My name is Jack Frost, you could say I have the perfect life, well I do but, when I was younger something happened to me, something that I never could forget, so here is my story.
Jack's POV
"JACK! WAKE UP NOW OTHERWISE YOUR GOING TO BE LATE" I groaned and screamed "NO" back, let's just say that didn't go well "MISTER IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP THIS INSTANT" she went on, "YOUR GOING TO BE LATE" she toke a small breath "again"
I finally gave in and got up my hair as white as snow was a knotted mess, I had I had a white shirt on with long blue pyjama pants, my mother was all ready with her straight brown hair in a bun with black blazer, white shirt and long grey work pants that flared at the bottom she also had her favourite black heels on, she wears them to work every day, I always wondered why but I was too scared to ask.
I had some toast and water and went upstairs to grab my luggage, I was going back to boarding school, I got dressed and carried my stuff to the car, (pretend jack is in his normal clothes from ROTG) It was a half hour drive, I got out of the car and my mother kissed my forehead "I'm going to miss you Jack" I'm going to miss you too, she went back into the car and drove away, no one was here except one girl.
