Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long to update =[ I was lazy the past few days and I forgot about it xD Anyways, sorry again, please review, I wanna know if you're enjoying it! Love, PurplePhoenix

It was November 20 and a cold autumn night. I was peacefully sitting on a tree, star gazing and thinking of the many ways my life could have gone if I had grown up with my parents. Suddenly an extremely cold and strong wind blew me off my branch and I fell on the ground.

"Who's there?!" I angrily demanded.

I looked around but found nothing. Then, a little pissed off, I got back up.

"So, what do you call yourself?" A voice asked.

Once again I checked for any sign of life around me. Once more I saw nothing or no one, therefore convinced myself it was merely my imagination.

"You know," It said, "Ignoring someone can be very rude." The owner of the voice was next to me. A good looking guy, about my age, with snowy white hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen.

"Oh, uh- Hi." I was awestruck by the superhuman good looks.

"I'm Jack Frost, you know, guy with a freezing staff. Heartthrob or stupid. You choose." He flashed a killer smile that only a guy like him could have. Shaking myself back into consciousness I said

" Wait, THE Jack Frost? Wow, cool. I'm Blaze Cinders and..." I stopped for a moment, then said with a short laugh, "Heartthrob?"

"Oh yeah, to the fairies anyway." Jack replied with a chuckle.

" Well, I heard you're a guardian.." I said curiously

"Yeah.. that... you know, North, Easter Kangaroo, Sandy, and Tooth. Real cool people."

I giggled. "Easter Kangaroo you say?

Jack laughed back. "Yeah, Australian accent, just don't tell him I said that."

My heart was racing, Jack was a really cool guy and it felt good to meet someone my age.

"So, is it really true you've got these awesome freezing powers?" I questioned, thinking about my own powers. Jack stood up and froze the branch we were sitting on. A beautiful ice pattern took over the branch's dull brown color. I was amazed by it, but flinched when I felt the cold agains my hands.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked surprisedly.

" Just...*sigh* Well, ever since I became this I cannot touch ice, water of snow, otherwise I feel a strong pain, such as which gives you the impression that cuts right through you." I explained.

Jack looked disappointed, but covered it up immediately by asking what I could do. So I tried to impress him and showed him one of my best fire tricks. I made tiny flames from my fingertips made them float a few inches and position themselves so we were surrounded by them. And for the finale ( I guess) I made them dance, going up and down gracefully turning.

Jack was just standing there, admiring my powers, astonished by what I could do. He said it was one of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen before. At that moment I was certain I had never felt this loved and appreciated in my whole life. Jack and I spent the night on that branch, talking about our rocky past. When I told him about mine he seemed to understand it, and that was a comforting feeling.

Right before leaving he said: "Meet me here tomorrow, I'll be taking you to North and hopefully the Man in the Moon will have an answer."

"Sounds good by me, see ya!" I agreed excitedly.

" Bye Cinders." I scowled at that, but then I just waved and watched the wind take him away.

Later on I found myself in my little cottage, secretly located in the woods of northern England. Sitting on my bed, I wondered if I had really met Jack Frost. That led to another thought. What would the Man in the Moon say about me? What if the answer he had wasn't...wasn't what I hoped for? Yet there was the other side, what if I had parents and they were alive? What would happen then? After 100 years of living alone I grew independent. I never needed any company. All I ever needed were my bow and arrow and my powers.

Meeting Jack changed my mind about that, being around him was so good. We're so different, yet so similar to one another that, I feel, it connects us. Ugh. I guess I finally felt what it was to be a teenager with a boy problem. Shaking that thought out of my mind I told myself: "Blaze, you just go with Jack, hear what MiM has got to say about you and then you'll know what will happen. Stop worrying yourself before you even need to!"

Head spinning, I stood up, grabbed my bow and arrow, put my long leather overall and set out. I was going for a hunt. Even though it seems very odd for a girl, hunting clears my mind. I guess it's because I have to focus all of my senses to succeed. Otherwise, those long hours in the woods would be for nothing.

Being in the woods was relaxing. I felt good there, for a reason I never understood. The trees seemed like those of a fairytale, there was a pleasant smell in the cool air. Suddenly, I heard a faint crack of a breaking twig. Senses sharper than ever, bow & arrow ready, I stood still, trying to figure out where the sound came from. After what seemed like forever, I spotted a red deer. Carefully, I aimed at it and let go of the arrow. Ever so swiftly, it went through the trees and...bullseye! I went after it, retrieved my arrow, cleaned the dead animal and carried it back to my fairy cottage.

Only then I realized that the sun had already set. Oh no. Jack. Instantly I dropped the poor deer and took off, flying as fast as I could, yet knowing I would have no energy left to fly to the North Pole with Jack. The town's clock said nothing but one thing. I was late.

Hope you enjoyed it! Might be putting up chapter 3 as well, just maybe =) Peace!