Ok so "Rise of the Guardians" comes out in theaters next week, and I've fallen into the Jack Frost fangirl-ism. So I wanted to write my own little story, may or may not be continued, it depends on reviews. I'm not entirely sure when this takes place, I'll probably come back and let y'all know once I've seen the movie. I haven't been able to find a lot of info on said movie or Jack either, and the movie will have it's own spin on the tale. So I'm just going off what I know. Don't hate!
Just enjoy it! Don't flame please, if you don't like it don't review it.
So the first chapter skips time really quick, it was my "pilot" chapter to see how well it was received and I keep getting emails about this story so I'm running with it. (:
We're starting with Jack's POV!
And, Jack just strikes me as the suave type, considering he is pretty old and all that.
And he's SO CUTE. Omg.
There I was, minding my own business, flying through the winter sky without a care in the world, when I spotted a young girl, maybe seventeen or eighteen years old, sitting on a bench by herself drawing away at something. I paused in mid-air, wondering what exactly she was drawing. So I flew down and landed a few steps behind her. I casually slung my staff over my shoulder and walked up to look over her shoulder, because after all, no human could see me.
It was a picture of the woods in front of her, and it had snowed last night so the snow on the ground and on the trees made the scene look rather beautiful. She was so focused on her work, and I took a moment to look her over as well. She was bundled up in a dark blue coat with a red scarf, and her light brown hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, her bangs falling gently into her green eyes as they flitted from her work to the woods. She wasn't wearing gloves, although a black pair laid on the messenger bag next her. She was wearing jeans and dark blue snow boots as well. For a human, she was relatively pretty.
"Very nice…" I muttered, approvingly, about to walk away when she squeaked loudly and spun around, her eyes meeting mine instantly.
"Don't sneak up on people like that!" she said loudly, her cheeks turning red. "You scared me!" I was speechless.
She could see me?
"Uh…." I looked around, to make sure she was talking to me.
"Um, hello? Are you going to say something?" she asked huffily, and I laughed nervously.
"Well, you see, um…" she didn't seem to think I looked weird…she was acting like I was a regular guy… "Sorry. I happened to be…walking by and I couldn't help but notice how awesome your picture was." She smiled shyly.
"You really think so?" she asked quietly, and I smiled a bit more.
"I do. Not many people can make a picture look like real life."
"I was just practicing…" she cast her eyes down, and since she hadn't said anything relating to my staff or lack of shoes or white hair, I decided I would take a chance with this mortal and just talk, because let's be honest: North, the Easter Kangaroo, the Tooth Fairy, and the Sandman aren't the best folks to hit up and have a normal conversation.
"Do you mind if I sit and watch?" I asked, and her eyes came up to meet mine, sparkling.
"Not at all! Here, let me move my bag…" as she moved her bag to the ground next to her, I walked around and sat down beside her, leaning back into the bench. Her cheeks had become rather rosy, but then she silently returned to her work. After ten minutes or so of silence, she put her pencil down for a moment and looked at me.
"What's your name?" Her eyes were really pretty.
"I'm Jack. Jack…Freeze." Oh yeah, because THAT didn't give anything away. She smiled.
"I'm Diana. Diana Snipe." She held her hand out for me to shake. I gently took her hand in mine and shook hands with her. "It's nice to meet you Jack."
"Nice to meet you too." I said quietly as she returned to her drawing.
"Do you live around here?" she asked, not looking up.
"For right now, I'm kind of a drifter." I said casually.
"Do you live with your parents?"
"Nah…my parents died a long time ago." Her pencil stopped momentarily.
"Oh…I'm sorry…" she whispered.
"It's alright," I said, stretching my arms, looking up at the sun. "Like I said, it's been a long time."
"Still…"
"It's fine. It really is."
"Well, what do you do, then?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you in school? Do you have a job here?"
"Yeah, I have a job here. School's not really my thing. I love snow days, though." I said, and she looked at me, her eyes twinkling.
"I love snow days too!" she giggled, "I actually prefer winter, I think it's the most beautiful and quiet time of the year…" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, it always snows here, so whenever late October, early November rolls around and the cold winds start to blow, there's a certain chill in the air that makes your cheeks red and your windows freeze up. I love seeing frost on the lawn in the morning, and watching snow fall is one of my favorite things to do. You can go running when it's cold and go back home and enjoy a wonderfully warm bath and a cup of hot chocolate. And then the landscape transforms overnight when it snows, and-what's that look?" her face had turned red again, and I guess I had been staring at her. Everything I loved about winter, she loved about winter.
