I woke up in the middle of the night to footsteps. I shot up out of my bed. I bent over and grabbed a baseball bat.

I looked to my window. It was open. "You have five seconds to tell me who you are before i swing." I said aloud.

"Jack Frost." I heard the person say.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid?" I said getting really to swing the bat. No one breaks into my house.

"Just put the bat down and I can prove it." The moon light hit the person. He was standing near the stick I found. His was white. His eyes were a beautiful ice blue. He caught me staring at him. A smile came a upon his face that would make any girl melt. I put the bat down some but still had it at ready just in case. He grabbed the stick.

"What do you need the stick for?" I asked.

"First it's my staff and its for this." He touched my wall with the staff and frost grew on the wall.

"Woah." I said. "You really are Jack Frost." Raven would kill to be here with me. Then go crazy. Well she would go fan girl crazy.

"I never got your name."

"It's Cymbeline." I told the winter spirit while looking at the frost on my wall.

"It's a nice name."

"Thanks." I walked over to the wall with the frost.

"I'm guessing you like it." He said now standing next to me.

"More like love it. It's beautiful." I put my hand on the frost. I smiled.

"I'm glad you like it but i have to go." I turned around.

"Maybe I'll see you again." I told him.

Then smile came back on his face. "Hopefully you won't have that bat. Maybe I will see you again." He went over to my window. "Bye."

"Bye." Jack left out my window. That was the first time i ever saw Jack Frost.