it's been over a week since i last updated, so previously luke and delilah listened to the voicemail and delilah makes luke happy (if you had forgotten) and this is picking up right from where it left off

Luke's POV

After an emotional rollercoaster, with crying and sadness and hugging, Delilah and I decide we should go do something. We need to be happier. We're about to go for a walk when I look out the window, and see what's outside.

Snow.

In the past hour, there's at least four inches of snow on the ground.

I point outside continuously until Delilah looks over.

"What?" she asks, walking over to the window. "Oh, it's still snowing? It started a little when I came over," she says. She sounds unhappy about the snow. But this is the coolest thing I've ever seen!

I smile widely and run outside.

"Luke, you're gonna freeze! It's just snow!" she says, laughing. She stands in the doorway with her arms wrapped around herself.

I stand in the middle of the driveway with my arms open wide and stick out my tongue. The snowflakes feel extremely cold against my skin. They melt with in seconds. I try to see the shapes, but they're so tiny I can't.

 I pick up a handful of snow and try to make a snowball like I've seen in movies, but it's a lot harder than it looks. My hands freeze within seconds. I didn't realize snow was this cold.

"You're acting like you've never seen snow before!" Delilah yells from inside. "Wait, this is the first time you've seen snow, isn't it?!"

I nod quickly and run back inside. I put on my jacket, beanie, and gloves, even though I'm already cold and somewhat wet. I grab Delilah's hand and try to bring her outside.

"I don't have anything to keep me warm!" she says.

I quickly go into my room and get my other jacket and search for my other beanies. I throw everything at Delilah, and she tries to catch, but misses.

I wait impatiently while she puts everything on. Once she is, I run back outside.

"By the time it's Christmas, you're gonna hate the snow," Delilah tells me.

I shake my head and stick my tongue out at her. I could never hate the snow, this is amazing.

I try to make another snowball, and this time it comes out better. I throw it at Delilah, and she shrieks when it hits her.

"Hey!" she yells, making a snowball too. She tosses it at me, and I laugh.

This is so fun. I could stay out here forever. The snow is so cool, not just in the literal way.

I march through the snow, listening to it crunch under my feet. My feet sink deep into the snow with every step. I can feel it soaking through my shoes, but I don't care. It looks so pretty and clean and white.

Delilah is far behind me, so I walk back over to her. She's kneeling in the snow, making what looks like a giant snowball. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion as to what she's doing.

"You're kidding, right?" she asks.

I shake my head.

"You don't even know how to make a snowman?"

I widen my eyes in excitement and kneel down beside her. She rolls the snowball across the lawn, which makes it bigger. I'm amazed of how the snow just sticks together like that. I can't stop smiling.

The snow continues to fall quickly, and I'm freezing. I don't care because I'm having so much fun. We lift the snowman's head onto the body, and it looks so cool. I never thought I'd make a snowman. I never thought I'd ever see snow.

I find two big sticks and use them for arms. We go inside in search for a carrot nose, but find nothing, which is upsetting. It can't be a snowman without a carrot nose. I only find one glove for the snowman, so I get an oven mit for the other hand.

"I think Lucy has a snowman kit," Delilah says. "Wanna go get it?"

I nod excitedly and quickly go back outside. I walk through the snow as fast as possible to get to Delilah's house. When we go inside, Delilah's mom is pulling a boot onto Lucy's foot. She's wearing a snow suit and thick gloves. She looks like a pink marshmellow.

"Luke!" she shrieks through the scarf that's wrapped around her face.

I wave, which feels weird since my hand is frozen.

"Are you two cold?" Delilah's mom asks in concern.

"We're fine," Delilah says, even though I know she's cold. She looks over at me and says, "I'm gonna go look for the snowman kit."

I follow her downstairs and help look. We find it behind a toolbox, and we both reach for it at the same time. She laughs and lets me take it.

"After we finish the snowman, should we make hot chocolate?" she asks, walking back upstairs.

I nod, even though she can't see me since she's in front of me. She turns around though to see my answer.

"You've had hot chocolate, right?" she asks.

I nod again. There's hot chocolate in Australia.

"Okay, good," she says, smiling.

"We're making a snowman?!" Lucy yells excitedly when she sees me holding the kit.

I nod.