"Was I staring at you?" I asked innocently, and her face went a shade darker.
"I think you were." She said meekly.
"I apologize," I said insincerely, not sorry at all, "It's just been a while since I've met someone else who likes all the things about winter that I like about it as well."
"Winter is your favorite season too?" I grinned.
"Most definitely."
"Jack? Can I ask a question?"
"Shoot."
"Why aren't you wearing shoes? It's really cold out here. You could get frost bite."
I think my mind dead panned at that.
"Uh….I lost them in a bet."
"You lost your shoes in a bet."
"That's right."
"Aren't you cold?"
"Diana, my dear, I'm never cold."
"Never?!"
"Nope."
And so we continued talking for a long while, and I was very much enjoying her company. I had even decided to let it snow a little just to see her eyes light up as the snow fell all around us. However, as the sun began to go down, she packed her bag up, put her gloves on, and stood up, looking at me with a smile.
"Well Jack, I'm really glad you decided to stop and talk with me." I stood up as well, and I noticed I was a good five inches taller than her. "But I'm afraid it's getting late and I have to go home…"
"Would you like me to walk you home?" I offered, surprising myself. "You shouldn't walk home alone in the dark." She smiled shyly.
"I'd like that."
"Well lead the way." I said, still grasping my staff in one hand as I followed her down the street.
It was peacefully quiet as we walked, not saying anything. Diana was quite shy, but she had a good heart. After twenty minutes or so we made it to a modest home, and she turned to look at me by the mailbox.
"Well, this is it." She said, clutching her bag tightly. She bit her lip and tucked some hair behind her ear.
"What is it?" I took a step closer, concerned, and she looked up again, our eyes locking.
"Do…do you want to hang out again sometime?" she asked quickly, her breath materializing in front of her. I smirked.
"Yeah, I suppose I can swing by and see you again. I'll be in town a bit longer, just want to meet at the bench tomorrow?" The smile that came to her face was priceless in the sheer joy it revealed.
"I'd really like that Jack. I'll see you then." She hesitated a moment, bit her lip again, and then turned and ran towards her house. She stopped at the front door to look back at me and wave, and I waved back. As she went inside, I jumped and flew high into the sky, deciding we'd have a snow day tomorrow…
I really liked this girl, even if she was a mortal.
So days turned into weeks and weeks turned into nearly two months and I got to know Diana very well. She was eighteen years old, a senior in high school waiting to graduate, she loved art and winter and horses, and was really just the regular teenage girl. Yet something was different about her, and I couldn't put my finger on it. So I stayed in her small town, perplexed and confused by this mortal that could see me.
Today, we weren't sitting on the bench, but we were walking through the woods, enjoying the snow covered landscape. We had walked for a while when she suddenly stopped, her head down and her hands clasped together. I stopped walking and looked back at her.
"What's wrong?" Her brilliant green eyes met my ice blue ones instantly.
"Are you Jack Frost?" she whispered. I blinked, and turned around to face her. "Like, the Jack Frost?" Her cheeks were red, and I wasn't sure if it was because she was cold or embarrassed.
"What makes you think that?" I asked calmly. So far she hadn't given me any indication that she thought I was…well, who I was.
"You wear no shoes, even though it's below freezing and you don't get frostbite. Your eyes-" she stammered a bit, her face going redder, "are the color of ice, your skin is always cold to the touch and your hair…when I first met you, you looked like a regular boy, with freckles and brown hair and a kind smile. But as we've spent more time together, your hair turned white and your skin went from normal to a whitish blue….and I've noticed the weather when you've been around, it always changes." I sighed and took a few steps closer to her. I was so close I could feel her heat radiating off of her.
"Would you be afraid if I was Jack Frost?" I asked her quietly.
"Do I need to be?" she whispered back. I smiled gently at her, and brushed some of her hair out of her face.
"No. You have no reason to fear me." I said quietly. And suddenly, her eyes welled up as if she was about to cry. "What's wrong?!"
"Just…just a second..." she lowered her head, quickly wiping her eyes. She took a deep breath, and then looked back up at me. Then without warning, she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought me down for a kiss. I was shocked; it felt like fire had erupted through my body as she kissed me deeply, and I closed my eyes as I kissed her back. It was over as soon as it began though, and she pulled away, her face a dark crimson.
"I'm sorry Jack." She whispered, and then she ran off, leaving me standing there, alone, completely in shock.
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