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It was another wonderful autumn in Burgess, Pennsylvania. The trees were vibrant shades, ranging from bright yellow to vermilion orange to stunning scarlet, and the air was crisp and cool. Jack-O-Lanterns, spiders, and Halloween props decorated every doorstep in sight as you looked around from your perch on a tree in some yard on 7th street.

Noticing a branch of green leaves next to you, you lifted your hand up. As soon as your fingers came in touch with the leafy membrane, the green drained from it, bright orange blooming across its surface instead. Almost all the trees had lost their leaves, now, though, and kids were playing in said leaves in the garden below you.

Fall seemed to have come and went this year faster than ever, and winter was approaching swiftly. Speaking of winter... cold air hit your back, the temperature suddenly dropped tremendously and wind picking up. Jack Frost was here already.

"Hey, {{user}}!" The Winter Spirit called, hopping onto the branch next to you; his bare feet on the rough bark of the oak tree you were poised on, making a thin layer of ice and frost spread across the wood.

"Hey, Jack." You said, placing the Pumpkin Spice Latte you'd managed to snatch from Starbucks on the branch beside you. Jack dropped to a crouch beside you, and you shivered as he stood so close, the temperature dropping even further at your proximity. His ice blue eyes followed your gaze to the Bennetts' yard, watching Jamie and Sophie Bennett play around in the leaves they were supposed to have been raking.

Jamie noticed Jack, looking up and waving - and clearly not taking notice of you, which you found highly offensive. Jack noticed the look on your face, the mischievous smirk tugging at his lips turning into a slightly sympathetic one.

"I know the feeling," Jack mumbled, tapping a tree branch with his staff, watching as a leaf froze, shriveled, and floated softly to the grass beneath you. Jack looked up again, meeting your hazel eyes: the colors of autumn swirling into one - green, amber, gray, and brown. He thought they were beyond pretty, entrancing, even, but he wasn't about to admit it.

"You look nice, by the way," He said awkwardly, "Did you change your hair? Buy a new sweater or somethin'?"" Jack inquired. He was so bad at this. He barely ever talked to anyone, let alone girls, seeing as pretty much 0 people could see him before Jamie did.