Ok, I feel the need to say I am a girl. I know Dylan is usually a guy name, but I'm a girl, named Dylan. Yeah, so... On with the story!
Jack's POV
Jack beat Mavis to her bike.
"I'll get it," Jack told her.
"No," she argued, "It's my bike."
"But I would be the worst," he paused, confused.
"What exactly am I?" He asked.
"Ummm... My friend," Mavis said. Jack tried not to be disappointed, "Okay, then I'd be the worst friend ever if I didn't carry your bike. She huffed. Jack took that as a yes.
They walked in a comfortable silence to Mavis's house. Mavis popped the garage door and attempted to take the bike from Jack, but he held the bike firmly.
"I've got it. Now where does it go?" Mavis directed him to the correct place in the garage. Then she grabbed a sled that Jack quickly stole from her and carried it all the way to Jamie's.
Jamie was over joyed when he say Jack. He ran and grabbed Jack's middle in a big bear hug.
"Whoa. Hi Jamie! Uh.. Can't breathe," he said. Jammie pulled back.
"Well, who wants to go sledding?" Jack asked. All the kids hands shot into the air. All Mavis did was watch. Eventually Jack can't over and asked, " Don't you want to go sledding?"
"Ugh! Okay! Confession time!" She said, "I've never actually been sledding."
"What?!" Jack asked, "C'mon I'll teach you."
He picked up the sled and set it on the little hill everyone was using as the start of the sled run.
"Don't do anything crazy," Mavis warned. Jack laughed and said, "Wouldn't dream of it, ma'am." Mavis, in response muttered, "I know you do, Frost." That only made Jack laugh again. He helped her get onto the sled, then sat behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He leaned forward to see his favorite thing: Mavis's blush.
"Alright, Jammie. Let her rip," Jack said. With that being said the kids all pushed on Jack's back to get the sled going. They went down to the end of the slope, but Jack kept it going past that. Once he thought Mavis was comfortable on the sled he sped it up. She gasped, but he tightened his arms around her and whispered,"Don't be scared. I got ya," in her ear. She nodded. Eventually as the past statues and did 180s Mavis started to laugh. When they got off the sled, Mavis's face was bright red from the cold air blowing in her face. He just smiled, and once again leaned in with his lip slightly parted and eyes closing. She did the same. Their lips were once again an inch apart before the kids ran up yelling, "That was awesome!" Jack pulled away, again, but this time he awkwardly ran the hand that wasn't holding his shepherd's crook, through his white locks. Jack picked up the sled and they all made their way to Jamie's backyard when they got there, Jack set the sleigh down, picked up a snowball, and hurled it at Mavis, declaring, "Snowball fight!" Then they were all throwing snowballs at each other. Jack and Mavis were only throwing snowballs at each other. Jack was letting her win. Eventually, Mavis threw one straight into his face. Jack, not really mad, flew up towards her, grabbing her and and pushing her into the snow. He decided he was going to give this one last shot. He leaned in to kiss Mavis, her arms pinned away from her body by Jack's hands. When he was close enough to her, she leaned up, meeting his lips. Mavis's lips were so warm on his. Finally, he had to come up for air. Hey, even immortals have to breathe. He looked down at her. She was beaming. Jack was sure his face resembled the same look. Then a Scandinavian accent called out, "Jack, what do you think you are doing?"
Oh, no, Jack thought.