Tag to Frantic Romantic. Um, ski scene. I was ALL over that shit. And my mind went a little overboard with imagining things I think.

to judge a book by it's cover.

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"Okay, you know this would work if you were not a couple. But since you are pretending to be a couple, the LEAST YOU CAN DO IS SIT CLOSER!" Macy all but yelled the last part. She was shooting pictures for the mystery girl thing, but no matter what she said or did; Joe and Stella were sitting far apart, like they were afraid to even accidentally touch each other or something.

Apparently they had no issues being touchy feely when they were not a couple, but as soon as you added the tag to their names, especially the tag of a couple, fake couple really, there was plenty of awkwardness suddenly in the air.

"Kevin, more snow please?" Macy requested politely, while sighing heavily in private. How were these going to ever convince anyone that they even had the slightest bit of chemistry, if they couldn't even sit close to each other?

Kevin nodded and threw some more snowflakes – artificial ones of course – at them. However instead of flying up in the air and gently settling on Joe and Stella like they were supposed to, the snowflakes just limply floated down. Where was the air that was supposed to be keeping them all real like?

He turned to question Nick, who was manning the wind fan and who was supposed to be keeping the snowflakes up in the air, all snowflake like, but when he turned, he found that Nick was rather involved with holding the fan towards Macy, who was busy snapping away at Joe and Stella. In the photographical and literal sense that is. That's how Macy was unaware that Nick was directing the air towards her and smiling rather quietly to himself.

"Nick, the snowflakes need the air more than Macy's hair does!" Kevin whispered in an aggrieved tone and punctuated his statement with a sharp pinch on Nick's arm.

Nick snapped out of his trance at once and blushed lightly. He at once directed the wind fan back at Joe and Stella and Kevin was once again caught up with the snowflakes and manning the lights.

He was still gazing at Macy though with a thoughtful look on his face.

Seriously, who knew that she could match him wit for wit, plan for plan?

It was as if he'd discovered and unexpected part of her personality and all his previous thoughts of categorizing her as just another, hyperactive excited girl flew out of the window. She was so much more than that.

It seemed Macy Misa had substance and shame on him for not being able to see beyond the fan girl persona.

Well he wouldn't be making that mistake anytime soon again.

Because now there was genuine need to know who really Macy Misa was.

And Nick had a feeling that he would be in store for more surprises.

But surprisingly, and pardon the pun, Nick knew with certainty that whatever would be sprung on him, it would only endear Macy more to him.

Yes, I know this is a bit weak but was writing to get out of a terribly angry mood. At least my mood is all settled now. Next tag, I'll be back to regularly scheduled programming which nvolves bazillion far-fected bunnies. :)