Jack's Pov

"Jack! Get your lazy butt up! We've got school remember?" I heard the shouts of my 12 year old sister call from the other side of my door. Why? I hate school. I don't wanna go! I wined in my head. I fell out of bed and slowly got ready for school. Oops. I forgot. My name is Jack Frost. I'm 17 years old and I have a huge secret to keep. I have the ability to control snow and ice. I also have a staff that I stash in my closet that helps me control my powers. I can also fly too. I go to Corona High, the worst school in history! You'll see what I'm talking about later.

I grab my bag as I ran down the stairs and got a plate of French toast that Emma made. Emma is my sister who looks nothing like me. She has brown hair and eyes while I have whitish-silver hair and blue eyes. The only thing we have in common is we both have Mom's features.

After I ate breakfast, I hugged Emma goodbye and walked off to school. Emma doesn't have to wake up for another hour, but she wakes up to make everyone breakfast. I'm still wondering how she doesn't fall asleep in the middle of class.

Soon I came to the parking lot of the worst school in the world. In this school, there is a group of bullies who call themselves the Nightmares. The stupid leader of the gang is none other than Pitch Black. The biggest kid in this school. He has jet black hair and sickly grey skin with yellow eyes. He really takes after his gang name. He is also one of the richest kids here too. That's why he gets away with everything he does. If the teachers try to do anything, he threatens to sue the school. So we sure as heck can't ask the adults for help. And the worst part, I'm the gang's biggest target.

As I walked closer to the building, I heard the sound of a motorcycle behind me. I run to the side to avoid getting ran over. As I look to see the bike I saw the bike was a dark blue with light blue swirls and snowflakes on it. The biker parks his bike in an open space. As he gets off his bike, I found out that it was a girl. Don't ask how I know.

As she takes off her helmet I get a glimpse of platinum blonde hair underneath her dark blue hoodie that covered her face and hair. She locks up her motorcycle and heads into the school. I think she might be new because I haven't ever seen a bike like that around here. I shrugged off the thought as I walked into the awful rat hole known as school.

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Wazzup my potatoes? Its me! Here is my 3rd book! I am super stoked about it. This is going to be a good book. I hope you enjoy it. PEACE OUT POTATOES!!!