Day 1: Do You Wanna Build a Snowman || BritBoys - High School
Pj looked over, a michevious smile on his lips. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" His friends looked back at him, confused. It was too warm to snow in Florida.
"Only if you never say that to me ever again." Dan replied automatically, attention going back at his gameboy. Phil squinted, knowing that there was a scheme under that question and hoping to be able to figure it out before they ended up in trouble.
"Sure. I love to. I'll name it George." Charlie was curious, which was why he usually agreed to these plans. Pj always found loopholes. A way around any rules. It was wrong but invigorating. Like discovering secrets to the universe.
Pj got off the school's cateen table, straightening his shirt and motioning for them to do the same. The other three stood, Dan putting his game in his pocket and Charlie zipping his backpack. "Lead us to this snowman, Peej." Phil said grabbing good lettermen jacket.
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2hours later the four boys are smiling at each other in the kitchen, laughing as quiet as they could manage. The snowcone machine going at full blast beside them,overflowing the crushed ice to the table they currently surrounded. On the table was, as they put it, the world's smallest snowmen warriors. Dan found some chocolate chips for the buttons and Charlie found some spoons to help shape them.
Yea, they'd probably get in trouble for this, have to explain it to their mums, make up a sob story about missing the UK, and have to miss a few parties. But honestly, if you asked any of them, they'd say it worth it.
