Alright my first ROTG fic, we'll see how this turns out!

Rise of the Guardians: A Dab of Frost

Chapter 1

Confrontation

She was always alone, just like me.

Maybe not in the same sense, of course, because she could be seen. And as creepy and weird as it may sound, I've been watching her for a while. Sort of like her own guardian- and not the kind of guardian I'd recently been made into by the man in the moon. She looked to be about 18, maybe younger, but I still didn't know her name. Considering the crappy situation she'd been plunged into, I felt like I should hang around a while- just to make sure she didn't try anything stupid.

From what I can gather, she'd been forgotten and abandoned, broken and vulnerable. Not literally, but I'm sure that's how she was probably feeling about everything considering whenever she was alone she just looked down-right miserable.

Despite this, there were some things I noticed that made her smile.

Whenever she'd have a pencil and paper in her hands and… when she'd look at the snow.

I'd been tempted to make it snow in her room like I did with Jamie when he finally believed in me, but I think that'd scare her more than help her. So, instead of that, I'd decided to just sit next to her whenever she'd come outside. She may not see me, but it's all I could think to do for her.

This was one of those days she'd come outside, she just sat in the snow and stared into its glistening fallen snowflakes like there was no tomorrow. I floated down next to her, my Frost Staff in hand as usual when…

"What are you doing here?"

I blinked. Maybe a friend of hers was here, so I didn't bother looking over at her.

"Hello? Albino boy, you hear me?"

Okay, that "albino boy" remark was definitely aimed at me. I couldn't help but gawk at her as my Frost Staff slipped out of my strikingly loosened grip.

"W-Wait a second, you can see me?" I couldn't help but stutter, not many people actually believed in me- and this girl wasn't even a kid!

She raised a brow at me. "Yes? Why shouldn't I?" I was at a loss for words for probably the first time in my eternal life. "And why are you always here every day? You're not a stalker or something like that, are you?"

"What? No. No way! But I-I thought that I could help if you, yknow, had some company." She'd stood up by now, ready to leave if I seemed like just some crazy homeless man trying to score. I scrambled to my feet as well after grasping my Frost Staff once more.

She seemed to blush a little at my words and I couldn't help but grin- either that or she was getting colder being around me.

"Well that's nice of you, but I don't even know who you are."

"Jack Frost." She just frowned.

"… Jack Frost? No really, who are you?"

"What? No, I'm serious! I'm THE Jack Frost! Creator of the snow. Mischief maker of the winter wonderland! Isn't the white hair and staff proof enough?" I tugged at a strand of my hair and gestured to my Frost Staff for emphasis.

She just stared at me for a moment. "Uh… Right. And I'm the Easter Bunny." She raised a brow at the nasty face I made.

"Oh, and I'm glad you're not. He's not as sweet and chummy as the public makes him out to be. And he's more like a kangaroo than a bunny."

Her mouth formed an O shape. "I see what's going on now."

"You do?!"

"You're a pothead."

"Say what? Ugh… where do you get this stuff from?" I asked rhetorically. She just shrugged and I sighed. "Okay, well, what's your name then?"

"Taylor." I paused for a moment. Taylor huh? All this time I didn't know her name and it was that simple? Though it seemed… fitting.

Taylor seemed to stare me down for a moment. "Okay well, I'll just choose to call you Jack until you give me your real name. Look, I get your intentions by staying with me but, it's not necessary." She said, her eyes downcast. Oh geez, she had the look of someone who was about to cry.

I couldn't very well just let her leave with a face like that. So, with the agility and grace that came with being Jack Frost- I gave her a tight hug while making sure my Frost Staff didn't get in the way. Taylor just seemed to freeze in place- whether it was from shock or the cold emanating from me, I'd never know- before doing whatever she could to pry me off. I reluctantly let go of her when she shot me a glare.

"Jack, it's not that I hate you or anything, I mean you'd probably actually be a pretty cool guy if I got to know you," I inwardly chuckled at her choice of words. "But please, just leave me alone, alright?"

I wasn't sure what was happening, but seeing Taylor walk farther and farther away from me seemed to strike a small chord with me, like losing a good friend or something. She sped off toward her home and I couldn't help but run after her with the help of the wind to push me forward.

