"I can't believe I'm letting you do this." I mumbled. I was currently on Gally's back getting a free ride to the homestead.

"It's not safe for you to go in the snow, you could die."

"Why? Does it have radioactive piss in it?" Sarcasm swelling in my voice. The one time ever that it had ever snowed in the glade and Gally hadn't let me down since the ladder. I imagined how fluffy it would be, how nice it would feel on my skin.

"It probably does. Which means we can't risk it." Gally said turning his head back towards to me. "You don't have boots. I do. So unless you want your shoes to get ruined you'll stick with me." A smirk twisted into my lips. I leaned over to his ear.

"I never really liked these shoes anyway." My lips brushed against his ear as I whispered.

"What? What's that supposed to-" I wriggled out of his grasp falling back on to the snow. It was pillowy. Soft. I laughed while snowflakes fell on my outstretched fingers. Melting with contact.

"Y/n what'd you do that for?!" He caught sight of me, his eyes widened. "No no no no no!" With an evil grin I volleyed a huge clump of snow on to his face, letting it land messily. "I'm so gonna so get you, you Shank!" He yelled wiping the dying snowflakes off of him.

With a cry I scrambled up to my feet and ran as fast as my body allowed toward the homestead. Muscles thawing as I went through the motions. Even as the wind cut into my skin and made my lungs burn I still let out one of my infamous cackles. Gally was close behind but I still had a chance to make it. I was almost there, just a little further.

Boom

Gally's body collided into mine, slamming me into the frosty snow. He flipped me around and that's when I realized he was on top of me. Straddling me. He had succeeded in pinning one arm and was working on the next one.

"Damn Gally I thought you were gonna take me out to dinner first?" My breath pluming visibly  into the air. I raised my eyebrows at the suggestive position we were in.

He must've been expecting for me to say something along those lines because he had a beautifully terrifying amount of snow to silence me with. Gally swatted it onto my face causing the world to go white. He laughed as I shook my head to rid myself of the powdery substance. Once I could finally see him again is when I said my next remark.

"I suppose you're enjoying this?"

"Yup, you can read me like a book." He replied, still holding my wrists down. "Want me to let you go? All you gotta do is ask."

"No thanks." I said sweetly with narrowed eyes. A flash of suspicion passed over Gally's eyes before I kneed him in the place where the sun doesn't shine. He loosened his grasp, bringing all his attention to his crotch. He rolled over next to me, writhing in pain. Torture for him, freedom for me. My laugh akin to the tinkle of bells.

"Oh my god y/n!" He groaned. I knew as soon as he recovered he'd be angry so I had to act fast. "I can't believe you would-" I hushed him up with a kiss. Cradling his neck loosely in my arms. Suddenly the pain he had been subjected to was gone. All he could focus on was me, pulling me closer.

"Hey! You two!" Our kiss was severed short as Newt stood in the doorway of the homestead. Several onlookers didn't hide their stares from the window. Pushing each other aside to get a better look at us. "Stop kissing and get your arses inside!"

"Alright don't freak Fig Newton we're coming!" As we stood up I added. "And not in the the fun way!"

Gally and I burst through the homestead with goofy smiles and giggles. Yes we were actually giggling, concerning I know. As for the rest of the gladers...well let's just say they didn't greet us with the same enthusiasm we greeted them. Everyone gave us cold looks, literally.

"Woah, who the fuck died?" I asked, trying to feel out the mood. The room felt so bleak, almost ghostly.

"No one died." Someone grumbled, cheer devoid from the boy's face. I glanced around at the others, realizing every single glader had crammed themselves in the room. Just like at the banishment trial.

"Ah shit!" I ran my hand through my hair. "Did I do something again?!"

"No." Newt answered, the hands on his face exposing his stress. "Surprisingly it wasn't you this time."

"Yes!" I tried saying it quietly but I must've underestimated my excitement. "Fuck yeah!" My fist empowering my recent good behavior. I had unfortunately drawn everyone's attention with my enthusiasm. "What?! I'm not in trouble for once! Let me enjoy this. Jeez, why's everybody buggin'?"

"It's snowing." Alby drawled out.

"So?"

"So everything's going wrong." Minho had joined in, counting everything off on his fingers. "The food we've been growing has been frozen over, the animals almost froze to death last night, the kitchen is plugged up with snow, and to top it all off the shucking maze doors never opened!"

"Oh shit." I scratched the back of my neck, my nerves beginning to rattle. "So we're like fucking screwed huh."

"Yup." Newt moved his jaw around repeatedly. "It's like every lovin' thing in the universe is working against us."

"That's sucks." My mouth was beginning to dry up. I attempted a quick joke. "At least it doesn't swallow though." Blank eyes met my own. "Just tryin' to lighten the mood." I muttered.

"We're doomed." Alby slumped his face into his hand. I waited for someone to say something. Anything. These stupid fucks. I was gonna have to be that someone.

