White Christmas

Trisha shivered as she left school, Emilie giving her a worried look.

"It's so cold!" Trisha complained, rubbing her arms despite the gloves and numerous layers.

"We'll be at Holly's house soon." Emilie tried to reassure, but the red head wasn't listening, instead staring at the darkening clouds.

"It's getting dark faster," Emilie said. "We should hurry."

"Wait," Trisha said, pointing at the sky where small white flakes were falling. "It's snowing..."

Emilie took her pink glove off and held her hand out, drifting snow gathered and grew to form a large snowflake, which she gave to Trisha.

"Oh! Uh, th-thanks." Trisha said after spending a moment just staring in awe. "I want to show everyone, before it melts." she announced suddenly, running off to the blonde's house.

Emilie chuckled and followed.

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"Look Holly, it's snowing." Melanie pointed out.

The two had been needed by their teachers and decided to walk home together.

"Trisha loves snow, she always talks about wanting to pres