Unimpressed by how incredibly unimpressed she was, Mitchell was certainly not done there. He stood from where he had fallen, forming a more perfect snowball and tossing it at the back of her head. "Hey! Don't do that and just walk away from me!" The boy demanded, expecting a response from her right away. If that didn't work the next would certainly have a rock in it. Or maybe he would just go drag her to the lake and get it over with. Whatever seemed more appropriate.