I slowly blinked open my eyes, taking in the ceiling of the living room, and after rotating my neck slightly, the open window and the boy hovering outside it. I sat up quickly, making my head spin and stood up.

"Jack ?" I leaned on the windowsill and smiled shyly at him. He turned to me and smirked. He then came closer and ducked through the window, brushing his arm against mine. Making me rub it in shock, he was freezing!

"Sorry, had go out for a bit, heat isn't the best for me." he smiled and sat down on the couch.

"You never told me your name last night." He grinned and I couldn't help but want to smack my head in frustration. How could I be such and idiot?

"Cindy, Cindy, eh, Green." I looked at him as he smiled. "I like it, sounds good." I smiled at him but noticed the clock out of the corner of my eye. Looking at it properly I froze, 7 o'clock. Dammit.

"Uhm, I've got to get ready for school, maybe we could, uh, hang out later or something?" I walked through to the kitchen not catching the small smirk that graced his face as I turned away.

"Sure, I'll see you later then."

As I closed the window behind me, I couldn't help but cover it in frost and leave a goodbye. I eyed my handiwork and smiled to myself. I flew around the town giving everything a good cover of snow and ice, especially the high school. I landed in the park and smiled at the kids mucking about in the snow. Everyone loved snow. I smiled to myself as I saw Cindy hurrying down the street, bundled up in a thick green parka, gray scarf, hat and gloves. I sent a snowball flying her way and chuckled as she narrowed her eyes at me in warning. I grinned as I followed her to school pelting teens and children with snowballs.

After rushing to school, getting a face full of snow from a winter spirit and watching teens and children alike being pelted with snow, I finally made it to class. A minute before the final bell went. I quickly took my place in the back row next to Amilie. I shivered as a cold blast of air whirled in through the open windows. I scowled at it, which teacher in their right mind leaves a window open in winter? I tried to focus on the math problems but my head simply wasn't in it. It probably also didn't help that there was a certain winter spirit outside the window creating ice and snow. I let out a sigh, I wasn't going to be able to concentrate today.

After grabbing my coat from my locker, arranging a date with Amelie to go shopping and shoving the mountain of books into my bag I was finally able to leave. Of course the playful winter spirit was waiting for me when I got home.

"How was school?" his smirk was all too devious. I ignored him and unlocked the front door. I sighed as it wouldn't open because of the frost and after trying to push it open I turned to Jack with a scowl. "You know fine how school was and can you unfreeze my door, I would like to get inside so I don't die of hypothermia." he simply chuckled and pushed the door open for me. I rolled my eyes and dumped my bag in the hall and shrugged out of my parka.

"You might wanna keep your coat on." Jack was leaning on his staff just outside my front door. I raised my eyebrows in question. "I wanna show you something. C'mon" I shrugged my parka back on and followed him to my back yard.

"You trust me?" he looked at me hopefully and all I could do was nod. He suddenly had his arms wrapped around me and whispered to me. "Hold on." that was all the warning I got before he rocketed into the air.

A scream ripped from my lips as he flew high into the sky with a delighted woop. I closed my eyes tightly and held on tighter. I craned my neck to look up at him, and blushed when I noticed him looking down at me. He pointed to something behind me and I clutched him tighter scared I would fall with only one of his arms wrapped around me. I slowly, turned my body around slightly to see what he was pointing at and gasped. The moon.

The moon was just peaking up over the nearby mountains and hung brilliantly in the sky. I for a minute forgot I was being held by a fly winter spirit and turned my body fully, relinquishing my grip on jack to look at the moon fully. He wrapped his other arm around me to make up for the loss of both of mine supporting me. I stared at the moon and began to understand why he seemed to love flying so much.

"It's … beautiful." my breath came out in a puff of white, Jack rested his chin on my shoulder as he smiled at the moon. "It is."

That's how it continued for the rest of the week. Every night, after school, Jack would show me something new, whether it be the snow covered mountains, some distant lake that he'd frozen over or another trip up into the sky to simply look at the moon. Friday night was definitely the best of them though. He took me ice skating.

We had flown a short distance from my back yard into the middle of the forest were there was a small pond. He set me down and tapped the water of the lake with his staff, turning it into ice. I smiled sadly, the last time I had gone ice skating was with my parents. Ever since then I'd avoided it. He held out a pair of skates for me and I smiled ruefully, I didn't even own skates.

