Jack x reader: When you face the unbelievable

(y/n) nodded happily, her (h/c) tossing around as if they were alive. You hurry upstairs to change. (fyi: You are 12 years old this time.) The Stevenson's!  I can't believe that we'll be spending Christmas with them! you hoped to spend Christmas there. You are always and forevermore awed by their riches. Just passing by their gate makes you want to stand there, your eyes glued. The Stevenson's house is 5 kilometers away from the (your surname)'s/' house. You took a shower and did your everyday routine whenever you go to sleep. As you finished, you slumped on your bed, looking out into the stunning vista outside. Your mom's voice rang in your ears, calling you for dinner.

"(y/n)! It's dinner time!" your mom gleefully called downstairs.

"Never mind, mom! I'll just take a midnight snack." 

"If that's what you want, dearie."

You fixed your gaze on your window. You happily smiled as you slept; dreams taking over. What you did not notice was since the time your eyes closed into a forty winks, your window frosted over.