"I knew you'd wanna come," Delilah says. "C'mon let's go. Just promise you won't get too cold and make us go inside."

"I pinky promise. I never ever get too cold!"

"She gets cold within five minutes," Delilah whispers to me.

We walk back to my house, which takes forever since Lucy has trouble walking through the snow. Her legs can't move very well in her snow suit, and the snow is tall since she's short. I hold her hand to help her, or else she'd fall down.

On the way past Ashton's, he opens the door with Harry. "Making a snowman?" Ashton asks.

"Yeah!" Lucy yells. "Hi, Ashton! Hi, Harry!"

She waves her hand, even though her arm can only move up a few inches with her jacket on.

"We're going sledding!" Harry yells.

"Have fun!" Delilah tells them.

Ashton rolls his eyes. "Oh, we will!"

We keep walking to my house until Lucy starts to complain.

"It's... too... hard... to... walk!" Lucy yells. She says each word every time she takes a step.

"We're almost there," Delilah tells her.

"But the snow's not letting me go!" Lucy shrieks.

I laugh and keeps walking with Lucy. She pouts and whines until she sees the snowman. She runs over to it in excitement.

"Can we name it, can we name it, can we name it?" she asks quickly, like it's one word.

"Name it whatever you want," Delilah tells her.

"I wanna name it... Olaf!"

"Of course you do."

"Olaf is my friend," she says, hugging the snowman. The head nearly tumbles down, but I manage to stop it. "Oopsies," Lucy says quietly.

I put the fake, plastic carrot nose onto Olaf's face. It's a little lopsided, but it looks okay. Lucy puts on the buttons, and Delilah wraps the scarf around it, or should I say him? The wind keeps blowing the hat off, so we decide to not use it.

When we're done, we take a step back and look at it. It's the coolest snowman I've ever seen. I can't believe I actually made it.

"I love Olaf!" Lucy shrieks.

She pokes my leg, so I bend down to her height.

"Look it," she says, pointing into my backyard. I look over to where she's pointing, and there's a deer. I'm used to seeing kangaroos outside in Australia, but not deer.

I stare in amazement, and Delilah finally notices it too.

"Don't make any noise, not that you would," she says, smiling.

"It's Sven!" Lucy whispers excitedly. She starts running to it, but Delilah grabs her arm.

"Just watch Sven from over here," she says.

"Why? He's my friend," Lucy pouts.

"He's, uh, not in a friendly mood today?" Delilah says it more like a question.

"Can I see him tomorrow?"

"Maybe."

Lucy turns around, but I can't stop watching the deer. It's so pretty and peaceful. I'm seeing so many new things today.

After making some snow angels, Lucy gets cold, as expected, but I am too. We head back to Delilah's house, this time I carry Lucy so the walk is faster.

When we get there, Delilah's mom spends a few minutes getting Lucy out of all of her snow gear. While she does that, Delilah and I make hot chocolate. I don't really do much except stand in the kitchen wrapped in a blanket. I'm not used to being this cold. I didn't feel cold while we were outside, but now that we're inside, I feel like I have hypothermia.

"Can you go get the milk?" Delilah asks.

I head over the fridge and grab the milk, which is very hard to do while wrapped in a blanket. Delilah laughs as she watches me struggle to hold the milk.

"You're such a dork," she says laughing.

I scrunch my nose and feel my cheeks blush. I pull my blanket tighter around me.

Delilah finishes making the hot chocolate and pours two mugs. Lucy ended up falling asleep a few minutes after we got back.

We sit on the couch drinking the hot chocolate, and I'm finally warming up. I thought I'd never be warm again. I tug at the blanket so it covers my feet.

"I hope you like my blanket that you stole," Delilah says jokingly. "You're lucky I like you enough to let you have it."

I reach over and wrap my arms around her so she's inside the blanket too. Her laugh is muffled by my shoulder. We rearrange how we're sitting so we can both fit under the blanket comfortably. We could probably just find another blanket, but we don't.

Delilah looks over to me and smiles. I can feel her hands beside mine underneath the blanket.

For the first time in forever, (yes, I'm quoting Frozen) I'm extremely happy.

sorry it was so long for an update. if you ever ask me when i'll update, i probably won't respond and that's bc i honestly never know when i'll update lol so all you guys that wondere if i have an update schedule, i don't lol

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-ashley