A/N: My friend did the editing. But if you see anything wrong tell me and I'll fix it...some time...^_^ll
Do You Believe?
Chapter 1: Home Again.
In the streets of Burgess, a girl no older then 17 was walking home, after her cab drove off, her phone when dead, having to walk home all the way from the Air Port. Sighing she stopped, and pulled her hair up. "I can't see a thing, stupid hair." she had long auburn hair that got lighter close to the tips, pail skin, and glowing brown eyes to mach her hair. Sometimes people would think that she was sick cos of how pail she was. No, she just never really was a summer person, so she never got a tan from being out side a lot. Plus never really making out of her room did not help much. Once her hair was up she started walking down the street once more. "Stupid cad driver, stupid phone, stupid snow!" no looking where she was going she ran right in to a fence. "Ow!" hand holding her nose she looked at the fence, only to see that this was her stop. The house she was born in, where she lived before going to school in England. Throwing her suitcase over the top of the fence then pulling one of the boards away and sliding it over she walked throw the hole. "Hello?" she called out, "Hello!?" she called once more. Not expecting to be tackled to the ground form behind she gave a scream.
"EMMA!" a boy yelled. He looked a lot like her, same auburn hair and glowing brown eye's. "When did you get home?!" he asked her.
"J-Jamie, I ca-an't b-breat-th!" eye's going wide Jamie stopped hugging her long enough for her to breath before hugging her again. Just not deadly. Emma smiled looking down at her litter brother, and hugged him back. "I've missed you so much Jamie!"
"Jamie!" Cupcake and the others had just walking it the fence. "Jack's here an- who's she?" they asked.
"Hmm~ oh this is my big sister, Emma. She's here for Christmas."
"Nice to meet you all." Emma smiled. "Jamie, I'm going to take a nape, go head and play with your friends. We can talk tonight, ok?"
"Ok thanks!" Jamie ran off with a big smile on his face. It had been years that Emma had been in England for school, and a year that Jack had been gone. This would be the best Christmas ever. But something was pulling on his mind. "Dose Emma believe in Jack and the others?"
A/N: So I don't really know why I did this one. But I want to see how it goes. Anyways, please read and review! It means a lot to me!