"Hey! Wait up, please!" I ended up speeding past her from the strong gust of wind and it seemed to push her forward as well.

"What the- okay fine! What already?" She folded her arms over her chest. Geez, this girl gets annoyed pretty quick.

"At least let me try to prove to you that I'm really Jack Frost. Come on. Please?" I held my Frost Staff close to me and made an attempt of the puppy dog eyes kids did to get their parents to bend over for whatever they wanted. Taylor looked as if she'd been holding back a bark of laughter as her cheeks puffed up and reddened slightly.

"Come on. Just give me a chance! You always give Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny and those guys a chance to show they're real. Why not me?"

"Because I've seen that they're not real?" She said and I couldn't help but gawk at her.

"Say what? Why?" She just shrugged.

"One Christmas Eve night I woke up a little earlier than the norm and I saw my mom eating the cookies I left out for Santa. That, and all the gifts had her handwriting on them." She looked off into the distance and shivering as if recalling that traumatic childlike memory.

"Wow, great mother there. And the Easter Bunny?"

"She'd hide the eggs."

I sighed; I get what her mother was doing, but geez! Just take the kid to the egg hunts he hides them for. And the gifts? Well… I don't know about that one, old North is definitely the one who brings those, so why is her mother making it seem so different? I shrugged to myself.

"Well then, that definitely sucks. But they are real I assure you. If you don't believe me, then fine. But at least give me the chance to show you that I'm really Jack Frost. And don't say you don't think I exist! Cause if so you wouldn't even be looking at me right now."

Taylor tapped her fingers on one folded arm irritably and finally let them drop to her side and let out a frustrated groan to the sky. "Alright fine! Go ahead."

I let myself grin from ear to ear like no tomorrow and jumped for joy, she widened her eyes at how high I jumped and balanced myself on my Frost Staff now planted into the snow. "Awesome! So what would it take?"

After a moment Taylor finally composed herself after seeing my jump stunt. "Um… well, you're supposed to be able to make snow and ice right? How about do one of those things?"

I nodded and paused for a moment, if I'm gonna do this I might as well try to get creative. I felt the little light bulb in my head light up. "Alright, hang on a sec," I jumped off my Staff, grasping it in my hand before it fell over again and picked up a large maple leaf from the ground, dusting the snow gathered on it and showing it to her. "Hold this for a moment." I said, she had a puzzled expression but held it in her gloved hand anyway. Standing next to her for a moment, I lightly poked the leaf with my Frost Staff and the frost effects coated the leaf- freezing it solid.

Taylor almost dropped the leaf and jumped back in shock, staring at the leaf with the awe and wonder North always seemed to have in those big, blue eyes of his.

"Well?" I smirked at her dumbfounded expression, ready to say "I told you so".

"I-It's beautiful…" She breathed, lightly touching the leaf so as not to crack the poor thing. "How-"

"Because I'm THE Jack Frost." I struck a pose with my fists at my hips and my Frost Staff hanging limp from my shoulder. Oh yeah, that definitely proved it, any minute now she'll flip out like when Jamie and friends finally believed in me and-

Taylor looked just plain shocked; she dropped to her knees, staring off into space as if she'd seen a ghost. The frozen leaf slipped out of her hand as I hurried to her side, laying a hand on her back.

"Whoa Tay, you okay? Did I do something wrong?" I asked, concerned and scared for whatever came over her.

"I… No, they thought I was just crazy. That you weren't here." She whispered. I frowned.

"What're you talking about? Who said that?"

"My friends from school, my family. I… I told them someone had been sitting with me in the snow, but, they said I was just losing it. They said it was," She looked me in the eyes for a moment, her brown eyes looked wet. "That is was just wishful thinking. A dream."

So that's why she was so reluctant before. Not because she didn't want to believe me, but that she thought they were right and she couldn't continue fooling herself like that. I embraced her tightly, letting my cold atmosphere surround us both. She didn't pull away this time, but wrapped her own arms around me instead. I pulled back just a bit so I could see her face.

"Well assure you," I pushed a lock of her reddish-brown hair out of her face and she seemed to flinch at the cold contact. "I'm no dream." And I planted a light kiss on her lips.

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