School today sucked. More than the normal kind of suck, Poppy thinks as she looks down at the detention slip in her hand, awaiting her mother’s signature.
“Are you feeling any better?”
Poppy glances over at her classmate. “It was nice of you to walk me home.”
“Don’t sweat it!” Wanda kicks around the snow, a cheery smile brightening her face. “Wow, this is good snow! Good for making something!”
“Making something like what?”
“Like a Snow Sim!” Wanda kneels down to pack the snow into a sphere. She looks up at Poppy, her smile rivaling the sun in warmth. “Wanna help?”
Poppy tucks the detention slip into her pocket. “Uh, duh!”











