I finally decided to write a chapter for the rewrite since quite a few of you wanted it. If you're new here, this is a rewrite of an older work. If you want to read the older version you can but be warned, it's not very good. The plot is going to be similar but there are going to be some major differences. Enjoy.

1

A Reunion in Snow

The white powder flickering down outside was the first sign. Jamie couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face as it fluttered down on to the football field.

"Mr Bennet, will you please tell us what's so interesting about outside?" A voice asked. He turned his head as quickly as he could. His teacher, Mrs Jones was staring at him. Her eyebrows raised so high it looked like they were about to fly.

"No." He said quickly snapping his head to the board.

"Then would you please answer this question?" She tapped the math question on the board. Jamie sighed and stared at the numbers. It wasn't hard, just annoying.

He answered and then slumped in his chair letting her write the answer down. He looked to his side where he saw Claude and Caleb whispering together. They too kept looking at the snow outside.

The rest of his friends exchanged glances with each other and Pippa even winked at him.

"Not long to go now." Pippa mouthed while pointing at the clock above their heads. The ticking of it echoed around his eardrums. Not long? Then why did every second feel like an hour? Scratches of pens and coughs around the classroom seemed to make it even longer.

The bell finally rung, a chorus of angels. Jamie cleared his textbooks up. He grabbed his bag and threw it onto his back. He was the first out of the classroom. He heard his friends call after him but he didn't stop as he ran through the hallways, he needed to get outside.

Once he was at the parking lot, he felt the snow touch his nose but the ever so familiar feeling of glee didn't come. It looked like it was just normal snow. Jack wasn't here. He heard his friends panting behind him.

"Is he here?" Pippa asked, clutching her knees as she caught her breath.

"No but he said he would be here." Jamie replied, looking at his taller friend.

"Maybe he's just late." She said as he looked back at the sky. He said nothing and there were mutters from behind him.

"I don't think he is. He said he would be back with the first snowfall. It's November! This is the first snowfall."

"Well if he comes, tell us. We're going to head home. You should too,Jamie." Pippa said taking a long look at him. His other friends nodded and before five minutes had passed, they all headed to their parent's cars.

There was a honk from across the car park.

"Jamie! Come on we're going to be late!" His mother was sat in the driver's seat looking a little worn out. Taking another quick look at the sky, he ran over and got into the back.

"Sorry Mom." He said putting his seatbelt and stared at the snow again.

"Is there something interesting about the snow, Jamie?" She started the car up and began to pull away. The snow had started to become heavy and the windscreen wipers were in full force.

"No." He said quickly leaning back.

"Well it doesn't look like it's going to stop." His Mom answered with a sigh. They drove to Sophie's kindergarten about ten minutes later and picked her up.

On their way home, they hit a lot of traffic and the snow seemed to get even worse. It just kept falling and falling until all around the sky was raging. They managed to make it home and dredged through the snow up to their house.

"The weather's pretty bad this year." His mom said as she held Sophie's hand. She took her into the house while Jamie stayed outside. He went around the side of the house to get to his backyard. There he saw a dangling leg with brown tattered pants and a sloped figure wearing a familiar blue hoodie. A brown staff was resting off his stomach and he could make out the wispy stands of white hair that poked out.

He walked gently up and scooped the snow into his hand. He began to shape it into a ball. Once it was done, he threw it at Jack. The lanky teen was startled as he fell from the fence into the snow below. Jamie began to laugh.

Jack's joined. A deep and hearty laugh. "Well I should have expected that."

"You deserved it. I thought you were going to come to school." Jamie said crossing his arms. He saw Jack stand out of the snow and clutch his staff.

"I was going to but I was running a bit late." Jack mumbled rubbing his neck with his spare hand.

"Was it Bunny's fault. Did you get into a fight again?"

"Funny but no." Jack said walking over to him. His footfalls so soft they made hardly any sound.

He placed his cold hand on Jamie's head and ruffled it. "You've gotten taller." Jack said with a smile.

Jamie looked over to the comparison. He had but only by a few inches and was now standing near Jack's waist rather than his thigh.

"Don't spirits grow either?" Jamie asked.

Jack laughed again. "I've been alive for over three hundred years so I think the answer is no."

The younger boy's eyes widened. "Three hundred years? You look like a teenager!"

"Well let's just say that's Manny's magic. The other guardians don't look very old either, do they?" Jack clutched his staff and looked over to the house.

"But you're the only one who looks really young. How come?" Jame asked.

"No reason. Now come on shouldn't we go and get Sophie?"

Jamie noted that Jack had dodged the question. Why had he?

"Jamie, come on!" Jack called as the boy noticed him opening the back door and heading inside.

"Wait up!" He called and followed after his best friend.

