
"Natalie!" Nate screams as I hear footsteps rush towards me.
"Natalie?! Are you alright?!" he asks as he helps me up.
I nod.
"No more racing." Nate says as he grabs the sleds.
"Agreed." I nod.
I watched Nate as he put the sleds on the porch and explained what happened to Sully. I looked out at the neighborhood. I took in a breath of the cold air and watched as my breath looked like smoke. "
What next?" I ask as I turn to face Nate.
Instead of seeing his face, a snowball blinded me. I wipe the snow away from my eyes and saw that Nate had took off running. I smile mischievously.
"It's on, Nathan!" I yell as I chase him.
I stop only to quickly make a snowball and chuck it at him. It hits him square in the back.
Sully began to laugh. We look at each other than to Sully.
"Truce?" Nate asks, holding out his hand.
"Truce." I agree, shaking it.
We each make a snowball and throw them. They both hit their target, Sully. He stops laughing and walks forward.
"You really want to do this, kids?" he asks us.
We smile nervously, already regretting our decision. Sully runs down the steps and we blast off, Sully right on our heels. We scream as Sully finally caught up with us and we were tackled to the ground. We kept on laughing until we started to cry. Sully helps us up as Nate tries to re-adjust his hat and I brush my hair out of my eyes. We were all covered in snow.
"How about we go in, get out of these soaked clothes, and have ourselves a hot meal?" Sully asks.
We nod as we kick our boots against the porch side to try to get any loose snow off. We take them off and place them near the door. We entered our bedroom and prepared to change. I stayed in the room to change while Nate went into the bathroom. I chose my purple shirt and my black pants I put on some black, fuzzy, socks to keep my feet warm and put the ring around my neck. I look into the mirror.
"Greatness from small beginnings, alright." I said as I brush my hair.
Once I put my winter gear near the heater to dry, I headed back into the living room. I looked to see that Nate was already in there. He had his ring on as well as a plain brown shirt and black pants.
"Want some soup and hot chocolate Nat?" Sully asks.
"Please." I say.
Sully put a warm bowl of soup on the table and placed a steaming mug next to it.
"We need to do that again." I say as I carefully put the spoon into my mouth.
Sully chuckled.
"With this much snow, I guarantee we'll have plenty of time to go play in the snow again." Nate says.
Sully joined us at the table as we continued to talk about the snow day.
"Just no more sledding, okay?" I say as Nate and Sully laughed.