Ice Cold (ReaderxYandere!JackFrost)

Chapter 3

You frowned as you walked up to your high school. One thing running through your mind.

'Would Jack be here?'

You sighed as you open the doors and walked in, the small gust of wind running it's fingers through your (h/l) (h/c) hair.

Walking to your locker you looked over at Jack's, you mood darkening as you put in your combination and hit the locker so it could open.

You felt like a terrible person. You hadn't realized how jack shite your priorities were effed up. You had just forgotten and ignored the first person who ever noticed and cared about you outside of family.

You sighed, your mood sullen as your thoughts flashed back to yesterday, how tormented Jack seemed to be by your actions.

You were a terrible friend and you knew you had wronged. You placed the last book in your bag and closed the locker before turning to walk to class.

You walked passed a teen that looked oddly enough like Jack, your eyebrows furrowed at the male's black hair and his darken eyes, his style clashed greatly with the Jack you knew, black v neck tee, dark almost black jeans that held onto him loosely, and heavy looking boots drug at his feet.

Your eyes followed him as he stopped at Jack's locker and opened it.