My name is Natalie Watson, I'm new. New to everything, I used to live in the florida keys. A.K.A we got no snow, until... I moved. Now I get snow every day, well not every day, but probally half of the time in this season we get snow... Anyway lets get to the story here...

I blinked my eyes open, tired and achey. The fifth day here and Im hating it already. I shivered, and as soon as I rolled over the light blinded me. "Aghh" I groaned throwing the covers over my eyes. wait ,I thought, its snowing!

I kicked the covers up off of my bed, and raced to the window. My eyes gleamed at the snow falling, it layed on the ground. At least three feet. I opened the window and leaned out letting the snow lay on my long black hair. Suddenly, I got hit in the face with a snow ball. "Hey" I fell back landing on the ground.

I stood up and ran back to the window, I saw a kid in a blue hoodie sitting in the oak tree in my yard. He laughed really hard at the huge wet spot from the snowball on my chest. "Stop laughing, it isnt funny" I hissed.
His eyes grew wide. "Wait. You can see me?"
"Of course I can see you idiot, I'm not blind" I crossed my arms, making sure he couldn't see through my night gown.
"You know you might want to change your shirt, your arms aren't big enough to hide that!" he laughed, throwing back his head.

I was about to throw back a smart remark but I just whipped around to put on another shirt. By the time I threw another shirt on, and turned around the kid sat on my windowsill, he had a smirk on his face. "Y'know, you realy should shut this window. Someone could break in,."
"Oh, like you just did? Maybe you should mind your own buisness!" I snapped, putting my hands on my hips.
"You never told me your name, thats bad manners" he changed the subject, jumping off the windowsill and walking closer twirling a long staff in his hand.
I rolled my eyes. "My name is Natalie" I said bluntly. "Whats your name?"
"Jack" he smiled, touching the tip of his staff to my nose which sent chills down my spine.
"W-What was that?" my cheeks flushed a bright red, as he pulled the staff away from my face.

"Just a little trick, like it?" he grinned at me with a warm smile. I nodded slighty, feeling weird. The blush was still spread across my face and he chuckled softly. "So, Why did you throw that snowball at me? I don't even know you!" I crossed my arms, he shrugged. "It's my thing, I like throwing snowballs at people. Their reactions are priceless." He laughed again.

I rolled my eyes. "Well you should leave before I call the cops."
"Like the cops are going to do anything, you don't understand kid."
I growled, I hate being called a kid. "I am NOT a kid, I'm fourteen for Christ's sake!"
He burst out laughing. "everything except your chest makes you look eleven."
"Stop laughing, its not funny!" I yelled.
He calmed down about five minutes later. "So, you know how old I am. How old are you?" I asked.

"Sixteen." he grinned, no wonder he was such a perv he's two years older. Older guys are always like that.
"hmm, interesting... Where did you get that hoodie? It's adorable."
"I take it you like blue?" He smiled.
I smiled back, a warm feeling tightened my chest. "Blue is my favorite color. White is my second favorite".
I had no Idea why I was still talking to him, maybe it's just I find him adorable, and I like talking to him. All I knew is that I wanted him to stay.
"Blue is my favorite too, that's why I never take this hoodie off." He grinned, his smile is cute too.

"Anyway...," He began. "I have to go." He turned walking towards the window. "W-Wait" I said. "Will I ever see you again?" My chest tightened even more, and my legs felt like jelly. "Do you want to see me again?" He grinned childishly. I nodded.
"Then you will" And with that he left.

I took a deep breath, did I have a crush on a stranger? His hair neatly tucked behind his ears, he sent shivers down my spine. His lips, that smile...
I looked down at my wood floor, snow laid lightly there, unbothered by the heat in the room. He was truly something.