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Post by alyssa woods on Dec 21, 2009 12:31:46 GMT -5
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _   Alyssa gleefully stood at the bottom of the hill as a young boy, Ben, came careening down toward him on the boy's big yellow tube. Ben's face was pink from the cold, his brown and black hair sticking out from under his little navy blue knit cap topped with a fluffy pom-pom. Ally, pursing ehr lips, checked her watch quickly and then stuffed her hands back into her pockets. The sun had long since disappeared behind a thick layer of gray clouds, the wind starting to kick up.
The freshman at East Side High wiped her face with her left hand. The skin on her cheeks, red with frost bite, had tightened to her face like a plastic wrap about half an hour ago. Luckily for her the long, torturous hour of snowtubing she had paid for was about to end. She was very much looking forward to getting the two boys she was babysitting, Ben and Nick, inside for some hot chocolate. It would be bliss.
But deep down Ally knew that the entire hour that they had spent out here did not tire the Twin Terrors out one bit at all. No wonder Mrs Sanchez, (her aunt, who coincidentally was staying at this very ski-lodge as well) was so utterly grateful when Ally had bumped into her and offered to take the boys, Ben and Nick, her cousins, out for the day. These twins had more energy than a nuclear power plant.
"That's it Nick! Come on!" Alyssa cheered the six year old boy on as he rolled down the slope. Ally clapped her hands together, although they stung like mad everytime each palm smacked against the other. Why had she not worn mittens? Nick laughed and rolled off the slope, his smile alight with energy. He came running towards Ally as fast as his boot-covered little feet could carry him.
"Ally Ally Ally! Did you see me?! I was so fast!" he yelled into the sky happily.
Alyssa patted Nick on the shoulder, pressing her cold cheek against his as they watched the other boy, Ben, come down in his snowtube again, laughing like a madman. Inwardly, Ally regretted offering her babysitting services today. For free, even. But when you barely knew anyone around the lodge, sometimes a coincidental cousin arrival was just what you needed.
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Post by timothy mccoy on Dec 21, 2009 22:29:16 GMT -5
  * i look at you all see the LOVE there that's SLEEPING(WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Timothy walked along the edge of the snow-tubing hill, oblivious to the little kids zooming past him. He was deep in thought. But, considering Tim, his deep thoughts were not very deep. It was mainly about what he was supposed to eat next. As he strolled pass a kid who was somersaulting to his mother, something made Timothy turned his head...
And feel a yellow snow tube crash right into him as he did so. TJ uneasily stumbled back, losing his balance until he completely fell sprawled onto the snow, the white little frozen droplets crunching beneath his weight as he did so. His face was at least two centimeters deep in snow, and was freezing with cold from being there.
In a frantic motion, Timothy pushed himself up, only to stumble backwards and onto the aforementioned yellow snow tube that had crashed into him. It was all rather embarrassing... Straightening himself up, and standing in an upright position at last, TJ turned his head to look at the little kid that was in the snow tube. “Sorry bout that, boy,” he apologized, his British accent thick as his breath let out a noticeable puff of water vapor in the cold air.
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&lyrics; while my guitar gently weeps by the beatles
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Post by alyssa woods on Dec 22, 2009 3:44:52 GMT -5
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Alyssa watched as Ben came tumbling down the hill. In a second, his tube turned the other way around, and Ally was worried that he’d be scared if he couldn’t see where he was going. But the tube turned around, and there was the young boy, laughing hysterically, maybe even more than before. His eyes were closed, and he continued to slowly slide down until...
THUMP!
Ben’s snowtube crashed into another person, and the little kid immediately jumped out of the tube. “Mister! Are you okay?!” he said, his little lisp quivering, his now bluish toned lips trembling with worry as well as cold. The person he bumped into was tall, blond and somewhat adorable in the kiddiest way. Alyssa immediately rushed towards the two of them, her frozen left hand reaching out from her pocket as she brushed her hair away from her eyes, and stuffed the cold palm back inside her pocket. Why had she not worn gloves?!?!
