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I had never seen such a beautiful sight. The trees were bare of any leaves, the streets were caked with frost and the parks had mountains of snow. I smooshed my face onto the window trying to get a better view. So this is what a winter wonderland looks like, I though.
"Por favor Antonella! Deja de pegarté a la ventana! Lo vas a manchar.", My mother exclaimed. I resettled into the seat of the car with a sigh and looked over at my brother, who was looking out the window with a serious face. He had always been a serious person. He had wavy, black hair and dark brown eyes that were framed with glasses. We looked a lot like each other and were often mistaken for being twins since we both were at least the same height. He, of course, wasn't my twin and was at least 3 years older than me. He wasn't very expressive about moving so I wasn't sure if he was as excited as I was.
With my father getting a new job with a better pay, the family moved from the heat of Phoenix, Arizona to the small town of Burgess, Pennsylvania. "Now Toni, I'm sure you'll make new friends! Everything is going to be just fine." He said as he tried to convince me for the nth time.
I personally had no problem with it and found that it was actually pretty exciting. Moving to a whole different environment and meeting new people was always an exciting thing. The only thing I would miss was the hot sun and the children who always played in the streets. I loved watching all of them run around and how they would make me play with them. I especially loved chasing them around with water balloons to cool them down. During the few rainy days, I would call the children over to huddle under the small armada next to the mobile home community and sing to them and tell them stories of numerous adventures of a forest fairy trying to save her people from the treacherous hounds of the drylands. Kind of a silly story now that I think about it.
Tears threatened my eyes from all the memories with the children but I pushed them back as I watched the car stop in frount of our new home. It was a big two story house that a large frount yard that was currently overflowed with snow. The house was a nice warm lavender color and had a lovely rustic look to it, on the porch were two rocking chairs and a small wooden table. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would look.
We got out of the car and dad took the keys to unlock the door to our new home. Well here goes nothing. Once I was inside, I saw the true size of the place. It was bigger inside than it looked on the outside! Since my parents had already come and arranged things, the only thing I had to do was unpack my personal belongings.
"You're going to love your room!," My mother gushed, "I thought maybe you would like the room with the view to the frount yard. I painted the walls the light blue color you asked me to and I arranged your room so you could have enough space to just lay about." I then followed her upstairs to a door down the hall. "I'll leave you be to unpack. Let me know if you need any help. Dinner will be ready at 7 but don't worry, I'll call you down." She said as walked back down the stairs to get dinner ready.
The room was just how my mother explained it. Light blue and with lots of space. The bed was pushed to the wall and the bureau was at the foot of my bed. My bookshelf was by the wall next to the seated window that offered a view of the outside complete with my cheesy vampire books I got when I was younger and my collection of sketchbooks I've collected over the years. I sighed in frustration as I realized that I still had to unpack my clothes, Better do this now than later, I thought as I set off to finish unpacking.
By the time I had finished my mother hollered that it was time for dinner and I trudged down the stairs. Mother always had a thing for traditional mexican dishes and tonight was pozole, a soup that contained hominy, meat and various spices. "So you won't forget where you're from my dear!" My mother always said. After dinner, we threw away what we didn't eat (which wasn't much) and placed our plates in the sink for rinsing. After my dad had gone to his study to finish work and my brother to his room there was a knock on the door.
"Toni could you go get that please? I'm a bit busy." My mother asked as she finished setting the dishes in the dishwasher. I nodded as I made my way towards the door and opened it.
"Hi! You must be our new neighbors! I am Marta Bennett and these are my children, Jamie and Sophie!" The woman said as she extended her hand, which I gladly shook.
"Nice to meet you! I am Antonella Medina. Please come in!" I said as I gestured them inside.
"You can place your coats on the coat rack. Ahh It must be cold outside! Would you like something to drink? We have coffee!"
"Ooh yes please! Coffee sounds nice!" Marta said as she shrugged herself out of her coat and proceeded to help Sophie out of hers.
I watched Jamie and Sophie shiver, "Would you guys like some hot chocolate?" They nodded.
"Alright! I'll be back soon." With that I ran to the kitchen to get my mom and began on making coffee and hot chocolate.
The rest of that afternoon the families had a chance to get to meet and get to know one another better. When the adults were still talking, the children began to yawn and nod off signaling that they were very bored.
"Hey guys," I whispered, "Would you like to go to my room with me?" Their faves lit up and nodded furiously as they followed me up the stairs and down the hall to my room. I opened the door to let them in and closed it as soon as they were inside.
