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Snow Drifts
There are six parts to this short story



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part One /// Like an Asteroid:


I knew, as I watched the hill pass underneath me as I went up the chair lift, that something big was going to happen today.

I could tell because of the snow.

It was drifting, pushed by the strong winds that day, against gravity. It looked as if the powdery top layer of snow were a reverse waterfall, flowing up the hill rather than down, or like a stampede of tiny snow creatures rushing up the hill, and right over the peak at the top of the lift. Right to where I was headed.

I had to think fast as I realized the end of the lift was right ahead of me; I lifted the tips of my skis slightly so that they wouldn’t hit the end of the unloading station. My polls came out automatically, on a learned reflex, and I stood at the slight dip in the station’s ground, sliding down of my own accord to a relatively flat surface at the top of the slope, where snowboarders could put their boots in the bindings, and where one could look at the hill they were about to zoom down.

I paused at the top; contrary to my normal routine. Normally, I would go straight down without a second thought. But today I could feel something in the air. Something big was going to happen, and it would change the orderly orbit of my life like an asteroid crashing into a satellite.

As I stood at the top of the slope, looking down at the tiny dots that were the people at the bottom, hanging out around the ski lodge, I readjusted the position of my goggles, making sure everything was set to combat the wind racing at my face.

And then I was off.

I didn’t know at that instant that the thing to change my life so much would be much more like an asteroid collision than I thought.



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part Two /// Here Comes the Asteroid:


I had just pushed off from the top of the slope, and tucked my body to gain speed, when something zoomed out of a small side path, right into me.

I, and whatever had run into me, tumbled for a few seconds, and slid a bit. When I came to a stop, I just laid there on the ground, gripping my head. It was spinning, but thanks to my helmet, I was able to sit up, though painfully, after a few moments of careful breathing. One of my skis was a few meters up the hill still, but slid back down to me. The other ski was still bound to my boot. I blinked, shaking my head -finding that it hurt to do so- and looked around me. Whoever had hit me was lying on top of the leg that was freed of its ski; I couldn’t move it unless that person moved.

I nudged the shoulder, and voiced after a cough, “Hey, are you okay?”

He pushed himself up on his arms, shaking his head and probably getting the same result as I had. “Yeah….” He mumbled, holding his also helmeted head in his hand. “Sorry about that… I should have been paying more attention….” He pushed himself up all the way onto his knees to let my leg free; he had nothing latched to either of his boots, and his snowboard lay in the snow a bit farther up.

He stood and offered his hand to help me stand. With a slight grunt of pain, I grabbed the offered hand and he pulled me up with what seemed to be considerable ease. He must lift weights or something… I couldn’t help thinking with a slight giddy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“Are you alright?” He asked me, lifting his goggles to reveal dark eyes.

“Yeah…” I patted my helmet lightly, wincing at the pain. “Just a headache…” I took off my helmet completely to let my head get some freedom. All of a sudden my head felt so light, and the world was tinted bright blue as my shaded goggles went away with the helmet. I blinked in the brightness and heard a laugh from him.

“It’s so bright! And here I thought it was getting dark out,” he said, retrieving his snowboard.

I only nodded, and snapped my boots back into my skis. My head hurt but I could get down the rest of the slope easily.

I was about to push off and continue my downward descent, but was stopped when he said, “You’re not going to wait for me?”

I turned to him and smiled, shrugging and waiting for him to get his snowboard strapped back on. When he was ready, he nodded, and we both set off once more, this time avoiding any painful collisions.



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part Three /// Last Run of the Day:


When we got to the bottom, we came to the unspoken conclusion that we would go back up together as well. At first I was surprised when he slid up next to me in the line, but I didn’t say anything, just acted the same as always.

When it was our turn to ride the lift, and the loading station was far behind us, he laughed.

I looked over at him. “What?”

“That was the first time I’ve wiped out all season,” he said, almost regretfully, and I realized it was the first time I’d wiped out all season as well.

“Seems you ruined both of our records then,” I said casually, very much aware of the closeness of the two-person lift chair.

“Sorry again, about that. I really should have been watching where I was going.”

I shrugged. “Nah, it’s okay. You gotta get at least one good wipe out in every season. It’s not living unless you do.”

He nodded and grinned. “So how long have you been skiing, then?”

I counted back the years. “This is my fifth year skiing.”

He grinned again and nodded. “Wow, I’ve only been boarding three years! I skied before that for a year though.” I realized he was a chatter then, and laughed out loud.

“What?” It was his turn to question.

“Nothing, you just like to talk a lot, don’t you?”

He grinned and nodded. “Always been that way. I just like the sound of my own voice I guess.” He shrugged under his gear.

I closed my eyes for a moment and leaned my head against the back of the ski lift. My head was still throbbing; this might have to be my last run for the day.

I could feel his eyes one me.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” He sounded worried.

I nodded again. “Yeah, yeah… I think I’ll head into the lodge after this though.” He nodded, and we realized the unloading station was coming up fast. Weird, this lift usually takes forever.

I waited for him at the top while he strapped on his board, and then we headed down the slope.

I couldn’t help wondering what we looked like from above, carving that DNA-like shape in the snow as we curved past each other. The pain in my head seemed so minuscule now, and I wondered if maybe I could go for a few more runs.

But as we reached the bottom, I realized it was a bad idea when my head started throbbing again.

I waved goodbye to my companion, and started off toward the lodge.

I was surprised when he pulled up ahead of me, and took his board off when he reached the lodge. He turned and waited for me there. I smiled.

We left our gear leaning against the wall, a custom at that lodge, his board right next to my skis and polls, and went into the lodge.



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part Four /// Gone In the Morning:


I don’t know how long we were in the lodge talking.

