The Beginning Of A Winter Love

Chapter 4

❄️Jack's POV❄️

The teacher was talking but I wasn't paying attention. I kind of wanted to talk to Elsa. Get to know her better.

"Psst," I whispered.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Can I get your number?" I asked, handing her my phone.

"Alright," she said, handing me hers.

She gave me my phone back and I texted her.

Hey. It's Jack.

❄️ Hi.

Can I ask you something?

❄️ I guess.

Why are you so shy?

❄️ I don't like letting people in.

What do you mean?

❄️ My father always use to say 'conceal don't feel don't let them know.' So, I don't.

Don't let them know what?

❄️ Well, if I tell you, then that'd be letting you in, wouldn't it?

I guess.

The bell rang.

"What's next?" she asked, hopping out of her chair.

"French," I replied.

"The language of love," she said with a giggle.

"Personally, I think Spanish is sexier."

"Then why are you taking French?"

"My aunt made me."

"Same here. Otherwise, I'd be taking Spanish," she said, putting a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Well, I guess we better get going to our French class that we wish was Spanish," I joked and she giggled her adorable giggle.

Wait... what did I just say?

Hey! So, the picture in the media is a legit picture of mine. Meand my best friend Danny went to Starbucks and said our names were Jack Frost and Elsa and she gave us a discount for being Jelsa shippers.

Love ya!

~ Snowflake