Hi, guys! So, like almost every other fangirl here, I saw the movie, decided it was awesome, and wanted to write a story. This is my first official fanfic! Yay! If you have any advice for me I would be really happy to accept it! Without further more to say, on with the story!

"Jack, stop it!" I shouted, laughing as a snowball hit my shoulder.

Finally, the rapid fires skipped to a halt. I un-shielded my face, and swiped at the dark brown bangs that hung into my eyes. As soon as my hair was out of the way, another snowball hit me right in the face.

"JACK! STOP THROWING THE DAMN SNOWBALLS!" I shouted again, dropping behind my nearby snow fort and taking cover as yet another snowball was thrown into the air.

I heard a laugh, and then he shouted, "NEVER!" And suddenly, at least ten snowballs soared into the air, smashing into the ground right behind me. Quickly, I took a glimpse over my fort. A snowman. A SNOWMAN was scooping up snow with his skinny claws and rapidly hurling them at my direction.

I swung my fist in the air. "Hey! No fair!" A hand grabbed my shoulder by surprise. Jamie huddled against my snow fort, holding a finger to his lips. His unmistakable mischievous grin was plastered on his face, and two snowballs that were just big enough to knock anyone down rested on the ground. I smiled with glee as I understood his evil plan.

Giving me his signal, I shouted, "SNOWBALL ATTACK!" And chugged the huge snowball towards Jack. Startled, he dodged my deadly snowball...and got smashed on the face by Jamie's. We both bursted out laughing and high-fived each then, I noticed the time on my watch. "Crap! Gotta go. See you tomorrow, Jamie!" I waved to him as I dashed to the park bench nearby, snatching up my tote bag as I hurried back home.

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I winced as I tugged the comb through my messy dark brown hair. I barely combed my hair, but since it was my young brother's birthday, I had to look the best as I can. At least that was what mom said. I tied my hair into a ponytail and clipped up my messy bangs. Unclipped them. Clipped them. Frustrated, I pulled the clip out of my hair and just let my bangs hide my eyes.

Somehow, when my whole family had blue eyes and dirty blond hair, I had silvery eyes specked with blue. My hair was nowhere near blond. I was different, a freak, some of the girls in school would like to call me. I even thought of drugs, until I met the spirit of winter and fun. Thanks to Jack, I stopped my crazy thoughts, all the things that threatened me to die vanished. It was like living another life.

A cold gust of wind from behind disturbed me from my thoughts. I casually waved into the mirror I faced, saying, "Hey, Frosty." "Use my proper name, Bird Nest." He retorted, obviously annoyed. I turned, meeting something not quite like the normal Jack Frost. Dark circles stood out from his pale skin, and his hoodie was baggy and wrinkled. "Your hair isn't that much of a difference either. What happened?" I asked, grinning. He shrugged and laughed. I pouted and hit his shoulder. "Tell me!" "Ow, fine!"

Turns out that he took a visit to Jamie and Sophie, and ended up being attacked by pillows. "I had never been beaten by a kid, and I didn't even survive a tiny pillow fight?" He muttered to himself. I raised my eyebrow. He raised his hands in defense saying, "Fine, fine, you got me fair and square in the snowball fight yesterday. Happy?" I snorted -not very lady like- and looked away, ignoring him. He pouted and tugged on my pajama sleeve, kneeling on the ground. Damn, puppy eyes. How can I resist? I bursted out laughing. "Get outta here, I have to change." I pushed him out the door.

A few hours later, I flopped onto my bed facedown, groaning. Jack, on the other side, was still outside, having a wild snowball fight with the younger kids. Three hours of snowball fights! What is wrong with those kids? Grabbing my violet laptop, I went on youtube and put on my headphones. Hitting play, the song Viva La Vida by Coldplay blasted into my ears. I guess I listened to at least five songs, because by then, my mom shouted, "Cake time!" To the kids outside. It wasn't long before Jack came floating in, a snowball in hand. I immediately held up my hands in defense. "Okay, okay, I'm going down."

After the wild party, the kids retreated to their homes, and Jack went back to North for some guardian stuff. A few minutes later, gold sand drifted into my room. "Sandy! Right on time." I lay on my bed, touching the silky sand, and waited for the sweet embrace of sleep.

