I walked from the cold, snow-covered campground into the warm cabin. The television was on. Somebody was playing the Wii, again.
"Andrew, do you never get outside?" I asked, a little miffed. I was dripping with melting snow, having just been the victor of the first major snowball war of the season.
"Ayla, of course I do. I like playing this more though." He answered, not even looking at me. Rolling my dark, chocolate brown eyes, I walked over to the stove, putting a pot of water on to boil for some hot chocolate.
"So, who won?" Andrew asked, sneaking up behind me. I was used to having him do this, so I did not jump as he intended.
"Me, of course. Those wimps out there can't hit the broad side of a barn." This made him laugh. He was always telling me that I was a hick.
"You are soooo a hick," he said, sparking another argument about this.
"I am not, you oversized ape!" I exclaimed, turning to him in anger. I was tired of his teasing and mean comments.
He leaned over and kissed me. It was a surprise. He had never done that before. It made me melt at the knees.
Breaking the kiss off, he smiled."Ha," he said." I finally got to you, the Ice Queen."
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