Jack Frost, Shannon Sabotage [best summer reads of all time TXT] 📗

her arms tightly around him thanking him. That same shock went through his skin the exact way it did before with her. She pulled back feeling it too and looked down at her sandals. He lifted her chin up with his finger and looked into her eyes. They were a light orange color with flecks of bright red he hadn’t noticed before. He pulled his hand back as she noticed his ice blue eyes.
“We should probably get back to the gang, right?”
Hestia nodded and he grabbed her hand pulling her along with his walk back to the rest of their friends.

Chapter 4~

Chapter 4~
They walked hand in hand back to their friends. Danni smirked at their hands and turned back to Chastain.
“You wanna blow this popsicle stand?”
Danni questioned Chastain and they walked off after Chastain nodded her head in reply. Barnabus followed them saying goodbye to Hestia and Jack with a wave. Blaine and Jeremiah were there now with Jack and Hestia. Jack still held Hestia’s hand feeling the little sparks that ignited. It was something he could get used to.
Jeremiah broke through the two and wrapped his arm around Hestia’s shoulder. She closed her eyes and faced the ground. Jack pulled on his arm to get him away but it was no use. Hestia stood there uncomfortable and Jack getting upset. Hestia pushed Jeremiah away and walked over to her bag and slinging it over her right shoulder and she strolled down the sidewalk. Jack scurried to catch up with her tripping over twigs and rocks. Jeremiah soon gave up and went back to class along with Blaine.
Jack reached for Hestia’s bag strap but she was going way too fast for him. She stopped in her tracks all of a sudden and turned around to Jack. She looked up at him sternly,
“Please don’t follow me; I have to get to…”
She trailed off and continued after pulling a sheet of paper out and reading something,
“Third block lunch.”
“But that’s when I have it.”
“Oh…well then alright.”
She turned on her heel and made her way to the cafeteria. He ran after her as she speed walked. As they made their way into the lunchroom Jack had to stop and catch his breath. He leaned forward and rested his hands on his knees. When he looked up Hestia had been waiting there for him. He smiled and she mustered up some sort of grin. He stood as she started to walk off again.
They got their lunches and made their way to an empty table near the back. Jack took his seat beside Hestia and she started arranging her lunch into neat positions. Jack watched her nimble fingers tear a piece of pieta bread and slip it into her mouth. As he caught her attention he looked away quickly hoping he had not been seen looking at her.
“You should probably eat that popsicle before it melts.”
Jack looked at his tray which held the popsicle still its wrapper. He shrugged and she raised an eyebrow.
“But it will melt. Then it’ll just be a puddle of gross blue slush.”
Yet again Jack just shrugged; you could see the frustration in Hestia’s expression. She pouted as she turned back to her food. Soon as Hestia predicted the popsicle was halfway melted by the time Jack got to it. Jack unwrapped the dessert and the blue ice cream ran down the sides of the stick and onto Jack’s fingers, instantly freezing. The rest of the popsicle near the top and middle was runny. Jack pursed his lips and blew a small wind in the dessert’s direction chilling the entire surface. Good for Jack, Hestia hadn’t noticed. He bit into it as Hestia turned to him.
“Hey, it’s not that melted.”
“Guess I’m just lucky.”
“Yeah, a lucky boy you are.”
“So, where did you come from?”
“Orlando, Florida.”
“Why would you move from Orlando to Winnipeg?”
Hestia shrugged with a smile and questioned,
“Why wouldn’t I? I met a lot of nice people today including you.”
Jack smiled lightly. If he could blush, he would be blushing the darkest shade of red at this moment. Hestia’s naturally red cheeks deepened in color and she turned to Jack.
“Would you like to come over some time?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing, I’m allowed to invite like three friends to my house this weekend.”
“Oh! Well, that would be nice too! “
She smiled big showing the brightest teeth Jack had ever seen causing him to smile just as big.
They finished their lunch and walked together to last period which they had together.
“If you want me to introduce you I can…you seemed awfully shy when you told us your name.”
“No it’s fine. Thank you though.”
She pressed her warm lips against his chilly cheek causing that zap sensation yet again. The teacher looked through the window in the door the exact moment that had had happened.
“You two, no public display of affection! Now, get in here!”
As they both walked into the classroom Jack had a huge smile on his face that Hestia threatened to smack right off.
After class, Jack guided Hestia to the bus waiting area and they waited for their buses together sitting on a bench in front of the school. Jack twirled Hestia’s hair around his fingers in little orange ringlets. She smiled as she rustled his hair in her hand. Jack began to play with her bracelet; the one he had found for her. They were both frightened as Jeremiah pried them apart ever so rudely.
“Hey, beautiful.”
Hestia crossed her arms over her chest and turned away from Jeremiah. Jack spoke up which he never did with Jeremiah,
“The lady clearly does not like you, Jeremiah.”
“And who said she liked you?”
No one had said she liked Jack, it was just kind of noticed between Hestia and him. Hestia looked from the corner of her eye at Jack and smiled lightly. He was defending her; no one had ever defended her. She turned to Jeremiah and thumped him in the back of the head.
“You should really chase some girls you have a chance with, maybe those school whores I’ve been hearing about? Actually I bet you can’t even get with those sluts.”
Jack let a guffaw escape his lips before Jeremiah shot him a glance that just said ‘shut your trap’.
“Whatever, Miss Brooklyn. And to you, Mr. Wrenchy.” He gestured to Jack using his proper name only used by his teachers and continued, “Good luck getting this girl to squirm, seems like those legs won’t ever open.”
He left with a smirk and a hurt expression on Hestia’s face. Jack petted Hestia’s back comfortingly.
“Don’t listen to that jerk, he shouldn’t even be classified as a human…more of a worthless germ in the forth bathroom stall.”
This made Hestia laugh making the hurt go away. Maybe she could get used to the idea of spending more time with Jack.
Hestia’s bus came rolling around the corner and as she stood Jack did the same. She smiled, thanked him for being so nice and then finally wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders tightly. He scooped her up off the ground and swung her around slightly until she begged, laughing, to be put down. He did as told and with one final peck on the cheek she left him alone on the bench.

