"JACK! SLOW DOWN!" I yelled as we swerved to avoid yet another car. Who thought that sledding was a bad idea? Oh ya, ME! I should NOT have gone along with this at all! This is the stupidest thing I've done in a long time! Piece of advice... If Jack Frost offers to guide you on a sled, you say no. Going about ninety down the road is not fun at all! It's actually quite terrifying!

"Jeez, Soph," Jack said. "It's like you don't trust me anymore. We've sledded before!" Ugh, he needed to remind me, really?

"I was twelve- AGH!" I closed my eyes as we zoomed towards a truck and narrowly avoided death. I opened them again and found us going down a quite empty path- thank god! "I was twelve the last time you took me sledding!" I reminded him. He simply laughed which bugged me more than it should of.

"Left!" I said as we came to a corner. I held on tightly as Jack made us turn left down a small road with a bunvh of houses all looking the same. "Second house." We stopped outside the house. Jamie's car was parked in the driveway, much to my relief. I forget what days he works but I guessed he was off seeing as it is Easter day after all.

Happily, I jumped off the sled. I glared at Jack and he laughed.

"We are not doing that again!" I exclaimed, horrified. "It's not like he lives a million miles away!" We walked up to the door of the house. I felt nervous about knocking on the front door and asking Jamie to come out. Maybe we were just bothering him, I didn't want to bother him. Jack noticed how hesitant I was to knock on the door.

"Why are you so nervous?" He asked.

I pursed my lips. "This isn't a good time," I sighed. "We'll probably just annoy him."

"Annoy Jamie?" Jack chuckled. "Nah, Jamie thinks I'm some god." Wow, Jack was a lot more cockier than I remembered... Then again, I was twelve, and a little child. I didn't notice much back then at all. Jack knocked on the door causing my heart to race. Great, now we had to stay here. I hoped Pippa didn't answer.

A minute later, the door swung open and I sighed in relief. It was Jamie.

"Uh... Hey!" I said, forcing a smile upon my face.

"Hello Sophie!" He replied. He turned to Jack, his smile getting wider. "S'up, Jack! Been a while!"

"Too long," Jack replied. "You want to come out? For old times sake?"

Jamie looked back into the hallway as though looking to see if Pippa was there. He turned back, his smile not as big as it was. It felt like forever before he finally answered... Probably because I was so afraid he'd say no. Jack even looked surprised that Jamie had to think about it for so long. I did warn him that Jack was no longer a kid. I really did not want to grow up and lose time for this ever.

He saw our confused expressions and his face lit up. "Of course I'm coming out."

You know that relief you get where you just want to hug someone? Ya, that was basically me right now- of course, I didn't hug any of them. For one thing, Jamie was my brother, ew. Secondly, the only other option was Jack.. and well... It was Jack, I guess.

"So, there's a reason we called today," Jack told him as we walked out onto the road. We were right in front of the sled right now. "Sophie- the plan!" I knew immediately what Jack meant. I laughed, and pushed Jamie back onto the sled. He sat on it dazed for a moment, giving me time to jump on Jack's back. Jack began to push the sled, making Jamie fall back on his back in fright. Once we had speed Jack began to make frost and started flying.

I got that queasy feeling in my stomach- the one you get when you go over a small bump in the road and get butterflies in your stomach.

We did this years ago too. I was surprised Jack remembered it actually. One day, Jamie came home from school upset about something, so Jack and I made this idea to make him happy. It worked then, but would it work now?

Flying is the weirdest sensation ever- especially when you aren't the one actually flying.

"This thing goes a lot faster than I remember!" Jamie laughed, holding onto his beanie hat. Or should I saymy beanie hat.

"I know right?" I called back to him. He just laughed louder, holding tighter onto the sled as we curved through the empty street and down to the fields. The fields were great because no one could see us, so it was okay for me to fly on Jack's back. I hoped I wasn't too heavy for him... Oh well.

It felt odd being like this. I was uncomfortable close to Jack's face- we were what? About two-four inches apart. Damn my girl hormones!

"I know I'm amazing looking, but you don't have to stare, Bennett," he whispered so Jamie couldn't hear.

My face must have gone about a million different shades of red as he said this. I wasn't staring- What? No I wasn't. I was... simply observing. Ya, that's it. I looked in the opposite direction of his face, my cheeks were burning, even with Mr Frost himself here beside me. Wow, that was so embarrassing.

"I wasn't staring," I muttered. I seriously wanted to slap myself in the face right now. Wait, no I didn't. I wanted to disappear right now. "And you aren't that amazing looking," I scoffed. I really wish my cheeks would stop burning right now. I didn't know why I was this embarrassed about it, it's hard to make me embarrassed about anything, but I was.

He looked at me. "Whatever you say," he winked, before looking ahead again.

We stopped in the field, and I jumped off of Jack's back with a great delight.

Jamie got off of the sled, he looked over the moon. "That was actually so fun!" he exclaimed. "Ha, I missed doing that. I bit suspicious though that there's ice around the place in the middle of spring though... I guess it can't be bad as the last time when you made it snow too.." He continued to gush on about how much fun he had while doing this. I was gazing at the ground not really listening until I realised how quite it had gotten. I looked up and both Jamie and Jack were looking at me. Jack at a very amused expression which I didn't particularly like right now.

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked.

"I asked are you sick? You're all red," Jamie repeated. Oh. That explains why Jack looked very amused. I narrowed my eyes at him and he sniggered.

"No, just... I'm- I'm fine, really," I shrugged it off.

It's okay to think a guy is cute, right? That doesn't mean anything... RIGHT?

Still short. They'll start to get longer, I promise! PLEASE REVIEW GUYS! I really want to know what you think! :)