Chapter 1 again

Hey. I have changed my story to first person perspective because it will apparently get taken down if i don't. Thank you to WinterGuardianAngel24 for giving me a heads up. much appreciated and I read your bio. Hope things get better soon! I'm sorry to the people who liked it better in 2nd person. :P But if enough people really like it and really only want it in second person I can post it on another site and give you the link. Thank you guys for favoriting and following it by the way! I tried to keep it as close to the original as possible! Hope you like it a second time! :) And lol I lied I update pretty quickly. Kay I hope you enjoy it!

"Hey, Jack? Wow you look awful…"

Not that he could ever look unattractive. But his nose was running and froze when it came in contact with his skin. His staff seemed to glow less brightly and his blue hoodie seemed to have less frost patterns on it than before. He was paler than he normally was (How was that even possible?), his hair was a mess, and he was shaking slightly. To top it all off he looked like he hadn't slept in three days.

"Yeah, you look wonderful too." He gestured to my pajamas and frizzy hair then sniffled which made my heart jump. "Calm down, calm down," I said to myself. "But man that was cute." It was a Sunday in spring, the last snow slowly melting away to very warm weather, but still cold enough to wear jeans and a light sweatshirt. I had met Jack six months ago. He was stunned that I could see him and knew who he was. He almost crashed into a tree! We quickly became good friends, seeing as how we both loved winter and snowball fights, but I always wished he felt a little something more towards me… I came back from the memory and realized he was still standing in my doorway, almost falling over and holding his head. Apparently he had a headache. My mom was sleeping on the couch but I knew she couldn't see Jack. She hadn't heard me and Jack talking so I assumed it was still safe to do so. I opened the door full length and gestured for Jack to come in. He tripped on the door and fell on top of me. I froze as my mom woke up at the thud.

"What happened?! Are you OK?!"

Still laying on the floor under Jack's weight I replied "Yeah mom, I'm fine. I just got startled by the… uhm… the cat… again."

My mother and father adopted the cat two years ago and my mother knew how it liked to jump in my face. I actually had fallen down a couple times but laughed at myself anyway. I shut the door with my leg as my mother burst out laughing. I rolled my eyes in a playful manner. Mom wasn't making fun of me, my family just tended not to take themselves too seriously, me included. I heard a small rustle and realized that Jack was still on top of me. I blushed ferociously. Mom stopped laughing and asked if I was going to get off the floor.

"Uhhhh…" I could probably just roll Jack off but it would be much easier if he got off himself. I tried to look at his face and realized that he was sleeping. "What the hell" I mouthed. I tried to push him off but he was heavier than he looked. Mom at this point was looking at me like I was insane.

"Are you really OK?"

"Yeah mom. I'm just going to lie here, the sun feels nice. The glass door did let in a lot of sunlight. Your mother gave you a weird look then shrugged. She turned to look at the clock.

"Oh my goodness! I'm late! I have to go! Goodbye sweetie, I won't be back until late! There's macaroni in the fridge when you get hungry!" She grabbed her purse and rushed out, blowing me a kiss. I was still on the floor but blew her a kiss as well. Dad was on a business trip with his colleagues and he wouldn't be back until the end of next week. Great, I had time to get Jack to feel better. Maybe even a little. I waited to hear the downstairs door slam before I yelled.

"JACK! GET OFF ME!"

He startled awake and quickly got off.

"I'm sorry. I hit my head on that fall." He leaned against the wall and rubbed his temple. His white hair fell over his face and I tried my best not to duck from his ability to make me melt on the floor, quite contradictory to what a frost spirit is supposed to do.

"Wow, you really are sick huh? How did you even get this?"

He smiled slightly. "I paid a visit to some sick kids. They needed a day to rest so I gave them a snow day. Their parents kind of had a snow day too so it helped the kids out. Apparently I spent too much time with- ACHOO- guh, them."

"I didn't know spirits could get colds."

"Well, they do apparently."

"Okayyy-Oh my god!" There was ice all over the floor and the wall Jack was touching. He was falling back asleep.

"Nope!"

I grabbed his shoulder and jerked him awake. I then helped him get onto my couch, quite a laborious endeavor. He was really dependent on my strength and I basically had to drag him. Once he was situated on the couch he fell asleep again, his head resting on my lap. I blushed. He was so cute when he was sleeping. After about ten minutes of staring at his face, I slowly drifted off as well, letting my back hit the pillows on the sofa. I was tired too. I had stayed up the night before watching a plethora of movies and went to bed way past 12:00. "It's Saturday, I could spare an hour or so." I mumbled to myself. But soon I was fast asleep.

Waking up with a stiff back and feeling really, really cold, I blinked at the clock a couple of times before realizing what had happened. It was 1:32 Pm. Hmm. It was 8:05 AM when I took a nap so…

Oh my god- I SLEPT FOR SIX AND A HALF HOURS?!

I tried to get up as quickly as possible but there was still someone on top of my lap. I looked down to see Jack still sleeping. I sighed and tried to get up but Jack was hugging my waist, his head still on my lap. I shimmied out of his embrace, blushing through and through, then got up and stretched to un-stiffen my back.

It was freezing! Looking outside I saw it was snowing softly.

I frowned. As my blush faded a buzz came from my pants pocket.

There was a text message on my phone that mom had to stay in town for a couple of days. She had gone into the city and apparently it had started to snow really badly, so she couldn't get out. Also, the business meeting had gone into overtime, so that also would have kept her there anyways for another day or so. She would be back around the same time as your father, if not later. "P.S. There's stuff in the fridge and you can drive yourself to the store if you need food," the text said. "You're seventeen years old so you should be fine. Have fun with your new books! Be safe and I'll see you soon!"

I laughed. There were 3 books that just came in yesterday. They were great, even though they were basically children's novels; they had a fantastic story and were well written.

I sighed, smile turning into a frown and I turned looking at Jack who was now hugging one of the pillows, mouth half open because he couldn't breathe through his stuffed up nose.

"What am I going to do with you?" I asked.

There was no answer as the spirit of winter weather slowly made my couch into a Popsicle.