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"Oh my gosh! Yes! Oh my gosh!" I jumped around my room, causing confusion to Jack. "What are you doing?" I stopped jumping around and beamed at him. "I'm picked to go to winter camp!" Jack sat on my windowsill, waiting for me expectantly. "You can come." A smile slowly spread across his face. "I can?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and shot back, "I don't know, can you?" "Yeah!" He did a backflip in the air, almost knocking off everything on my desk, then he perched up on it, deep in thought. "Where is that camp?" "I don't know, let me check." I grabbed my laptop and searched for the website. "There. Oh, it's in Greenland!" I said. meanwhile, Jack was staring weirdly at my laptop, poking it with his staff. I whipped my laptop away from him. "What the heck are you doing?" I asked, furiously wiping the frost from the cover. He pointed at it. "What is that thing?" I put on my really? look. "What? It's not like I work with North everyday." He said. "It's a computer." I simply replied. He scrunched up his nose, getting more and more confused. "A what?" I literally smacked myself in the face. "A computer, something you can go on the internet with." He was confused than ever. "What's the internet?" Oh gosh, there's gonna be a lot of explaining to do.

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After a whole load of 'goodbyes' and 'good lucks', I finally got to actually open the door. Jack gave me a hug. "Meet you at Greenland," He had said. Skiing, kayaking, rock climbing, art exhibitions, even watching the Aurora Borealis! Greenland, here I come! I gave my ticket to the attendant and skipped in.

Settling down on my seat, I pulled out my sketch book and pencil. At last! All this time, and I haven't even open a page. I started doodling and sketching every possible thing. I even sketched Jack in a ridiculous elf costume. I guess I lost track of time, because eventually a flight attendant asked me for any lunch. Taking a lasagna, I put down the now-blunt pencil and glanced out the small window. The clouds lay peacefully below us, a city peeping out from underneath. Noticing a tuft of white hair, I grinned, just as Jack hung upside down, sticking out his tongue. The glass immediately frosted and the words, 'How are you doing?' were written on the thin ice. I grabbed my sketch book and wrote on my reply. Our conversation continued like that for a while. I guess I should be glad the most of the passengers in the plane were either asleep or absorbed by whatever show they're watching on the tiny screen, or they would see a crazy girl writing notes on a sketch book and showing it to the empty window.

Soon after the conversation, I decided to take a snooze before arriving at Greenland. Though, I never got there. I heard a scream. The plane rapidly descended from the sky, closer and closer to the boulders in the snowy mountains. One of the flight attendants fainted. Serval passengers screamed. A ear-splitting noise echoed through the plane as it crashed into a rocky boulder, the metal pieces cracking and the glass shattering.

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"Is she gonna be fine?" Who is that? Where am I? A thick russian voice replied to the question. "She had a serious concussion. I don't know if she would make it." I opened my eyes, blinking to adjust to the bright light. A blurred vision of a light blue figure and red figure appeared. The blue figure immediately moved to my side, grasping my hand and looking at me worriedly. His skin was surprisingly cold. "Are you okay?" It asked. Blinking more, I nodded. The figures materialized, and the blue figure turned into a boy of my age. He had silvery white hair and aquamarine eyes. He smiled. The red figure turned into a man who wore a red coat with brown furry edges.

Getting up from the bed I was lying on, I looked around, taking in my surroundings. I was in a small room, the walls a pale brown and a round window sat on the windowsill. "Where...where am I? Who are you?" I croaked out. My head throbbed, and I winced, hands going up to my temples. The man stepped up. "You should rest. You had just been in an accident and had a concussion." I tried to figure out what happened. "What accident?" The last thing I remember...well, I don't know. "It's getting late. Get some sleep and we'll explain everything tomorrow." I nodded, and slumped into the bed. Soon, I fell asleep.

~CHAPTER 1 END~

How was it? Hopefully you enjoyed it. If you didn't figure it out already, the main character's identity won't be revealed anytime soon. So, yeah. Again, any tips or advice will be really helpful. You can also give some ideas on what the next chapter should have, if you have any. DM out~