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Tooth's Pov
It had been a month since I last saw Jack. He's studying to become an elementary school teacher out of all things.  It does suit him. To think he also wanted to be a lawyer. The boy barely ever payed any attention back in high school. I had to help him catch up, and constantly. Although he's not stupid.  Kids a hard worker I can give him that.

I missed Jack. He promised to call, message, video call me everyday, but he didn't. He had no reception.  To think I can't even go a day without talking to the hunk?  Was I in love, just bored, friendless, or just going through a phase?

The last time I saw him was when he came over to my house to hug me goodbye. He's gone off to the Snow on a family holiday. They even have family up there. They go every year.  Apparently he's a pro snow-boarder. I'm jealous. The only thing I could glide through was dental floss.

I was making my way through through the local town plaza. Mom suggested I start doing the grocery shopping. I already had everything in a bag. I was making my way home.

I past the chocolate place. The same one I first got to know Jack Frost in.  "No I'll pay.  No. I'll pay" rang in my head.  I giggled a bit at the memory. Then remembered I was out in public, and people were around.   Oh well. 

Who would have thought that a guy that hot would go for a girl like me?  Half the time I wasn't sure whether Jack knew how hot he was. Or more along the lines of cool... He reminded me of a handsome Ice Prince from a movie I used to watch all the time  growing up.  Seriously. How did I get him.

After I snapped out of it ... thinking about my crush. I mean boyfriend.  And when I say boyfriend I mean to say his pearly white teeth. If that isn't weird.

I rushed past the crowd.  It was still snowing, and the ice skating rink was open. I watched as kids and parents glided through the icey floor.  

Then that's when a miracle happened. There was a mini Ice-cream store right next to the ice skating place.   I asked myself ... did I really need ice cream?  Do I know anyone who did?  I peaked into the new store. There were a lot of flavours and colours.  Then the real surprise came. The brunette scooping ice cream out of trays reminded me of someone. He was handsome. A little too handsome.

JACK?

If there was a Jack Frost look alike contest ... he would win.  Like an idiot I stepped into the store, not for the ice cream, but to check out the guy serving snow cones.  Silly me. Jack shouldn't be home until another two weeks. 

"Are you in line?" Someone asked.

"Huh. No. Just about to leave," I responded.

As soon as I spun around I felt something grab me from behind. Someone. A cold hand.    I WAS ON THE VERGE OF BEING ABDUCTED.   Luckily I had been taking kick-boxing classes for almost a year now.   Quickly, I spun back around with one foot ready to make a quick attack then run.   The opponent caught me by the arm.

He took a step back and covered half his face looking half amused half frightened. 

"Missed you too, Tooth!

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Well it turns out the ice-cream man actually was Jack. A family member back in the snow place knew a guy who knew a guy who offered him a part time job at this ice cream shop literally a day after he returned home. He wanted to surprise me.  Didn't the boy want to rest rather than continue to work?   But knowing Jack. That boy could be lazy as hell, but at the same time the most energetic person you could ever meet. He's full of energy. That's what I loved about him.

Although I was kind of mad he didn't tell me anything the moment he got back! Then again Jack always had so much free time. Constantly bothering me while I was busy with Uni work and 'over-studying' as Jack would say. I even broke up with him at one point ... for University after we graduated high school. Until that wonderful Christmas party of Bunny's, my old schoolmate. The moment I locked eyed with Jack that day ... those dazzling blue eyes. I knew we were inseparable. I mean come on. This entire chapter has been me practically drooling over the thought of Mr. Ice prince over and over again.

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