Chapter 1: An unexpected surprise
Hi, this is my first FanFiction so I would really appreciate if you wouldn't review anything to mean. I'm more of a reader than a writer but my English teacher wants us to writ 800 min. in our "True Notebook" each nine weeks. So I decided to try to write a story about Jack and the Guardians. I'm going to thank you guys ahead of time for bearing with me through this. Thank you so much, now on to the story!
Slam! I rushed out the door and out onto the deck. "Finally, alone" I thought to myself and pulled out my notebook, after the busyness of the day it was nice to be out side where it was calm and cold. As soon as I was out of the view of my foster mom I quickly took my coat off, it wasn't that cold out, I thought, but she would have thrown a fit. I was from up north, where exactly, well I don't know, but the cold was comforting to me. I picked up my pencil and opened up my notebook to start the task of recording my latest dream and put some more sketches of the boy into my sketchbook. Now don't think I like some stalker or anything I've only seen him in these crazy dreams, well not really dreams but not nightmares. He's almost always laughing, having fun. I feel like he, somehow, knows what happened to my parents. I don't know why or how. All I remember of my parents are a warning to watch out for some nightmare king, what ever that means. But I don't think they were crazy, one thing keeps me from thinking that is the crude scar in the shape of a P on my shoulder. It had to get there somehow, and I think it was him. But I kept it hidden from everyone, I don't need anymore pity than I have already, and I hate pity. I was just sitting there when a cold breeze floated by. I tilted my head up to put my face into it. Suddenly I heard the sound of faint laughing, almost mockingly but extremely playful. "It's really late for a kid to be out" I said quietly to myself looking around for the culprit of the laughing, and then something shot across the sky. I had to do a double take because it looked lust like the boy in my dreams. With scruffy snow white hair, a white completion, and piercing blue eyes, just like one of mine. He stopped and looked down over our neighborhood. But when his eyes met mine they where not filled with mischief like they were in my dreams lately. They were sad. At first I thought I was seeing things but couldn't help but yell out "hello!" then he darted behind tree acting as though he thought I couldn't see him floating in midair, come on, really. I walked up and said "hello, who are you" trying my best to be nice, but at this point I was starting to get a little frustrated.
"You can see me?" the flying boy responded
"Of course I can see you, you were floating in midair!" I responded, now I was really peeved I mean come on really!
"Yes I know," he said coming farther out from behind the tree "but no one really believes in me, so not many people see me. Especially not people your age, you have to be almost as old as me." He continued landing on the ground in front of me and breaking into a big smile "you must believe in me!"
"And who exactly are you" I replied with sarcasm
"I'm Jack frost!" he replies
So I hope you liked the first chapter! There are more to come, probably on Saturday. Thanks read and review!