Summer And Winter *Jack Frost FanFic* ON HOLD

Chapter 1

She looks so perfect standing there

In my american apperel underwear

And I know now that I'm so down

Your lipstick stain is a work of art

I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart

And I know now that I'm so down

Hey

        I turn off my IPod as the next song starts, not wanting to lose the mood of the song. I quickly shove it into my pocket before grabbing the keys to the front door and carefully twisting it into the lock. A blast of warmth hits me as I enter and close the door, soothing my cold skin. I climb up the 3 flights of stairs before finally reaching my room: 517.

        I had only been living here for 3 months, but it already felt like my home. I mean, an old apartment stuffed with boxes isn't exactly great, but it was something. I placed the bags full of groceries ungracefully on the counter before sighing and making a pillow with my arms and laying my head down on the counter as well.

        3 months ago I had run away from home after my father had come home drunk. Not even 5 minutes after he had arrived he had begun hitting my mother and swearing his head off at her. I had run to my room and packed as much as I could into my tiny suitcase, including money, clothes, toiletries, and my favorite book before jumping out the window and running off. Luckily I had grabbed enough money to rent an apartment, and I am old enough to get a job, so I have been able to support myself for a while.

        I always wonder what happened to my mother and my little brother Andrew, but I knew that it would be a long time before I would gather the courage to go back home. I lifted my head and blew my fiery red bangs out of my eyes. Ugh. I moaned mentally. I do NOT feel like getting up. A rustling behind me shook me out of my thoughts. I turned around slowly, afraid I was being robbed, but saw nothing. I walked around and turned over a few boxes before deciding the coast was clear. It was probably just the wind. I think to myself. But isn't that what the people in horror movies say when they're actually scared out of their wits? And plus, this apartment doesn't have any windows!

        Laughing at my frantic and cliche thoughts, I quickly put away the groceries and head to bed. I don't bother to change into my pajamas, I am WAY too tired. I just want to sleep. I work at SkyZone, which is really cool and has a good pay, but it leaves me tired and with aching bones once I finally get home. Once I have settled under my grey covers, I reach my hand out and tug on the lamp string, turning it off. And after what seems like hours of tossing and turning, I am finally able to fall asleep.