Alaina kicked the snow with her heavy military boots, sighing. It was this time of year, again. Winter, Christmas, snow, the smell of tinsel, the tree - it was all so... brilliant. But she knew that not everyone felt the same - some people, even some people in her school, were against the whole shabang. They hated it, always so dismal when the first snowflakes hit the ground.
There was one person in particular who always caught her attention. Paul used to be so happy about Christmas, but one year... it just stopped. Paul became agitated with the entire holiday, felt it was needless.