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Just One Winter (Jack Frost X Reader) Ch. 2

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Just One Winter

(A/N) Hi again! Thanks for reading! It means a lot to me, since this is my very first fan fiction. If you like it, or have any ideas, please comment! All comments help, and really motivate me to keep going.  A very very special thanks to my two betas Nuttyspace (from Deviant Art), and katherine0301 (also from Deviant Art, and now fanfiction.net [Check her out, she’s awesome])
Key: (y/n) = your name. (e/c) = Eye colour. (h/l) = Hair length. (f/n) = Friends name. (bf/n) = best friends name

----------Chapter 2----------
You stare up at the sky with your mouth gaping open.

“What the hell?!” you say aloud to yourself. “What the actual hell just happened?” You feel stuck to your place in the middle of your street. Eyes bulged open, frantically scanning the sky for some sign of the boy.

Maybe I just imagined him, you think to yourself. Maybe I’ve finally gone insane.

You’re still in shock after a couple minutes but see no sign of him ever existing. It had to be a dream.

It had to be.

You finally turn around and start walking to your door, and continue inside. Not as warm as you’d like it to be, but you don’t completely know how to turn up the heat, so you settle for changing into the warmest pajamas you own.

You continue to prep yourself for bed, which included brushing your teeth, and combing your (h/l) hair. Well, combing that mess as best as you could anyway.

The whole while, you can’t take your mind off the white-haired boy. Was he real, or were you truly insane?

In the middle of your thought, your cell phone buzzes, and plays the designated ringtone of your best friend.

You rush over to where you discarded your phone earlier today, and answer quickly.

“Hello?” you ask excitedly, hoping your friend can take your mind off of your whole Jack Frost issue.

“You’ll never guess who (f/n) is dating!” she replies, sounding like she needs to vent to someone.

You both contribute to the typical conversation of two teenaged girls, adding in a few “Oh my god’s” and “No way’s”.

After about 20 minutes of this back and forth jibber jabber, you finally pour out to her:

“You’ll never guess what happened to me today,” you say, kind of nervous, since you best friend never really sees eye-to-eye with things you find exciting.

“An angry ostrich chased you down the street because you stole her pancakes?” your friend replies, completely unfazed.

You exchange a few giggles, and you continue.

“I went for a walk in the snow today, and this creep started to talk to me and asked if I could see him,” you start, and your friend gives a sound of acknowledgement. “And then he started following me, and when I got home, he told me his name was Jack Frost and literally flew away!” you say, working yourself up at the end.

Your best friend, sighs and says:

“(y/n), you need to stop acting so childish. You’re in high school, you can’t keep pretending that Santa and the Easter Bunny are real. It’s really not normal for someone your age,” she pauses, and sounds like she’s taking a sip of something. “You can’t truly expect me to believe that you spent the evening with Jack Frost.”

You’re taken aback slightly that someone who’s supposed to be your best friend doesn’t believe you.

“But (bf/n), it really happened! I wouldn’t believe it myself if I didn’t see him fly away afterwards!” you try to tell her, but she’s not having it.

“No, that didn’t happen, stop trying to make me believe you, (y/n)! There is no such thing as Jack Frost, and you are insane!” she says harshly.

You’re sitting in the middle of your bed, with your (e/c) eyes big, and in shock. You don’t say anything to her, and try to think of something to say to fix what you’ve done.

“(bf/n) I-“ you begin, but don’t know where to go with your thought. Luckily, you heard on the other line, someone call to your friend.

“Hey, I’ll talk to you later, okay? I have to go,” she says quickly, and hangs up

“Well, goodbye to you too,” you say aloud into the dead line, and hang up.

You flop onto your back, and stare at the ceiling.

Maybe it really didn’t happen, you try to convince yourself, as your stomach starts to rumble.

You groan and start to get up off your bed and shuffle into the kitchen.

As predicted, there is no quick food to eat, other than stale crackers that have probably been in the back of your pantry for months now.

You groan as you realise that you’re going to have to go grocery shopping tomorrow. You hate going shopping alone, with money that isn’t yours, because you always want to buy the fatty food that is way overpriced.

You go through the fridge, and then the pantry again, followed by the freezer. You shiver slightly as you look for something to heat up. There’s a single mini pizza left, and you take it out of its wrapper. You discard the instructions without reading them, and put the pizza in the microwave.

As you wait for your pizza to heat up, you walk into the living room and turn on the TV. This time of year, there was always some sort of holiday movie on.

The only one you see is the 1998 movie “Jack Frost” starring Michael Keaton.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you say aloud, and groan “...why~?”

Fed up with the channel listings, you turn off the TV and go to check on your pizza. It still has 2 minutes to go, but you’re hungry now. So you take it out, and put it on a small plate.

You walk back to your bedroom, and take a huge bite out of your pizza, devouring a quarter of it in one bite.

“Crap!” you yell as it burns your mouth.

Why didn’t I let it cool first? you ask yourself, and clean up the pizza you spat on the ground.

Now with only three quarters of mini pizza left, you wait for it to cool, and take much smaller bites. After you finish, you place your plate in the kitchen sink and go into the bathroom to brush your teeth again. Your mouth still hurts like crazy from your first bite.

Now that you’ve eaten, you go back to your room and pick up your favourite, and most-read book.

After about a chapter, you start to yawn, and feel sleep about to take you over.

You flip off the lamp, and put away your book.

You lay down, and can’t stop yourself from thinking about the strange boy again. Will you ever see him again?

Part of you hopes so, but another part is afraid of what might happen if he did. Your friends don’t take you seriously, so it may just be best to forget the whole thing.

As you start to finally drift off into the land of dreams, a light snow begins to fall.
Summary:
Just one winter you saw him. It only took one winter to see what you needed to see. And all you needed to do, was believe. A story of friendship, and romance. Jack Frost X Reader

Please comment, it would mean so much to me!
PLEASE tell me if you see any spelling mistakes! It bugs me so much when i see mistakes!

Chapters (All on FF)
Ch. 1: [link]
Ch. 2: You're Here!
Ch. 3: [link]
Ch. 4: [link]
Ch. 5: [link]
Ch. 6: [link]
Ch. 7: [link]
Ch. 8: [link]

Note:
The italic problem is finally fixed!
The story is also on my Fan Fiction.net account
Link:
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Disclaimer:
I unfortunately do not own Rise of the Guardians, or any of the characters.

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moontiara's avatar
i like this story very much keep up the good work ^^