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Like The Snow

I call out to my parents a quick goodnight before heading into my room and closing the door behind me. I lock the door before going to my bed and getting under the covers, a sudden bout of exhaustion overtaking me. I had been busy helping my Mum get all the snow off the cars and my brother's bikes. I knew whose fault it was for the sudden snowstorm, and I was pointedly ignoring the frosty devil even though he followed me around all day.

As I start to drift off, I hear my parents fighting with my brother. They're complaining that he left his bikes out again, that it's his responsibility to put them away. I smile to myself, happy that he's getting all the blame.

Behind me, I hear a small tap on the window. Knowing who it is, I pretend to sleep, telling him without words that I'm not in the mood for socializing. Besides, I'm tired. I just spent the day cleaning and repairing bikes that weren't mine. I need my beauty sleep!

There's a small click, and the sound of a window swinging open. Still I continue to ignore him; even as I hear his feet lightly hit the floor. The window shuts, and I'm still pretending to be dead to the world.

Something taps my head, and his voice calls, "Wake up… wake up…"

Now thoroughly irritated, I roll over to find… him… standing beside my bed. He's leaning on that ridiculous stick… excuse me, staff… and a smirk is playing on his boyishly handsome face. "Now she's awake," he says in a soft voice, tapping my head again with his staff.

I can't help but smile. For the last few months, he has been my rock, my ear, my shoulder to cry on. And he too has shared his worries with me. It's what makes me so happy to see him; his eyes, that lovely smile, his abnormally yet still attractive white hair…

Jack Frost.

XXX

I'm late to school. I had slept in because I had stayed up late talking to him, and now I was running late. My older brother, no matter how many times Mum tells him to, never wakes me up. Probably because he's never awake himself.

I decide not to worry about him, and walk as quickly as I can, trying not to slip over in the frozen puddles on the footpath. I knew I should've waited and gotten a late bus as I miscalculate a step and slip on the ice, falling hard onto my back.

Luckily it wasn't a hard enough fall to injure me, but it was hard enough to knock the wind out of me. As I lay there, trying to catch my breath, a familiar face appears upside down above mine. I grit my teeth slightly.

"Why are you lying on the ground?" Jack inquires, but it was obvious from the glint in his eye that he had seen me slip. I glare up at him, sitting bolt upright. He is forced to move, floating around me in a circle before setting his staff straight up and seating himself on it, inspecting me.

"You ok?" he asks, now genuinely worried for me. I keep my head down, now a little ashamed. I slipped on the ground in front of Jack Frost. How embarrassing! I nod, trying to cover up my blush by readjusting my scarf. I stand and step onto the side of the road where there's no ice, intent on walking to school.

Unsurprisingly, Jack follows me.

"Jack," I whisper, stopping and closing my eyes so I can't look at him. "Please just go. I'm gonna be late for school! I don't want my parents to think I'm turning into my brother!"

Jack sighs, floating on his back with his hands behind his head. "Do you really have to go to school? We should go have fun!" he declares, making a snowball in his hand and throwing it at me. I quickly duck, a smile lighting up my face.

"Fine. You win." I pretend to groan in defeat, but Jack doesn't notice. He merely does a back somersault and grabs my hand, dragging me the way I just came. I make no effort of restraint; I willingly follow him until we come to the nearest park. Before I have time to register almost anything, Jack has made a snowball and thrown it at me, bits of snow sticking in my hair.

"Hey!" I shout, making a snowball and throwing it back.

He grins, flying in a circle around me as he repeatedly throws snowballs at me. I laugh happily, dodging all of them until I got the chance to hide and make a snowball bigger than any of his. Hoisting it up, I stand and throw it right at him. Jack lets out a yell of surprise as the snowball collides with his chest, sending him to ground.

When he doesn't move, I become afraid I've made a mistake. "Jack?" I whisper, creeping toward him. He's lying face down, is staff held limply in his left hand. I quickly rush forward. "Jack? Jack!"

Just as I got to him, he moves. He rolls over completely and laughs up at me, holding his stomach. "Ah, you should've heard your voice!" Jack chokes out, tears of laughter pooling in his eyes. I find myself getting mad at him and I try to stomp off, but I feel that strange crooked end of Jack's staff snag me around the waist and pull me back.

Jack pulls back too hard, however, and I go bumping into his chest, my hands pinned to my sides. He looks at me in surprise, stunned by his strength, and I mumble, "Sorry." I try to step back, but Jack's arms come around me, and he embraces me. I'm terrified for a few seconds, but I finally hug him back.

And that's when I start to fall in love with Jack Frost.

XXX

"I don't think I deserve it," I sing softly to myself, strumming my guitar. Recently, my brother had taught me a song, and I'd been captivated by it ever since. Right now, I can't seem to get it out of my head so I'm practicing, remembering to keep quiet since my parents are asleep.

"Selflessness find your way into my heart… All stars could be brighter… All hearts could be warmer…" I hum along in time with the strums, and I feel a cool, pleasant breeze rustle my hair. I stop singing to look surprised up at Jack, whose hovering above the end of my bed, his arms crossed.

"Jack!" I hiss, putting my guitar down and grabbing a hair-tie to tie back my lion-mane hair. Jack chuckles a little, nodding at the guitar.

"You were so into it that I was able to slip in. I didn't know you sang," he pointed out, a small smile appearing on his face. He nods at the guitar again. "Please keep going?"

He has such an adorable pleading smile on his face that I can't deny his wish and I pull my guitar back up into my lap, my fingers falling into place. I take a sharp breath as Jack floats up a little bit and lands cross-legged on the end of my bed, his elbows resting on his knees and his chin sat in one hand.

He smiles, patiently waiting. I take a deep breath, remembering one part of the song and singing it back to Jack.

"What would it take for things to be quiet? Quiet like the snow… I know this isn't much, but I know I could, I could be better…"

I open my eyes to see Jack's eyes widen a little bit, and he seems to be in deep thought.

"What?" I ask nervously. "Was it good? Was it bad?"

Jack looks back at me… and smiles. "It was beautiful," he whispers, smiling at me. He holds his hand up and aims it at the ceiling; a second later small snowflakes are falling from the ceiling, leaving nothing behind whenever they hit a solid object. The only thing they stick to is me and Jack.

I hold my face to the ceiling, letting the snow sprinkle across my face and in my hair. I look to find Jack staring at me intently, a small smile on his face. I frown slightly, whispering, "What?"

"You're beautiful," he replies simply, and I feel a blush come raging onto my face. My hands go to my cheeks and I turn away as Jack lets out a low chuckle. He leans over and picks a few bits of snow out of my hair before taking the hair-tie out.

"What are you doing?" I hiss, grabbing the hair-tie and going to tie my hair up, but Jack stops me, grabbing my hand.

"You're beautiful. Don't. Please…" his plea trails off as he takes the hair-tie from me and flicks it elsewhere in the room. I see a snowflake drift down and land on the top of my nose within my peripheral vision; Jack see's it too.

He leans forward, gently pressing a kiss to my nose to get rid of the snowflake. I am frozen. I can't believe it. Jack… Jack Frost… is kissing me! Well, it was just a peck, but…

My thoughts are cut off when I feel his cold lips meet mine, and everything else rushes from my mind. I gently kiss him back, feeling happier than I've ever felt before.

As the snow swirls around us, I distinctly hear the sound of music in my ears…

What would it take for things to be quiet… quiet like the snow…

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