This is my first Rise of the Guardians Fanfic! I am very excited because I am a mega mega nerd fangirl! Over the movie! Lol I love Jack Frost and Bunny! So yes this is Yaoi! There is no slash/Yaoi/boyxboy love in this first chapter but there are in later ones! So stay tuned because the boy loving starts in chapter 2! Hope you like this story lots of love to all of you bye bye!
The excitement of doing something you're not supposed to do the moment that your stomach does a little flip cause of the rush of adrenaline. That natural high you get and many people crave. That's what one Jack Frost felt when he would speed down the streets in his costumed ice blue car he built with the help of his race gang. You see you could say the Jack Frost was what we call and adrenaline junky. After witnessing his first race he was filled with a feeling not even the fastest roller coaster had brought him the feeling of the window blowing through your car windows the feeling of being free and doing something illegal for once Jack Frost was doing something against the rule. Well maybe you didn't know this but Jack Frost used to be what people called a goody too shoes in other words he did what he was told when he was told for the most part he was shy and very timid, being a foster kid did that to you, jumping from house to house never really having a home could cause people to shy away after so long. Add that to having what most people called a freakish appearance and bam you never really could make friends let alone a family, Jack Frost had a different look you see he was about five foot five in stature with snow white hair that fell just below his chine framing his too pale to be normal face and markings his too big for normal and too blue of eyes he was a slim boy with a slightly to round of hips and to narrow of a waist causing many people to call him names because of his small almost feminine figure. For that reason jack was almost always by himself one really talking to the smaller children in his foster home, Jack always liked children the best they didn't care if you were tall or short or fat or skinny or what color your hair was he liked you for you if you were nice or funny or played with them the automatically liked you and that's why Jack liked the kids more than adults or people his age. But that was then and this is now and now Jack Frost was getting ready for another race and this race was going to be one of the most important of his races. It was just before Christmas and he was determined to win this race to get presents for the children back at the orphanage.
Jack Frost leaned against his car watching the competition get into place he was slightly nervous but ready he saw the cars line up to race it was just three cars in total counting himself and the guy that Jack hated more than anything in the world Pitchermen Black, a cocky race that raced only for the money and the fame of being known on the streets as a hardcore ruthless racer who didn't care for anyone other than himself that's why most people had gotten to calling him just Pitch Black for his blacker then black attitude towards people, he was a tall skinny guy in his mid-twenties ruffle with jet black hair and pale skin with yellowish golden eyes that didn't really fit with his all black attire causing them to stand out even more and make his facial expressions more sharp looking. Most people on the streets had nicknames anyway some for fun, just regular names that just stuck others so no one knew there real names for if the police would catch them they could never be identified by other racers who might get caught and snitch them out.
Jack didn't even get to look over the other racer so caught up in his thoughts until he saw that the race was just about to start. Being signaled by the flag girl, who happened to be one of Jack's best friends Toothinna White a thin small woman in her earlier twenties very petite with sticking purple eyes and light short brown spikey hair that reflected nicely off her tan skin she was bubbly and sweet sometimes talking to much but always a good friend to Jack even though she was a bit off her rocker. Jack climbed in his car, buckled up and checked that everything was right with his car inside one last time, he looked up to his friend waiting for her to give the signal to race by dropping her flags. And for a moment everything grew silent as Jack watched with complete focus. Time slowed down he held his breathe in for a moment and then…He was off in a battle for speed with a determination to win.