"What the fuck is wrong with you guys?!" My words stung into them. The group turned to me looking attacked. "What? You're telling me you're gonna sit there looking all mopey at your fuckin crotch instead of being out there?! In the snow! This is the first time I've ever seen snow. Felt it. And it's fucking magical okay! So I don't know about you guys but I'm gonna go out there and make a fucking kickass snowman! Why? Because it's fucking fun and I'm a kid! Just like how all of you guys are kids. Come on guys, when's the last time you did something just to have fun! For no reason at all!" I took a deep exhale. "I'm going. Anyone who want to come with me can." Just as I reached for the door Newt stopped me.

"If we're all gonna go, we better bundle up so we don't get frostbite." I smiled at him, happier than ever.

"Good that." I shook his hand in agreement. Boys buzzed with excitement. A newfound warmth filled the room. A thrill.

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"Okay so the teams are as ordered." Newt's mittened hands shook as he held his notepad. "Me, Victor, Winston, Minho, Clint, and Gally." Damn. They already had most of all the good people. Fuck. "Other team is Chuck, Zart, Y/n, Ben, Alby, and Jeff." Well we still had a chance and that's all we needed. "The teams will plan in-"

"Oh Newt fuck the rules." I yanked away his notepad, chucking towards the deadheads. "This is fun! You don't need rules for fun."

"Okay." Newt obliged. "But I also really needed that notepad." He hobbled off to go find it in the deadheads. The forest's trees were frosted with glistening snow. A perfect day for a snowball fight.

As the groups separated we talked amongst ourselves. Planning. Zart remained silent, side eyeing me. As much as I liked Zart, now wasn't the time to deal with things. But I swore I'd make it up to him tonight.

We prepared our defenses by making a snow fort, solid, sensible. I tasked Chuck with making as many of the packed snowballs as possible. We now practically had a tower of ammunition. We were officially ready. And then a snowball slammed into the side of my face.

"Yo what the fuck!" I rubbed my cheekbone, trying to find out where the stupid thing came from. "Not my face man it's my money maker!"
Then I saw him. Victor. With a huge smile on his face waving at me. His cheeks, rouged with chill, matched his hair. I grabbed for a snowball pitching it square into his face. He let out a bliss filled shriek. I punched my fist in the air in triumph. "Haha!"

The game went on like this for a while. Everyone had tiny ice shards prick into their clothes or skin. Newt's face was joyful. Really joyful. It was the first time I had seen his face like that. I wanted to keep it that way forever. He deserved to be happy. He was my friend.

Zart was even breaking out of his shell. Gally and him were in a pretty vicious back and forth. Gally started nearing, throwing one last ball at our fort.

"He's invading!" Chuck yelled flinging as many of our weapons at him. I looked up just to see Gally lift up my arm. Then my whole body. I came under the realization of what he was doing a little too late. He threw my legs out from under me so that I was now being carried like a princess in his arms.

"Hey what's going on here?!" Gally ignored me, continuing to trudge toward the deadheads. Where the other team's base was.

"We got the girl!" He called out. I furrowed my brows at him. Smacking my palm into his chest. It did nothing.

"Hey this isn't capture the chick it's a snowball fight!"

"You said there weren't any rules for fun." He replied, continuing my kidnapping without a thought.

"Would you put me down you Fucker?!"

"Sure." He said dropping me onto the new grainy, white, ground of the deadheads. He held my wrists together so I wouldn't escape.

"You know I can just kick you in the balls again."

"Thought of that." He said sitting sideways on my legs. Keeping me at bay. "You're are hostage."

"No way?! I thought I was your pretty princess." I sneered.

"Sarcasm won't get you freedom."

"What will?"

"A kiss." He smirked smugly. A satisfied look rested on his face.

"Really?" I batted my eyelashes. "That's it?" He nodded his head. "Well alright then." Gally waited patiently for me. "Ew, close your eyes you Freak." He rolled them at first but eventually followed my instructions.

I always thought Winston was the biter. I didn't know I had to resort to this. But I did know that I wasn't kissing Gally. Simply out of stubbornness. I brought my mouth to the hands restraining my wrists. Giving his hand a kiss first, I followed through with a quick bite. He let go once again with a yelp.

"Ow what the fuck y/n!" I gave him a push causing him to roll off of me.

"Ha Ha I escaped and I didn't even have to kiss you!" I taunted.

Gally's Point Of View:

Y/n actually bit my hand. Not hard enough to break skin. Just enough to get a little sharp pain out of it. After a few seconds the pain had dulled. While she taunted me I saw Zart and the rest of her teammates coming to rescue her.

God I hated that guy. He still liked them even though they were with me. Maybe it was time to really show him that then. Maybe he'd back off. Zart was almost to us when I pushed y/n against a tree.

My stare almost searing him, making sure he saw as I drew her into a deep, long kiss. I could see how his face fell while I kissed her but I didn't care. That was the whole point. Then she gave me slight kick in the shin.

"Off Bimbo." They said while shoving me away.