Jacob's cheeks formed a wide smile that spread across his face. His green eyes seemed more vibrant than ever; his eyes seemed like they popped out at me.

"Your smile is so....," Jacob said, pausing. He couldn't think of the right word to say,

"Hideous, I know. I hate my smile," I said, looking down at my hands.

"What? No! You're smile is amazing! It's like....it's like a...um....I don't know how to describe it," he said.

I looked up into his vibrant green eyes.

"Do you really think my smile is amazing?," I asked him.

"Yes," Jacob said.

I smiled and pulled a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Thanks. Your smile is amazing too," I said.

-------------------------------------------------------

Jacob stayed at my house for a while. We talked about each of our families. I told him that my mom was a nurse, and that my dad was a lawyer. I told him that my dad was out on a business trip.

That's a lie.

My dad was not a lawyer. He was a solider.

He fought in the Afghanistan war, and he died.

I didn't want to tell Jacob about my dad because I didn't want him to pity me. Also, I didn't want to cry again.

Jacob told me his mother was a chef and his dad was a reading teacher. He told me that his mother made awesome thanksgiving feasts. He also told me his dad taught him how to read.

When Jacob was just about to leave, he asked me a question that shocked me.

"What's your number?," Jacob asked.

My eyes widened.

"Uh....why do you want my number?," I asked.

"Just so I can annoy you by texting you every second of every day," Jacob said, smiling.

I laughed.

I told him my number and he left.

I lied down in my bed and fell into a deep sleep.

----------------------------------

I woke up and saw rays of sunlight streaming through my window. I sat up and saw that snowflakes dancing in the air. I have always loved watching snowflakes dance around each other as they fall slowly to the ground.

All of a sudden, I heard a beep come from my phone.

I reached out to grab my phone from the bedside table. I turned my phone on and saw that Jacob texted me. I smiled reading his text.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how messy is your hair right now?

I went to iMessage and replied.

Me: Well good morning to u 2

Jacob: I don't believe in good mornings. Every morning I feel groggy and want to go back to sleep. No morning is ever a good morning.

Me: I believe in good mornings. I love when I open my eyes and see sunlight coming through my window. I love looking out of my window and watching the snowflakes fall slowly to the ground. I always have good mornings.

Jacob: I hate when I see sunlight when I open my eyes, but do love watching snowflakes

Me: Yeah, snowflakes are beautiful

Jacob: Hey, you never answered my question!

Me: I ignored the question on purpose

Jacob: You don't want me to know how.messy your hair is?

Me: Of course I don't want u 2 know how messy my hair is!

And that was the start of an awesome conversation.