Life With Jack Frost
Chapter 2:
You got woken up by your alarm clock and pushed the button angrily. You turned to your side and wiped your still-sleepy eyes, having a hard time to open them.
Yawning, you covered your mouth. You opened your eyes, sat up and stared round your room. You noticed that the silver boy you met last night didn't show up.
"See? No one else is here…" you said and chuckled.
You stood up and made your bed after and went straight to the bathroom to take a long, refreshing warm, shower. After suiting up, you stood in front of the mirror and brushed your (length), (color) hair.
Saturday, weekend. You still have time to do your tiring, bothering, piles of homework; but not to worry, you always have straight A's every quarter, so why be timid? The one that's bothering you were your parents. They're not home again. Same as usual, they would leave a note downstairs on the refrigerator door to tell you when they will come back. You know that it will take about two to three months before they will.
You breathed deeply and stared at yourself in the mirror before going downstairs. You went straight to the refrigerator and, as expected, there's a note stuck onto it. You got tired of reading it so you just threw in the trash bin.
You looked in the refrigerator to see what's for breakfast and fortunately your mother already prepared something for you. When you closed the fridge, you got surprised by the person standing beside you. It's the boy from last night.
Your eyes widened with fear and shock. The young boy smiled at you and grabbed the milk you're holding and placed it on the table.
"So…. what now?" He said with a smile and sat on the chair while holding his wooden staff. You looked around and back to the teen boy who's still smiling weirdly at you. You leaned closer and stared at him for a while.
You noticed that there's long steel, not far away from you, and you quickly grabbed it and pointed at the teen.
"Hey! Wha- what are you doing?" he exclaimed, rather surprise and angry about what you did.
"Wha- what- what do you mean what I am doing?!" you yelled nervously, "What are you doing here!" You added.
The boy was walking closer to you cautiously while reaching out a hand, "Don't tell me you forgotten?" he said, reminding what they talked about last night.
You got shocked and as put down the steel, you shook your head and looked back at the boy in front of you.
"You… you… how… did- how did you get in here?" You asked fearfully as the boy took the long steel .
"Like I said last night…" he said while holding both of your shoulders while supporting you to sit down a you calmed yourself.
"I'll tell you, but you have to believe in everything I say." He added.
You looked at the boy and stared at his light, bright blue, gorgeous eyes. Your mouth was half opened and you're not really sure about what you're going to say. The teen boy sat in the chair beside you and rested his staff on his lap.
"I saw something in your room lately…" he started. Your eyes got surprised thinking that he went in your room while you're sleeping and you didn't even know it.
"And…." You whispered nervously while you're fondling your own hands.
"I know you already know me…" he took a deep breath before continuing, "Look at me, (F/n)," he added and you obeyed, "You already know… who I am…"
You looked at his eyes, his white-silver hair and lastly, his staff. You also looked at the frosts on his jacket and jeans and also wonder why he's barefooted, in winter… And there's no one in the whole world that will walk in the snow without wearing any shoes to protect his/her foot from the frigid snow, except for one person...
Yu tried to remember something about what the teen boy had said lately. "I saw something in your room lately." keeps recurring in your mind then suddenly, something popped in your head.
"Your frosts on your clothes, your white-silver hair," you said quietly and held his hands. "Your cold, pale skin, your bright blue eyes…" you continued and suddenly stopped.
You're nervousness faded away and uttered a low laugh as you looked at the teenager. Your lips twisted into a joyful, excited smile as you glanced at him from head to foot.
"You're… you're…" you said while controlling your blazing excitement inside you, "Jack Frost!" you shouted with delight and the teen boy sighed in relief and gave you a big smile…
"You're Jack Frost…" you repeated calmly this time. Jack sat back while staring at you.
"Exactly…" he muttered and looked at you joyfully.
You covered your mouth, wiped your face, rubbed your eyes and opened it again. You stared at Jack Frost, THE Jack Frost.
You looked down and giggled. "Could…. I- could I get you something?" You asked blissfully and looked at Jack.
"I don't really know." He said with a grin while glancing at you, "You decide." He added
"Are you sure?" you asked curiously and he quickly nodded, "Pretty sure, besides…. You know a lot of stuff about me."