Ok, my friend pointed something out to me. She said Mavis seemed a lot like the girl in Hotel Transylvania, and she does, but I just liked the name. Also, for her physical description, I was going for an "Artemis Fowl" look. On with the story!
Mavis's pov
She went skating to clear her head from the nightmares that had turned to great dreams. That's never happened before. It was like a strange fairytale. The dream went from falling through thin ice, to being rescued by a handsome white haired boy. She skated for hours before he showed up. That's why she threw a snowball at the boy with the white hair. He was the boy from her dream. She had just moved to Burgess. She had no friends, so talking with the boy was the first person Mavis talked to since she moved. Once he said he wanted to meet me again She was ecstatic to see Jack again. She walked home in a haze, unaware she was being followed.
Jack's POV
Jack moved into the trees. He didn't want to scare her with the flying. Obviously she must believe in Jack Frost and the Guardians, but Jack wasn't sure if she knew she believed. He made it to the North Pole without any trouble. He walked into the workshop, around the elves, and into North's office.
"Hey, guys. You rang?" Jack greeted the other four.
"You seem exceptionally happy, Jack," Tooth said.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked. Bunnymund interrupted, "I think Tooth was referring to the giant grin plastered to your face." Jack rolled his eyes and made a ppft sound with his mouth.
"Guys." Santa said in a serious tone, "We have other problems."
Jack didn't really listen. He was too busy thinking about a certain raven-haired girl.
"Jack!" "Huh?" He answered stupidly.
"Did you hear what we just said?"
"Ummm.. No," Jack answered North's question.
"I said..." He paused for dramatic effect as Jack prompted for him to go on with his wrist. "Pitch Black is back. And he has a personal vendetta against you."
"Oh," was all he could think to say.
"How will he do that?" Jack asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Bunnymund asked. Jack shook his head.
"He'll take someone you care about as a hostage," Bunnymund said. Jack's eyes widened. He immediately thought of Jamie, or Sophie, or... He didn't even want to think the name, but he did. Or Mavis.
Pitch's POV
Pitch calmly followed Mavis as she walked to the lake. He watched her skate for hours before Jack Frost showed up. He was following this girl because last night, he tried to scare her, but couldn't. And the bothered him.
When he saw Jack Frost he was happy and had to force himself not to attack then. No, he wanted to do something worse than attacking him. He wanted to do something much...crueler. He became more and more interested with this girl...this Mavis Abernathy, especially when she talked to Jack. Pitch thought he might have just found his bait, if the relationship continued. His lips curled into a cruel smile when Jack said he would meet her tomorrow. The Pitch calmly followed Mavis home, sticking to the shadows.