Plants Have Feelings?

[Will Wright]

Will smiled and looked down at her feet. It was weird being with Jack...alone.
"I think this is the first time we've actually been alone together without the likes of Kira or Mike or all of them around,"

[Jack Trove]

Jack scuffed his shoes experimentally, kicking snow aside. A glob of mush skidded away from his boot, and a strange idea began to form in his mind...
"Mmm-hmm," he said, looking down as they continued walking. "So it is."

[Will Wright]

"Haha, it's nice though," she glanced at Jack then out over to the tree. It was getting closer now.
"Hmm," Will walked on a bit in front of him and thought about things.
She walked over to the steep hill leading down to the forest and stopped. The view was amazing. The forest, the lake, Cardsdale, everything was in view and was beautiful.
"It's an amazing view, isn't it?"

[Jack Trove]

Ice, frost and snow. That's all it was to Jack. A lot of ice, a lot of snow, and what told him it could be a tough train ride home. He yawning, stretching instead as he kicked at some more snow in his path, glancing at Will as he did so. Then the glance became a look. Then a stare.
She really was pretty. Pretty like Olivia; except in a more petite, less obvious fashion. But both had the same fiery red hair he loved.
What could he say? He was a sucker for gingers.
Looking back down at the little mound of snow by his feet, he dropped, digging his hands into the snow and scooping up a deadly missile.
"Boo," he muttered, smirking, then aimed and fired.

[Will Wright]

Slam!
Will was hunched over because of the cold.
"Oh ho, you're gonna get it now J.T.!" Will screamed and scooped up the snow and aimed and fired.
She didn't know if it hit or not because she ducked out of the way of another of his.
While she hid behind the tree she made a pile of perfect snowballs.

[Jack Trove]

"Wow," Jack dodged her snowball easily, and straightened up, one held ready just in case. "Wow. Since when have I been J.T.?"

[Will Wright]

"Since I started calling you it!" Will called out and threw one of the snowballs from around the tree.
Scoooore!
Will smiled happily. She was pleased with herself. It was good to know she still had good hadn and eye cordination. (Don't know if that's it or not, sorry).

[Jack Trove]

Jack stepped out of the way, staring at her. "Can you not call me it?"

[Will Wright]

"Fine, Jack," Will emphasized his name. She always had the tendacy to do things wrong.
"You know what? I feel like popcorn," Will said randomly.

[Jack Trove]

That's better. Couldn't stand J.T. Dad called him J.T. Thought it was funny.
Nope. Couldn't stick J.T.
"Right," Jack said, distracted now. "And I'm cheese."

[Will Wright]

"I meant, I feeli like eating popcorn too, mind you, popcorn and cheese is quite tasty, unusual but still tasty," Will threw another snowball at him and ran for it.

[Jack Trove]

The snowball hit him hard in the side of his face, and shuddered at the impact. He looked at Will running away, and wondered if he should follow.
Follow.
He tried to smile, picking up another snowball and tossing it her way.
"Yeah, you better run!"

[Will Wright]

Bam!
Another hit. d**n him. No wonder he was captain of the rugby team.
She fell and rolled down the hill. Slowed and stopped.
"Ooo, you're so gonna get hit!" she vowed under breath. She caught up and ran up the hill again. When she reached the top she crouched and peeped over the top to look at were Jack was.
She quickly scurried over to the tree and past some more beds and then made a snowball and hurled it at him.

[Jack Trove]

Another easy job. This time, instinct kicked in. Jack surged forward, kicking up snow as he went and aiming for her as he rounded the tree. He grabbed her arm this time, laughing at her, and emptied a handful of snow over her head.
"Merry Christmas," he winked.

[Will Wright]

"Hey! Not fair," she pouted playfully. She stuck out her tounge then she rugby tackled him down to the ground.
"Nice, eh?" she winked.