You're spending three weeks of December and Januray at a ski hill up in Canada. The drive there was really, really long. You were tired and sore from sitting in the car literally all day long. When you got to the resort, you got your pass and got your chalet. Luckily, you have rich parents. That comes in handy a lot.

You even have your own chalet with a kitchen, bathroom everything like that. It's very spacious and very useful. Also a good thing.

Your first day out. You first went to the little ski village on the main area of the resort. It was cute and there were lots of shops and lots of things to do. There was a huge log building. When you walked inside, you saw tons of chairs and tables, a food bar on either side of the room, and stairs leading upstairs and down.

In the center was a few teenagers, seemingly 16-17. In the middle of them, there was a guy. He was... so handsome. Reminded you of John B from Outer Banks, actually. Tall, handsome, a slim build, and medium length brown, curly hair swept back.

When you walked over, he put his phone away, and smiled to you. When you sat next to him, he looked away briefly, before looking back at you.

"Hey, I'm Adrian. I'm here for the next three weeks."