All I really remember was the moment he took off his helmet and I caught sight of that short, dark hair. His features were masculine, good looking, too, and I was immediately drawn to them. His jaw line was that of a man’s, slightly angular and with a touch of stubble from lack of shaving recently. His cheeks were well defined, and, as I’ve said, very masculine, and yet his dark eyes were bright and childish.

I remember leaving our helmets and gloves on a table and getting in the food line, picking out some fries and hot drinks, going back to the table that had our things there.

I remember the pain in my head seeming to slip away with the cold as we sat and talked about everything, nothing in general, and I remember him laughing at something or other I said.

Before I knew it, the lodge was emptying and the janitors were cleaning up.

“What time is it?” I asked, bewildered.

He checked his watch. “Dang, it’s already half past nine!”

I frowned. “Crap. I gotta get home. My parents will kill me if I get home after 10:30…” It took at least half an hour to get back home… and that didn’t include taking off the boots and packing up the skis.

He nodded. “Yeah…”

We got up, went to get our gear, and headed, together, to the locker rooms where I had the case I kept my skis and boots in.

We were mostly silent, as we got ready to head home for the night.

Walking through the front lobby, where people paid for their lift passes and rentals, we parted ways with smiles and headed for our cars.

It wasn’t until I’d gotten home just before 10:30 that I realized I didn’t even know his name, and he didn’t know mine.

“FAIL!” I almost yelled at myself as I got ready for bed after a slightly stern warning from my parents, exhausted but strangely enthralled. I fell onto my bed, belly up, and ran my hands through my wind blown hair, closing my eyes and wishing the headache would go away.

In the morning, I told myself. It’ll be gone in the morning…



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part Five /// If We Meet Again:


I didn’t get to ski for a whole week after that day. The moments during that week were spent either thinking about the boy I met at the slopes, or wishing I could get back to those slopes and ski.

Skiing was the one thing that cheered me up in the cold winter months.

I knew it would never happen, but I told myself, “wouldn’t it be nice if I met him again…?”

I knew, that if I met him again, Something was meant to be.

If I met him again, I would make sure he knew my name. I would know his. I would find out everything about him in time.

If only we met again.

It was with these thoughts that I prepared my gear to go skiing that day, a week after our meeting.

With these hopeless thoughts, I got my boots on and put away my shoes and bag, in the cubbies in the locker room.

With these feelings I skied. But I couldn’t get into my normal skiing mood. My mind was too occupied by the thought of meeting him again somehow.

I was going down one of the hills when I spotted a familiar jacket.

“No way.” I nearly shouted.

He was getting in line, and before I could think about it, I slid into place next to him, stopping so fast that I sprayed him with powdery snow.

“What the-!” He turned and looked at me, recognizing my jacket in seconds. “No way!” He exclaimed.

I laughed. “Didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” I said. “Maybe this is fate.”

He was silent for a while, and nodded. I thought I heard him mumbled something.

“What was that?”

He shook his head. “Oh, nothing…”

We were on the lift now, and I turned to him. “So what’s you’re name, anyways?”

With a grin he said, “Daniel.” He paused. “Call me that or Dan, what ever you feel like.”

I grinned, and waited two seconds. “So what’s your name, then?”

I smiled and leaned my head back against the chair lift. “Laura.”



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Part Six /// Every Friday... And More:


After that, we had a sort of unspoken agreement. Be at the slopes on Friday at 4:00, and we would find each other, without fail.

After four weeks, we exchanged phone numbers, in case one of us couldn’t make it. But that never happened.

By seven weeks we were acting just like a couple. But nothing had been said.

As we sat in the lodge talking as the sun went down on the ninth week, I slipped up a little. “It must be fate.” I mumbled, thinking back on the time we’d spent.

He glanced at me, smiled, and looked down.

A silence, not completely uncomfortable, descended upon us, until the staff told us to “get out, it was closing time.”

We put our stuff away to the background of idle chatter, and he walked with me out to our cars. We’d gotten to the point where we could spot each other’s car, and park close to it. Ours were among the last cars there.

We stood in the space between our cars, ready to part again for the week; our gear was in our cars.

I was about to smile and say goodbye when he reached for my hand. He was looking down again. I could see that he was embarrassed.

“I… want to see you more than just on Friday, Laura…”

My heart could have leapt out of my chest. I wondered if he could see in my eyes what I was thinking.

He leaned closer until our noses were so close that I could feel his warm breath on my upper lip.

“I don’t want you to go out of my life every Friday…” He said it so softly before he kissed me, and the orbit of my life took a new, brighter path.









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First thing i thought; SUICIDE?! WHAT?!
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Til i remembered the title was snow drifts xD
I like how it is now C:
Wondering how the plot will end up ~ XD
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PFT WHUT? XD
SUICIDE?!
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I'mma adding the next bit nowww |D
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YES.
I SEIROUSLY THOUGHT SUICIDE LOL
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I posted this in the sign ups a loooong time ago, remember? |D
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Kuteeeeeee~ >w<
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I SENSE THESE THINGS.... OWO
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"that something big was going to happen today."

SUICIDE.
My brain is so weird XD
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A playerrrr?
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lol
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Posted 4/2/10
LMAOOO
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"FAIL!"
&... tee hee o3o
didnt mention before but lol HE is teh asteroid that came into her life ehhh?
SMART.
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Kokochii JUST figured that out?? ;w;
Kokochii is slooowww.
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Posted 4/2/10
nooooooo..
i KNEW.
just didnt COMMENT about it!
FOOOOL OWO

YAYA MORE.
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The last part goes quick. It's liek a oneshot manga, the intro can be long-ish, and then everything sums up in the end ;D
I'll put up the last part nowww :3

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