"4x+2=22...subtract the two...and...five!" Jamie scribbled down his answer.

"Ok...fifteen divided by three, plus twenty-"

A sharp knocking on his window interrupted his study session.

Jamie jumped up form his seat, welcoming the distraction.

"Jackie?"

Jacqueline Frost, the Guardian of Fun, was hovering outside her window, wrapped in a red blanket.

"What are you doin-" Jamie began.

"Jamie! I need you to do me a favor." Jackie exclaimed.

"Uh, yeah, sure...come in." Jamie moved aside, letting the frost spirit in.

"Shouldn't you be...making it snow around the world? Its December." Jamie asked, sitting at her desk again.

Jackie blushed furiously. "I know I know...but I needed to stop by here first. You see...yesterday was North's christmas eve party, and I uh...drank a little more than I should have you know? And well, wait-how old are you?"

"Twelve, but I turn thirteen in two weeks!" Jamie stated proudly.

"And your in seventh grade?"

"Yeah, why?"

"So...you've done the reproductive unit...right?"

Now Jamie blushed furiously. "Uh yeah,we learned about that in November."

"Ok...so i'm assuming you know uh...well, er..." Jackie stuttered, not sure on how to tell Jamie what went down last night.

"Jackie, what happened? Are you hurt? Did-Did someone hurt you?" Jamie asked, eyes wide.

"What? No! Me and Bunny, er, ended up spending the night together and-"

Jamie's eyes widened. "You and the Easter Bunny slept-"

"Jamie who are you talking to? You better not be on the phone! If you don't do that math homework now you won't do it at all and you need the practice!"

Jamie rolled his eyes and called out, "Sorry mom! I'm just solving it out loud!"

Jamie turned back to Jacqueline. "You and Bunny had..."

The winter spirit blew a tuft of her hair out of her face. "Yeah...we slept together."

Jamie gasped, then started snickering.

"Oh shush. Now for the favor...can I borrow some clothes?" Jackie asked, tightening her grip around the blanket as she sat down on Jamie's bed.

Jamie raised a brow, "Clothes? What happened to your usual clothes?"

"I uh, well, Bunny sorta...ripped them." Jack admitted.

Jamie's mouth flew open in disbelief. As much as Jamie hated it, he was a growing teenage boy, and at the curious age of 'almost' thirteen, a naked woman was like the forbidden fruit. He had never really seen one for himself, besides Sophie, but she didn't count.

"Y-You're naked?"

"...Yes."

"You're naked...in my room."

"Jamie?"

"I have a naked girl in my room on my bed."

"Ugh! Can I just borrow something to wear?!" Jacqueline groaned.

Jamie shook his head, clearing his wandering mind. "Oh yeah, s-sure."

Jamie motioned Jackie to follow him, and he led her to his parent's room. The boy opened his mom's closet.

"Okay, you can try to find something that fits, she probably won't notice anythings missing." Jamie shrugged.

Jacqueline nodded, "Thank you, i'll have it back to you as soon as I can get a replacement set of clothes."

Jackie began looking through the wardrobe as Jamie flopped on his parent's bed.

"So, how drunk were you last night?" Jamie asked.

Jackie scoffed, "I wasn't that drunk...oh who am I kidding, i've never been more than I was last night than in my entire life."

Jackie held a yellow sweater up, "What'd'ya think?"

"Eh, not your color." Jamie shrugged.

Jackie shoved the garment back into the closet with a huff. Something caught her eye in the back of the closet. Pulling it out, Jackie admired a satin white dress.

"This?" Jackie asked.

Jamie caught his breath. "Sure, I think my mom wore that like, before I was born once as a angel in a play."

"So she won't be needing it anytime soon then?"

"Probably not."

"Sold." Jackie took it off the hanger and was about to drop the blanket.

She eyed Jamie, who was staring at her.

"Uh, privacy?"

"Wh-What?"

"Turn around!" Jackie squealed throwing the hanger at Jamie.

Jamie laughed and turned around as Jackie changed.

Jackie would never know Jamie was watching the entire time through the glass reflection in a photo on the wall he was facing.

Little bit of perv Jamie haha. But be honest, at the age of 'almost' 13, a teen, most boys are kinda at the curious and pervy stage.

Review please :)

-Shelby