Chapter 1
I remember when I first met Jack Frost, it was four years ago, and I was 17. I was playing with Jamie and Sophie in the snow when a snowball hit the back of my head.
"Jamie!" I shouted, "I'll get you for that!" Jamie looks up and says, "But that wasn't me."
"Me neither," said Sophie.
"Ok, so if it wasn't Jamie, and it wasn't Sophie, who could it be? Jack Frost?" I say jokingly. Both Jamie and Sophie nod looking at something behind me, which surprised me. As I turn around another snowball hits me square in the face. "Hey!" I shouted, wiping the snow from my face I look up. My jaw drops, there, standing in front of me is a boy who looked no more than 18 with snow white hair and piercing ice blue eyes, his skin was pale and his lips were slightly blue. He wore nothing more than a pair of slightly torn brown pants that showed his calves and a blue hoodie. As I was looking in shock, he saw my surprise and was surprised himself.
"Y-you can see me?" he asked almost breathlessly. I only nodded, knowing my voice would fail me. He looks shocked at first, but then smiles. He tells Jamie and Sophie he'll play with them tomorrow. I was regaining myself from the shock I had just experienced and looked up. In the sky was this so called "Jack Frost" flying on the wind, he saw me staring and waved, everything went black.