"Alright, I think we can agree that their talking was extremely boring, no?" I chuckled as I set my cup down on the nightstand and flopped myself onto the bed
"Haha yeah! Sorry for invading your room like this but thank you for taking us away." Jamie said as he set down his cup on the bureau. Sophie sat down on the window seat and was humming happily as she downed the chocolate drink "Yummy!" She exclaimed.
"I love this stuff! Hot Chocolate 'Abuelita' is always the best!" I added as I made a heart out of my hands. Jamie laughed as I waved I hands around. Sophie watched with wonder as she tried to make one with her own hands and after several tries she triumphantly held out a perfect heart. I laughed and put my hands down and looked at Jamie. "Let me really introduce myself. My name is Antonella but people call me Toni for short and I am 17 years old."
"I'm Jamie Bennett and this is Sophie! I'm 10 and she's 2." He paused and looked over at the window. After a while of mysteriously staring, he turned back and gave me a very serious look. "Hey Toni? Can I ask you something?
"Uhh…" I hummed cautiously, "Sure!"
"Do you believe in Santa Claus?" He leaned in, whispering.
Catching me by surprise, I stayed quiet. Even at 17 years of age, I still had the heart of a child. I still believed in all of the fairy tales and fables that I was told since I was little. I was too scared to let anyone know because I was afraid of being judged. But, since we had just moved, I thought, Why not be more open?
"I. . .", She hesitated, "I do, actually." I flinched, worried that they would judge me for believing.
"THAT'S AWESOME!" Jamie jumped with glee. "So does that mean you believe in the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny and Sandman!?"
"Bunny! HOP HOP!" Sophie said as she placed her cup on the floor and hopped over to where Jamie was sitting on the bed.
I was startled, Wow. . . that was easier than I though! "I do! I don't think I will ever stop believing in them!"
"What about Jack Frost?" Now that was different. I had never been asked that question before. I pondered about the subject before I asked, "What does he do?"
"He's the one who brings the snow! He makes us see how much fun it is to have snow days and fills us up with fun activities to do! AND He's my best friend!"
I chuckled, Should I believe him? "What does he look like? Is he old, short and fat? Does he yell at you from across the street saying, 'You meddling kids!' and wave his cane around?"
Jamie laughed with all his might, "Not at all! He's taller than you by about a foot maybe and he has short white hair that sticks out in different places and blue eyes! He's always wearing a blue hoodie and brown pants and he also doesn't wear any shoes! He looks like he could be your age!" Jamie explained with a light in his eyes.
"Hmm. . . Well I would like to meet him someday!" I said as I folded my hands on my lap.
"How about tomorrow? We planned to have a snowball fight outside, It'll be so much fun!" He asked.
Tomorrow? My stomach was filled with butterflies, anxious for meeting a new friend. "Alright I'll be there." I said as I heard my mother call for us from downstairs. I sighed and walked over to the door to open it, "Come on. I think it's time for you guys to go home." They groaned as I quickly grabbed their cups and walked back downstairs. I set the cups in the sink and walked back to the door where my parents were saying their last 'see you later'-s.
"Be out here tomorrow at 10 in the morning okay!?" Jamie said as he skipped down the steps of the frount porch.
"I will! I'll be here!" I said and we waved as they disappeared into their house. I closed the door, said goodnight to my parents and ran upstairs to get ready to go to sleep. Despite the cold weather, I couldn't stand sleeping in long sleeved shirts and pants. So I chose a nice cotton tank top and a pair of shorts. I threw those on and went to the bathroom to wash my teeth. Once I was done, I paddled over to my new room and settled under the warm shelter of my covers.
Today wasn't so bad! *sigh* I'm still kind of debating whether or not to believe in him. I mean, I've never seen him. I turned a couple of times in my bed before I settled on facing the window. The moon shone brightly through the thin curtains which proved to be a great nightlight. "Jack Frost." I sighed, tasting the name on my lips. "If you really do exist, Please let me know tomorrow. . . I would like to meet you" I whispered into the night as I drifted off to sleep.
It was now around 10 at night past a couple minutes and a young man had crawled out of a window belonging to a 10 year old little boy. Said young man was lost in thought at what the little boy had said to him. He absentmindedly froze the nearest tree and flew over the house next door. Peering through each window he searched for the little boy's description. After moments of searching he came upon said description and looked through. A young girl had just climbed into bed and after a bit of thrashing about she finally faced the window. The young man scrambled away from the window and just as he was about to pull away he heard his name. He tiptoed back to the window and heard the last words she spoke. His heart soared, his hope was now restored and with that he flew away. Waiting for it to be tomorrow already.
Hey guys! If you have any questions about the mexican references made in this story please ask and i will get back to you next chapter! TTFN~!
