The window had burst open leaving the room freezing, you get up clutching your blankets your teeth chattering as you whisper to no one "I hate the cold." Right after you said that you feel a chill run down you back and a whisper caught in the wind. A chuckle? You make your way back to your bed when you hear your door ring. Groaning you make your way down stairs and open the door to no one and got hit in the face with a snow ball. A boy you have never seen before was laughing and clutching a staff. "What was that for!?" You screamed at him. Instantly he stopped laughing and looked at you with a weird expression. "You can see me?" You looked at the boy to see if he was being serious I mean he wasn't hiding so why wouldn't you see him? You looked at his face... he was pretty attractive with white as snow hair and eyes as blue as the winter sky and he was serious. "Umm are you Ok? Why would I not see you?" The boy didn't answer he just started smiling at you. "Umm hello are you Ok?" Oh my gosh I have a drunk guy on my lawn my parents are going to kill me! "She can see me! Woo hoo!" He ran to you and was right in her face. He was cold yet warm... how is that possible? "Umm hey umm whoever you are there is this amazing thing called personal space" But he didn't listen in fact he inched closer. "You look cold" his voice sounded icy but in a good way if that made sense. As you look into his eyes you see it looks like snow flakes were in his eyes dancing all around it looked beautiful. You step back right after you realize you were staring. "I am have to go back inside umm do you need to call someone to pick you up?" He just stood there with a huge smile as you slowly back away. You remember your mother telling you that drunk people can be very dangerous people and unpredictable.
When you enter inside you go back upstairs to your room and get all cozy in your blankets again when you hear a tape on the glass of your window. You look and see the boy... at your window.... flying. "AHHHHHHHH WHAT IN THE NAME OF WINTER CAROLS ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He made a motion with his fingers asking her to open the window. You get up slowly still shocked that he is flying. When you open the window he climbs in and starts looking around and puts his staff by the window. He looks at your face and smirks "Are you Ok?" "How did you... you flew!!!" "Yep" he sounded cheerful as if this was a normal conversation. "How?" He just smiles. "Think about it I am cold I can fly I can do thing nobody else can..." "If you say you sparkly in the sunlight I am going to guess Edward Cullan" The boy just made a confused face "Who is that?" "He gave vampiers a really bad name" "Ok I am not him. Think about it" He came really close and all she could smell were candy canes and mint. He smelled like winter. "First you really don't have know what personal space means and second I really don't know and can you answer how the heck you can fly because that would be great" He backed away and looked around and for the first time you noticed the room had drop several degrees. "Are you Ok you are shivering and look tired" He walked over picked you up and set you on your bed before you could start protesting he put all the blankets on you but when he was around you felt warm. You look at him and think real hard. Ok so he can fly he is ice cold he has a staff with him the only person that fit all those descriptions was... Jack Frost. Oh my gosh my parents are going to kill me.