”Oh my gosh are you okay?” Ally asked, bending down a little bit. The tall boy tried to get up, only to stumble and fall right into Ben’s yellow snowtube. Alyssa had to stifle a laugh at that part. Despite the cold, Ally held out her hand to try and help him up, but he was already up and apologizing to Ben. The child went over to stand next to Ally, shaking his head and telling the other boy that it was okay while apologizing as well. Alyssa took her held out hand and placed it on the tall boy’s arm. ”We’re fine... he’s fine. What about y—”
Holy crap. Alyssa thought, her eyes widening at the sight of the person in front of her. She wasn’t hallucinating. She couldn’t be. No way could that be him. The last time she had seen him, he was five feet three, paler and had flat, sticky-outy hair. Whereas the figure before her was probably six feet tall, tanned, had sleek, slightly wavy blond hair and a decent build. ”Tim? Timothy McCoy?” she asked, her mouth gaping in surprise.
No way.
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Post by timothy mccoy on Dec 22, 2009 4:24:48 GMT -5
* i look at you all see the LOVE there that's SLEEPING(WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As Timothy apologized while the little kid also tried to apologize, Tim felt a hand on his arm. Turning his head, Timothy’s eyes widened as he saw who exactly he was seeing in front of him. Her features had changed quite a lot, but he still could recognize her. Anyone, if they knew Alyssa well enough, could remember her easily. “Alyssa! It’s so good to see you!” TJ cried, blinking furiously. The last time he had seen her —or second last time, anyway—, which was almost four to five whole years ago, she had been about two inches shorter than she was now, a little too skinny, and had furiously curly hair, dyed pink in some areas.
Now she was around a foot shorter than him (which isn’t much of an improvement, but she did grow), with a slender and decently curved body and wavy hair that reached an inch below her shoulders, scooped up in a ponytail. “What a surprise! A wonderful one, as well.” He leaned down to wrap his arms around her in a little hug, hoping she wouldn’t be uncomfortable. When he pulled back he patted her head and smirked a little, teasing her once again about her height like he did so many years ago.
Alyssa was one of the few friends he had made that he grew to act un-shy around. She was like his sister to him, and he had really missed her. She was still shorter than him, and now almost by a whole foot. When they were younger Timothy had always teased her about her height. Of course, maybe it was him that was freakishly tall. Tim smiled at her widely, and asked in his still joyful voice, “What on Earth are you doing here?” Although he knew the answer. ESH’s ski trip. He had seen her in the hallway last week, but didn’t dare approach her. Until now.
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&lyrics; while my guitar gently weeps by the beatles
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Post by alyssa woods on Dec 24, 2009 7:41:44 GMT -5
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Alyssa gaped at him. It really was him, after all those years. When she was younger, before she started high school, he had been one of her closest friends. They had met when Ally went back to California for a visit to her hometown. It was such a long time ago, too. For the whole of summer she and Timothy had grown to like each other very much. Over a time period of only two months she was able to become such great friend’s with him.
And maybe even a little more.
But the feeling wasn’t mutual, of course. When Alyssa developed a crush on Timothy, he told her that he was crushing on a girl who was older than him and lived two streets away from the house he was renting. Ally got over him rather quickly; maybe it was because he was four years older than her anyway, or maybe it was because she was so young and was just having crushes on any boy she suddenly felt close to.
Curse puberty and the hormones, Alyssa thought, about to say something when Timothy hugged her. At first she was surprised —he felt so warm in this cold weather. She wanted to hold on forever, not because she liked him anymore. More because she wanted the body heat —which felt way too strange for her, so she quickly pushed the thought away. He was still so cuddly like he was those years ago. ”You’re still a teddy bear, I see!” Alyssa joked for the sake of old times.
She used to call him teddy bear because he was much taller than her, and his clothes always felt so soft and he was so fun to hug. She wasn’t the only one with this opinion: many of Timothy’s other close friends felt that way about him too. He probably was just one of those people, you know? ”I’m a student at East Side High, Tim. Duh?” she laughed, gesturing around the place. Almost everywhere around them were students, some supporting the ESH sweatshirts, even.
”But what the real question is,” Alyssa said, using a very terribly done imitation of his British accent, ”is what would Timothy McCoy be doing here? I can’t for the life of me figure it out.” Ally smiled, looking down at Nick and Ben, who were a bit fidgety from the sudden lack of attention given to them.
She laughed, bending down to face them. ”How about the two of you go and continue snowtubing for another half hour?” she asked, walking towards the shack further down to buy them another thirty minutes of fun in the not so sun. The twins high-hived each other and nodded furiously, rushing back up the hill. Alyssa turned her head and called out to Timothy, ”Wait here, I’ll be right back!”
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