"You bought them for me?" I looked up at him and couldn't help but frown, his eyes shone with worries. "I'm fine y'know. It may have been awhile, but." I stopped and looked at the moon which hung in the sky. "I trust you." I smiled at my own words, realizing the truth of them. That I really, truly did trust Jack. His expression became that of joy, a smirk gracing his features as I did up my last skate. He helped me up and then began pulling me around the lake. I giggled, I felt like a little girl again being pulled by my father. I gently pinched his hands and he spent me a reproachful look, I smiled and took of in the other direction. Stopping at the top of the pond I skated towards him, only to jump over him in a pirouette nearly clipping his head in the progress and landing with a smirk.

"Your not the only one that can throw a trick or two." he shook his head and I felt my feet become stuck. He sauntered over to me and leaned on his staff, smirking.

"Maybe so, but" he leaned in and looked down at my feet, which had become frozen in a block of ice. " I'm still the master of wintery tricks." he smirked as he flew to the rock in the middle of the pond and sat there. I couldn't help but laugh at the situation.

"Come on Jack, stop being a spoil sport and let me free." he shook his head as he laughed heartily.

"Not until you admit it, that I have the better tricks." I rolled my eyes. "your the spirit of winter, of course you have the better winter tricks! I was having a laugh." he unfroze my feet and pulled me to him. "Trust me, I'm aware of that fact." he began gliding over the ice, leaving me no choice but the follow. After a lap around the pond, with him spinning me in and out at irregular intervals I began to remember the pattern. I smirked and began copying his moves and throwing in my own. He looked at me mildly impressed.

After half and hour of dancing around he placed me on a snow bank and handed me my shoes. I grinned at him and quickly swapped shoes. He held out his hand to help me up but instead rocketed straight into the sky, I shrieked, partly because it surprised me and partly because I was excited. Ever since he had first taken me up into the sky I had loved it. He flew me back to my house opened my bedroom window and eased through. As my feet touched the ground I couldn't help but blush slightly as he looked around my room smirking slightly.

The walls of my room were a a white-blue, and were covered in artworks I had made over the years, and a few posters of a band I quite liked, The Script. But the reason why I was embarrassed wasn't because of any of that, it was because of the absurd amount of Jack Frost sketches drawings heck, even paintings I had made. What made it worse is that most of these I had made fairly recently. I watched him take everything in, watched him chuckle at a few things and pick up a framed photo of my desk. I sat down on my bed and waited somewhat patiently for him to finish with looking around.

He turned to me with a smirk as he laid eyes on the sketch I had made just yesterday. The sketch was of him hovering in the air a snowball held in his hand lightly and a mischievous smirk ( a smirk which was on his face this very moment) gracing his features.

"Well, you don't seem to be missing inspiration." he spun a circle and then leaned on his staff looking at me expectantly. I sighed, knowing that he now wanted an explanation. I leaned back resting my hands on the plush blanket on my bed and looked at the ceiling.

"All my life, I've believed in you, and the other fairy tales. I don't find it that strange that when I finally meet one I draw them." I glanced at him and couldn't help but be struck by how handsome he really was. His place skin, his startlingly bright blue eyes, his messy white hair, his button nose and his lips which made the most perfect smirk I'd ever laid eyes on.

"Suppose that does make sense." I felt the bed creak slightly as he sat down next to me. I turned towards him and smiled. We had become good friends over the past week. We had done things that no one else in this town did, I mean how many people in the entire world can say the flew around with Jack Frost?

"This weekend, you doing anything?" I looked at him wondering what he was planning and shook my head. "Good, you'll have time for a nice surprise then." he smirked at me. I blinked and looked at the clock, 10 o'clock.

"I should leave, you'll need your sleep for tomorrow." he was up before I could even protest and reopening the window by the time I had even made I halfway across the room. He was just ducking out the window as I grabbed his wrist.

"You don't have to leave, well right now at least. I'm not tired." I smiled at him slightly but it quickly vanished. We had unconsciously leaned in whilst I had spoke and instead of doing the smart thing and pull back I didn't stop I just closed my eyes and let happen what may. We were so close to touching when I was pulled from my daydream by a call of my name.

"Cindy? Are you home?" my eyes snapped open and I locked eyes with Jack, who seemed amused but disappointed at the same time. I said a quick goodbye before answering my aunt and speeding through my evening routine and heading to bed.

Curse my aunt, was the last thing I thought of as I drifted to sleep whilst a certain frost spirit drew on my bedroom windows.

A/N

Chapter 3 baby! I'm on a roll today! That last thing actually happened to me once, only it was my mom and the guy wasn't a winter spirit who could fly and make snow and ice out of nothing. It sort of happened to me? … Awkward. Thanks again to everyone that reviewed, fav'd or followed this story! And as I live in the Netherlands I have to wait until the 29th to watch RoTG, I'm so sad! It's not fair!

I'm going to mope some more, see you all next time.

-Dreamer