White Winter By Pentatonix Novels & Stories

by José Feliciano came blaring from the speakers, causing Hollis' head to whip up at the familiarity of it. "This is the best Christmas song! You ready to go, West Coast?" Hollis stood up from the bench, laughing halfheartedly as Whitney rose to her feet unsteadily, wobbling as she tried trekking forward. "I look like BAMBI. How the hell am I supposed to do that!?" Whitney gestured toward the outdoor rink at all the effortless skaters. Hollis followed her gaze, then latched on to the petrified girl's hand tightly. "Come on Bambi, I'll be your Thumper."

------------ "And I pick myself up And I dust off the words You tried to stick me with 'Cause I know words are words Angry little vowels And conscientious letters Surrounded by derogatory question marks And accusatory exclamations. And at the end of the day I remember words are power (But only power if you believe them) So I pick my vowels and my letters And I stick myself with my own word: Strong I am Strong.." -----Raven White

David's voice was clear and powerful, and he had a flair to his singing. After he ended his song, Nathan stood up. "I want to sing as well." A soulful melody resounded around the living room after Nathan selected his song, resulting in more goosebumps on everyone's bodies. Nathan picked up a microphone and began to sing. "The winter wind blows, stinging my face, Oh how it reminds me, of a friend's betrayal, Her words were like a pickaxe, hacking away at my frozen heart." Everyone was at a loss for words.

Wyatt remarks. “Yep.” I say. I finish the song and Val's pile at the same time. I move the gift under the tree, then come back to my spot, beginning to wrap Lucy's gift. “I'll have a blue Christmas, without you, I'll be so blue, just thinking, about you..” I sing. “You'll be doing alright, with your Christmas of white... But I'll.. have a Blue.. blue, blue, blue Christmas.” Every other Christmas when I sang this song, one of my favorites, it never bothered me how sad it was. Not that the words are hitting home for me this Christmas, the song has lost a bit of it's appeal.

With all my heart I mean every word So as long as I live I'll love you Will have and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now to my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so beautiful in white Tonight Oh, oh You look so beautiful in white Na na na na na So beautiful in white Tonight And if our daughter's what our future holds I hope she has your eyes Finds love like you and I did, yeah When she falls in love we let her go I'll walk her down the aisle She'll look so beautiful in white You look so beautiful in white So as long as I live I'll love you Will have and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now to my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so

Her smile disappeared as my song broke the silence, and the familiar hushed sigh, the gasps of wonder trickled through the crowd – and she went from looking shell-shocked, to irritated, to furious. By the time we reach our fifth and final song, and I take an awkward bow, the crowd is yelling “encore”. I look back at the boys, and Micah nods, whispering “Winter in Portland”, while Alix mouths “Lumino. Let’s --- Play --- Lumino.” “Winter in Portland,” Micah whispers. “L-U-M-I-N-O”, Alix mouths. Winter in Portland is a slow, mellow song, while Lumino is more upbeat. Plus it’s cute, playful – countryish and fun, like early Taylor Swift.

) Bhai shouted making everyone laugh. "So should I?" I asked looking at him and asked him at last. "You think I'll let anyone else have you?" He said and trust me I would've said something if I didn't just started blushing like an idiot. "Accept it please." He said as I nodded with a small smile. I raised my hands to put it on his neck while he leaned down making me smile. The flowers showered with the music making it all look like a dream. The flowers stopped so did the music while panditiji pronounced some mantras and now it was his turn.

“Yes and that is exactly…” “Shhhh. Listen, Sebastian. Listen to that music. Soothing, romantic, and howling out to us to dance to its rhythm. Are you really gonna say no? Come on big bad wolf, I wanna see how you can handle the body of your bride to be in a dance.”

I am curious about the song she will going to sing. After she searched for a song, she entered the title number. It was then I know... White Horse by Taylor Swift is the title of the song. The two kids clap their hands to cheer for her before she starts to sing. I just watch her. /Say you're sorry, that face of an angel Comes out just when you need it to As I placed back and forth all this time 'Cause I honestly believed in you Holdin' on, the days drag on Stupid girl, I should've known, I should've known/

Snow, 'till death we'll be freezing Yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons So come on, let's go Let's go below zero and hide from the sun I love you forever where we'll have some fun Yes, let's hit the North Pole and live happily Please don't cry no tears now, it's Christmas, baby I spin her around and then pull her close, keeping one hand on her lower back. I leave a kiss on her nose, then slip my hand into my pocket to retrieve the little box and kneel. Brianna freezes in place, her eyes wide. Sia provides the background music.