Inside the house, his mother had started to prepare dinner. He could hear the steady chop of a knife as he sliced through the potatoes she was cutting. She had already placed some vegetables in a pot, the steam rose and curved as it reached the ceiling. Sophie sat on the kitchen table. Her blonde hair was more of a mess than normal. All over the table there was drawings and crayons sprawled out.

As Jamie took his shoes off, Jack walked past him and he noticed his mother shivering.

"Close the door! It's freezing." He shut the door quickly and looked over to Jack who only shrugged. Jamie walked over to Sophie and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and saw Jack. A massive grin broke out on her face. Wasting no time she got out of her seat and raced up to Jack.

"Jack!" She cried. Her hands were covered in all sorts of paints. Red was on her fingers and blue on her palm. Jack leant down to her level and gave her an awkward one handed hug. He didn't want to get paint on him.

"Jack?" His mother asked. Jamie looked up and noticed that she had started laughing.

"Yeah Jack Frost, Mom. Don't you remember saying?"

"It's just an expression. You've made an imaginary friend up about it? Honestly you two have a wild imagination." She waved a hand and laughed again.

With that she went back to cooking. Jamie looked over at Jack. The older boy was gripping his staff tightly. His veins could be seen through his pale skin. His head was looking at the floor and his shoulders were tense.

"Jack…" Jamie called but it was too late. Jack flew up the stairs. The younger boy took after him and into his bedroom. His window was open and he could only see Jack's retreating figure.

"Jamie! Come and help with dinner!" His mom called.

"Coming!" Jamie said with a sigh. Could he really call Jack his best friend? He knew nothing about him. He closed his window and saw that Jack had now disappeared. He would have to try and find him tomorrow.

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Jamie put his pen down and rested his head on his desk. He couldn't focus on his homework. He began roll his pencil up and down. What could he do about Jack? It wasn't like the spirit was just going to tell him. He had only known him for a few months but it still hurt that his 'best friend' didn't trust him. He stayed like this for about ten minutes, occasionally glancing at the snow outside. It had began to fall more softly, it looked so fragile.

He turned his back and closed his eyes. A couple of seconds later there was a soft knock. Jamie turned around and saw Jack floating got up quickly and opened the window. Jack flew in.

"Hey Jamie." He said forcing a smile on his face.

"Are you okay Jack?"

"Yes I'm fine! Now come on I think we should get going." His eyes didn't meet Jamie's.

"Going where?"

"Well I think it's time we have a sled race. I know a perfect spot for it. Why not bring Sophie along as well?"

"But it's late and dark. Mom will kill me."

"Where's your sense of adventure! Come on we won't be gone too long. I'll sneak you two out."

"Okay." Jamie drawled out and gave Jack a nod.

Five minutes later, Jamie was standing in his coat and gloves. He hadn't bothered getting out of his pyjamas. Sophie was in her's too. She clutched his hand and looked like she was about to fall asleep on the spot.

Jack took them down one by one. Sophie was the last to be taken down. Once they were on the ground, she tried to snuggle into Jack's chest. He knew this feeling. It was a familiar feeling, something from long ago.

"I'm sleepy." She mumbled.

"I know. I know. We won't be long. You'll get cold." He placed her down on the ground and patted her head. She stared at him. He could make out her green eyes underneath her choppy hair. She rubbed them and gave a large yawn.

"Now come on let's go!"

Jamie took hold of Sophie's hand and they started on their on the way through the town. Jamie chose to use this time to tell Jack about what had happened over the last couple of months such as his eighth birthday and the time that Monty had tried to give Cupcake a valentine's gift in July.

Jack laughed at that. Throwing his head back and letting his whole body shake.

As he was laughing, they were getting further and further out of the town and towards the park. The street lights lit up their way as they crunched through the snow. Lights were on but there were no people on the streets.

In turn Jack told him about the guardian's meetings and the complaints that came from Bunny. It was usually because Jack was there and the cold breeze that he brought.

"We're here!" Jack announced as they arrived at a large hill. It was in Burgess's park that was on the town outskirts.

"Didn't I need to bring my sled?"

"No! Of Course not. We're going to do it my style." Jack said with a wink.

"I think not, Jack Frost." A voice echoed. It was male's and seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

"Who's there?" Jack called. He stood in front of Jamie and Sophie, hiding them from view. He clutched his staff and looked into the sky. There was a black figure, a cloak billowing in the wind. He couldn't make anything more out because it was too dark.

"Let's just say I'm an old friend. I'm truly sorry for what is about to happen, if there was someone to prevent-no. I'm sorry." The sky rumbled around them, clouds began to draw in and the whole world began to turn.

It felt like the trees were just going around and around into a circle until at last the three of them plummeted into some snow. The children were unconscious and Jack could feel himself fading, he could only see the children lying and that was the last thing he saw before the world faded to black.