an: haha so this chapter is pretty cheesy XD But i felt that you guys deserve a good perspective on how Jack feels, and it's not always bad to add some hormonal cute stuff in there :P

Enjoy!

Jack watched as Keira's mouth would not stop opening and closing, almost looking like a fish struck dumb, and her face was a deep red. Jack didn't know why he found this pleasing to him, all he knew was he enjoyed her reaction towards him.

Although he found that he enjoyed flustering the girl, he made sure that he didn't string it out before she felt embarrassed. For some reason he felt he had to be sensitive towards her feelings. He already felt bad about how she thought she was crazy for being able to see him when nobody else did.

Now that he thought back, she must have seen him all those times he was venturing around Burgess High School. She probably also saw him starting that food fight, the one that backfired on him and got Jamie in trouble.

Jack sat up to distract Keira from her flustered behavior, he watched her brown eyes follow Jack, and he had no idea what to say. He knew he was going to say something, was it a question? Was he just going to say something nice to her? But he gave up trying to remember, just looking into those brown eyes lost his train of thought, he instantly thought of brown sugar, and suddenly he felt like the one struck dumb.

So he smiled at her, still allowing himself to get lost in her brown eyes, and he suddenly felt calm. He could feel a certain clarity in the air around them, yet at the same time he felt lost. He heard the ticking of the clock on her bedside table, and he wouldn't have cared how many ticks he heard. The sound of the volume turned up on the tv could be heard from downstairs, but he didn't care to find out what show was on. Her window pane began to shake a little from the wind that began to storm outside, but he hardly cared if that would affect his course to North, as the wind took him where it wanted to take him.

He just wanted to watch her brown eyes swirl with color. They weren't just brown, they had hues of gold around her dark iris, and some swirls of a ginger brown mixed with chocolate. He really did enjoy this game of deciding what eye color she could possibly have, and he loved that strange feeling in his stomach. He lightly wondered if that was the feeling North got in his belly when he could sense danger.

With a sudden urge of bravery, and stupidity, he blurted out what was on his mind, "I could get lost in your eyes forever," and as she began to register what he said, her eyes widened in shock.

Idiot! Why the hell did he say that! That was so random! What the heck happened to the cool Jack Frost? YEs, that feeling in his stomach most definitely will be that new danger feeling for him, the danger of him making a complete fool of himself. He noticed that she was still staring at him, and when he saw her ginormous brown eyes he felt that want to get lost again, no! He would not do that, that only made him say stupid stuff! But he wanted to soooooo bad.

"uhh, well," Jack said, trying to break the tension, "I meant what I said earlier,"

Keira just kept her eyes widened on him, with a sudden shake of her head she looked back at him, "what?"

"About your window, you should make sure to lock it or something, somebody could get in," he said, seriously. He knew what nightmares still lurked through the night.

"Oh, you mean somebody like you?" She said smirking with a raised eyebrow. It was quiet a hilarious expression but for some reason it made Jack want to blush. But he suppressed that urge, and just smiled cheekily back at her.

He laughed softly at her joke, "I was thinking more along the lines of somebody worse than me," he laughed, "but thinking about how Bunny thinks I'm such a menace he would probably put me in that category."

"Bunny? You mean the Easter Bunny, right?" Keira said, confused at Jack's nickname for Bunnymund.

"Well, he actually goes by E. Aster Bunnymund, but yeah he is the Easter Bunny" Jack explained smiling.

For a while they just sat around, Jack somehow ended up on the floor, with his legs resting up on the bed while Keira worked on her English Essay. They had just eaten the cold pizza, which Jack was thankful that it was cold, hot things did not attract Jack's taste buds, Jack didn't usually eat often, but he thought it was cute that she brought an extra slice for him, so he took it graciously.

Keira was two years older than Jamie, Jamie had managed to forget about him two days after he visited him. But Jack had never properly introduced himself to Keira and yet she never stopped forgetting about him.

"Hey, Keira?" Jack called out as she scratched out a sentence on her paper.

"yeah?"

"How long have you been able to see me?"

Keira whirled around in her rolling chair to face Jack, she considered his question for a second before answering, "I really don't remember, I have always been able to see you," Keira then stared out into the darkness on the other side of her window her brow scrunched.

"I'm pretty sure I knew about you even before I moved to Burgess," she said twirling back around to her essay.

That didn't alleviate the confusion in Jack's head, in fact it made it even more jumbled. Jack often visited Burgess even before Jamie was born, so she didn't see him for the first time here. She didn't always live in Burgess, so that meant she had to have seen him somewhere else.

"Where did you used to live?"

"New York," she replied still concentrating hard on her paper, "I hardly remember anything about it, I only remember bits of what my building looked like, and some bits of central park during the winter."

Jack "huh"-ed and went back to staring at Keira's ceiling, at least that was some to go off from. She said that she did remember some of the city during the winter, so she could have seen Jack there, but it was least likely. Jack didn't usually like New York, it was too crowded and it got down right annoying every time somebody walked through him.

Thinking along the same lines, Keira asked, "Do you visit New York often?"

"No, not really, not that I can particularly remember anyways," was his basic answer with a shrug.

"Oh."

Jack hung around for a little while later after Keira finished her rough draft of her essay, but when her yawns became more frequent and her eyes drooped, Jack decided it was time to leave.

At least it was about eleven instead of one in the morning, he thought with a smirk as she snuggled into her covers.

After turning off the lights, Jack left her another note with a smile on his face.