These are pathetically short but seeing as I'm supposed to be revising Latin I wrote down one or two of the more annoying plot bunnies...
Disclaimer: Seeing as how I would never have been able to finish writing anything long enough to become a book, I don't think I own an entire series of books and a film. If I could I would not be bothering with school...
Alex rolled over on his bed and sighed. It was only six in the morning and he'd had restless night of being somehow too exhausted to actually fall asleep. Shivering from cold he pulled his legs into his body in an attempt to dispel the sensation that his blood had actually frozen and pondered that maybe if he managed to catch pneumonia he might be able to miss school and the history essay that the stupid teacher had already seen fit to hand out on the first day of term. Being in year eleven sucked.
Finally regaining feeling in his feet, the blonde was just deciding it wasn't worth getting up and out of the warmth of his covers when his stomach rumbled loudly. He groaned, now there was no choice. He was a teenage boy and two things took priority over anything else: Sex being the first and food a pretty close second. Getting up and cringing at the draught that somehow always managed to find a way into his room, Alex ignored the strange glow that seemed to be emanating from behind the closed curtains. Feeling his way blindly down the stairs in the dark hadn't been one of his better ideas but there was enough light to make out the vague shapes of major obstacles. Alex didn't notice that this shouldn't have been possible in January.
The teen spy was halfway through eating the entire supply of biscuits in his cupboard when the doorbell rang. Almost growling, the teen spy sent one last longing look at his food and went to open the door. Hesitantly the teenager pulled the door open a crack. There was no one there. Blinking, Alex threw the door open wider and stepped out onto his door step, cringing as his feet hit ice-cold stone. The realisation hit him at the same time as the huge ball of frozen water. Snow!
As Tom watched his friend's reaction he couldn't help but laugh. The teen spy had gone completely stock still, his eyes had gone wide and his expression seemed unsure as to whether he was supposed to look excited, pissed off or utterly gobsmacked. A second later Alex had decided and Tom didn't dodge in time before a large sphere of ice was smashing into his face.
When I said this was short... Anyway, could I please have a review? I mean how else am I goinng to procrastinate away all the rest of the time before the exams? =S