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Chapter 1

The open windows carried in the smell of crushed pine needles and of crisp, soon-to-fall snow. Light gray clouds covered most of the sky, though the moon peaked through in places like it was playing hide-and-seek. The shadows seemed to swarm around the pure, silver moonbeams and swallow them before they could reach the ground.

Oh! I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Katherine Caster, but everyone calls me Kate- or some nickname. Just your average sophomore, turning sixteen this weekend. I love to sing; draw, and write, but I hate dancing. Mostly because I suck. You have been warned! So if you ever happen to come across a girl, about 5'4, waist length brown hair, lots of freckles, and kaleidoscope eyes, don't take her to a dance.

You will be scarred.

Guaranteed!

Anyways, I just moved in with my aunt, uncle, and my two cousins. My aunt's name is Mairee Bennett, and my uncle's name is Christopher Bennett. My two cousins names are Jamie Bennett, who is ten years old, and his younger sister, Sophie Bennett, who is three years old.

They are the sweetest cousins ever, and I seriously cannot comprehend why everyone always hates on their family. I love mine! Loved mine… Jamie has messy brown hair, brown eyes, and a roundish face. Sophie has choppy blond hair that she ever so proudly cut herself, and emerald green eyes. They're so cute!

OK, back to the present. I moved in with my aunt and uncle because my parents disappeared after our house burnt down. The policewomen said they had some rare mental issue and they started the fire in a fit of anger, but I don't believe a word of it. Because if I did, I'd have to believe Mom and Dad are- are dead.

Mairee designed my room. What used to be a dusty old attic is now a beautiful bright green room with a four-post queen sized bed in the corner facing the largest window. The bed 'grows' branches out of the top and the branches extend up to the ceiling, leaving maybe a foot or so of space between the ceiling and the branches. Birdcages also 'grow' from the branches, but really they're just a stick with a woven bottom and pegs. I have a thing against cages.

The long, white curtains that hang off the windows billow outwards in a ghostly manner from the gentle breeze. I sighed as I realized how late it was- 1:54. I was nervous for my first day of school, at a new high school, in the middle of the year. Yippee! I return to my post at the window and-

Oh my God.

There's a boy… sitting… on the power lines. I watched, fascinated, as he stretched out with his wooden stick-that-resembles-a-shepherd's-crook and tapped lightly on Jamie's window. I heard the window open smoothly (I have amplified senses, according to Doctor Dearie. Note the sarcasm) and saw Jamie poke his head out.

"Uh, Jamie?"

Jamie's head snapped over to look at me, shock etched onto his round face. His eyes were wide. The mystery boy was staring at me too. I immediately felt my skin crawl and the feeling of nausea invade my senses. I hated being the center of attention. I'm painfully shy. I don't mind, but it makes group projects… difficult. Doctor says its because- ah, screw the Doctor. She could go to hell for all I care.

"Um, two questions," I mumbled. "One, who is he? Two, why are you up?"

Mystery boy's mouth popped open.

Jamie grinned. "One, this is my friend. Two, I could ask you the same thing."

I groaned. "Ug, Jamie, it's too early for this."

M. boy was still gaping, but he eventually stuttered out, "You can see me?"

I answered him, "Um, yeah, should I not be able to? Because I am this close," I held two fingers apart, "from writing this off as a trauma induced hallucination or dream. Despite the fact that I'm not traumatized." I hear Doctor whispering in my ear that I was wrong; I was most definitely traumatized- I shuddered.

"Kit, this is Jack. Jack Frost." Jamie bit his lip nervously, worried I would laugh.

I looked between the two of them, then shrugged. "Yeah, whatever. Don't stay up too late! Sleep tight!"

Jamie and Jack shared a grin. Jamie whisper yelled, "OK Kit-Kat!"

I laughed and crawled into my bed, shaking off the nightmares for just one night. Just one night… That's not too much to ask, is it?

I fell asleep immediately.

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