Chapter 1: Snow Day
It was nearing sunrise in the town of Burgess. A cool breeze blew through the forest. A boy the age of 18 fidgeted anxiously as he sat upon a small hill just on the outskirts of the town. He bright blue eyes and snow white hair. He was dressed in a darker blue hoodie and worn out brown pants, but no shoes.
To say he was excited would be an understatement. He was euphoric. For it was but a few moments before the first day of winter officially came. As the sun finally rose the boy leaped through the sky and announced to no one in particular. The boy is Jack Frost.
The winter spirit flew to the town. Upon reaching it stop to land on a park statue. Raising his staff, which gave him his incredible power, he caused the sky to darken slightly. In less than a minute it began to snow. Small, white crystals fell slowly to the Earth. The ground was quickly being covered in a thin blanket of snowflakes.
About a few hours later people began to leave their homes for work or school. Noticing the mellow storm they called inside to others who rush to the doors and windows. True enough it was-
"Snowing!" A boy cried as children piled into the rapidly whitening streets. In just a few hours the town was thick with snow. Not enough to be considered a safety hazard (except for the ice & frost) but enough to cancel school for the day.
People were building snowmen, making snow angels, catching flakes on the tongues or in their hands, ice/figure skating on the suddenly frozen solid lake, and having snowball fights all over town. Jack Frost leaned against the statue admiring his work and gazing thoughtfully at the people as they ran past unaware of his presence.
"Jack!" Said guardian looked to the source of the familiar voice.
"Jamie. Hey." Jack greeted. Jamie smiled and returned the greeting.
"This is so awesome. Thanks Jack! You did do this right?" Jamie asked just in case.
"Your welcome, Jamie. And of course I did. Hello, I'm Jack Frost." He said a tiny bit offended by his friend's doubt in his powers.
"Right. Sorry."
"It's fine. Oh, heads up." Jack gestures toward the kids running up to them snowballs in hand.
"Huh?" A snowball hit him square in the head throwing him off balance. "Wha-" Just as he was about to fall Jack jumped down and caught him, steadying him back upright.
" Whoa there. You okay Jamie?"
"Yeah thanks."
"No problem. Anytime." Jack winked. "Now c'mon. We've got a snowball fight to win."
"Yeah!" Jamie exclaimed suddenly fired up. He ran ahead and joined the other kids.
"Alright then," Jack blew into his hand creating a snowball. "Let's play ball!" He shouted the last part as he reeled his arm back, gave it a quick spin and threw the ball at the closest player.