Chapter 5~

Chapter 5~
When Jack arrived home all he could think about was Hestia. As he strolled through the house to find his mother at the kitchen table he thought of the orange ringlets that hung at the sides of Hestia’s face.
“How was your day, Jack?”
He shrugged slinging his knapsack onto the counter and walking over to the fridge.
“Anything interesting happen today?”
He hesitated debating whether or not to tell his mother about Hestia as he grabbed for a soda.
“Well, there was a new girl at school today.”
“Oh, is she nice?”
“You’re asking so many questions today and yes she is wonderful.”
His mother turned around resting her forearm on the back of the chair and smiling at her son. He turned to her opening his drink and taking a sip.
“Do you like her?”
“Mom!” His eyebrows furrowed and he took a long sip from the bottle.
“Well, you can’t yell at me for just asking.” She turned around sheepishly and continued reading her novel.
“Aw, Mom.”
He set his drink on the counter and walked over to his mother. She shook her head and fixed her reading glasses. He rested a hand on her shoulder and sighed,
“Yes, I like her.”
A squeal echoed the room, bouncing off the walls and filling Jack’s eardrums. He jumped back a little startled from his mother’s reaction. She sprung out of her seat wrapping her arms around her son’s shoulders. Jack awkwardly returned the hug while feeling confusion.
“I almost thought you were gay!”
“What!?”
He jumped back looking at his mother like she had lost her mind. She then realized what she had said.
“Oh, I’m sorry; you just never showed any interest in girls…ever.”
“Girls are wonderful, and no I am not gay, guys are not attractive in my eyes. Ladies are and I’d tell you more on what I had on that thought but you’re my mother and I don’t wish to tell you.”
She gave a muffled chuckle behind her raised hand and then smiled at Jack. He smiled back and she hugged him again.
“So now that we got all that cleared up, you wanna invite this girl over?”
“Already got it covered, I invited her over for this weekend.”
His mother smiled one big smile before walking into the living room, popping in a video and plopping down on the couch.
“Want to watch a movie with me?”
“Sure, what movie?”
“James Bond.”
“Oh, yes.” He