Defying Nature [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

Him

He had faded white hair, that was windblown, probably because he used the winds to get to her.

His frozen blue eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

His skin was pale and flawless from spending years in the snow.

He wore a faded blue hoodie that matched his shoes.

His dark brown jeans were the first things you saw.

He never wore shoes to be with the elements, but the frosty blue tennis shoes were a gift from her, and they froze her sunflowers as he perched on her window box.

He looked into her window and saw her.

She sat there on the window seat. Her long brown hair was pulled into a pony tail.

She wore a sweatshirt the color of a sunset.

She had on brown leggings that ran down to her ankles.

He looked at her through the window and drew picture in the frost he created.

She was reading a book, he decided. No it was a textbook. She was doing homework.

He tapped on the window, and she looked over. She hopped off the window seat and got a pair of slippers. Then she opened the window and smiled.

"Sorry about your flowers." He smiled and looked at her sunflowers.

"Oh, that's OK Frosty, they're already trampled, go ahead and freeze them too."

"Oh, that's a relief." He laughed.

"You should stop coming here," She grinned, "That's my third pot of flowers this week."

"Or, you could stop buying flowers, Sunshine."

"Ha ha. No chance. By the way, you should get rid of those flowers, my parents are starting to get suspicious." She joked.

"What flowers?" He pushed the flowers off the window with his foot and smiled. They both watched as the pot fell several stories then smashed onto the sidewalk. The dirt fell on several fire escapes, and splattered all over the sidewalk. The dead, frozen sunflowers were at the point of no return. You couldn't tell what they were anymore, spread out across the ground. The pot had shattered into hundreds of ceramic pieces.

"Oh my god!" She gaped, trying not to smile.

The boy laughed. "You didn't see anything."

Still smiling she said, "Hey get off the fire escape and come in here. It's freezing!"

"But your never cold." He countered.

"True, but your always cold! Your Jack Frost! Now get in here!"

Jack glided inside and sat across from her as she closed the window. "You warming up yet Sunny?"

"Yeah now. I can't if your always blowing wind in my face. It doesn't work like that!"

"Oh, well... I though it did. It's just--"

"I know, I know, You think that just because I'm a Sun Drop--"

"The Sun Drop." He corrected.

She stared at him. "Yeah, yeah, the Sun Drop, you think I'm always warm. That's not always true."

"Yeah, OK, sorry."

"I don't believe you." She said half joking.

"What?"

"Yup. I don't believe your sorry."

"But I am!"

"Well, maybe you are. I don't think so though."

"Well--"

"You need to show me you are sorry."

"Sun don't."

"Yup. I want you to make it up to me."

Jack sighed, "OK, what?"

"Finals are tomorrow," She said, "I'm not ready, I need more study time."

"But your like, immortal now! You don't need to pass finals!"

"At least I made it to finals!"

"You know I can't help that! It wasn't my fault!"

"Yes it was!"

"No way! I can't not die!"

"Can't not die?" Sun raised an eyebrow.

"You know what I mean!"

"ELENA! DINNER TIME! GET DOWN HERE OR YOU'LL GET LAST PICK!" Sun's little brother's high pitched voice rang through the whole penthouse and cut through their argument. 'LET'S GO! DAD'S GETTING MAD!"

"Jack go." Sun growled. "I'm not leaving you here while I'm gone." She opened the window and left the room, leaving Jack alone. He took a look at Sun's door, and hopped out the window.

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Sun walked back to her room after dinner. She had a mug of hot chocolate in one hand, and a pencil in the other. She opened the door to her room and crossed over to her desk. She pulled out a piece of bright paper and wrote:

Hey Frosty,

Sorry about arguing. It's the night before finals and I'm stressed. I didn't mean the whole death thing literally. It was just the first thing that popped into my head. You trusted me with your secrets and I used them against you.

I'll make it up to you, but you still have to make it up to me first. I need a snowday badly. I can't do this. There's still so much to study for. Just one. I know you can. It's cold enough, and it's the right time of the year. All I need is one day. That's it.

I'll make it up to you. I promise.

-- Sunshine

Then she opened up the window and set the letter free. It glided up and down in the winter wind until an icy breze flew past and snatched it up.