Starstruck: Chapter One

Kaleigh: Hello everyone! I'm Kaleigh, a very krazy girl who's a horrible speller, if you hadn't read my bio. I'm actually not that bad at spelling, but I still probably couldn't do this without my best friend Phoenix, who insists on me calling her Rylie.

Phoenix: I do not! It was a faze!

Starlight: Let's get on with it.

Kaleigh: Well then, Miss Twinkle, if you're so smart...

Starlight: *rolls eyes* OH my gosh.

The first time I saw her, I was pretty sure that she was a regular girl. It was a cold, crisp December 23rd snow day and I had just finished dropping three feet of snow on Burgees town, when I saw something on a roof. It was a girl sitting there, shivering, blowing into her hands. She wore a baggy, thin shirt, and huge shorts that hardly has her any warmth either.

Okay, maybe my sense of normalcy is screwed up. That's not the point.

The point is that she looked lonely, so even though she couldn't see me, I flew over and sat next to her. Besides, I was thoroughly exhausted.

"Oh, hello there." her voice sounded soft, yet full of emotion. I looked around. There was no one else on the roof.

"Are you talking to... me?" I was caught off guard when I stared into her eyes. Even as a little five year old, they were the same twinkling silver color that had always struck me as perfect.

"Who else would I be talking to, silly?" she giggled, "We're the only ones here."

My heart jumped out of my frozen chest, "You mean... you can see me?"

Any normal believer... well, at that time it WASN'T normal for me to have believers, but anyways, they would've been like, 'Well why would you think that?' which is kind of expected from them. But she was different.

"Yes. I can," she smiled kindly at me, "But I know why you're asking. People don't usually see you. They don't believe in you. I see you. They don't." she gestured to the kids playing in the snow.

"How do you KNOW that?" I asked her, mystified yet intrigued.

She simply said, "I watch and listen."

I jumped up, "So you... believe in me? You know who I am?"

She giggled and poked me, "Sit down. You'll fall off. You're Jack Frost."

I almost did fall off just then. "You... you know my name! You see me! You hear me! You believe in me!"

The girl laughed, "Hey, Jack? I know you're busy and all, but could you spare some time to be friends with me?"

I looked at her and immediately was startled again by her eyes, this time filled with hope and wonder. How could I say no? "Of course."

"Eeep!" She jumped up and hugged me. The small thin girl barely reached my waist, so I bent down and hugged her back. "Ow ow ow ow ow," she winced, rubbing her back where I'd hugged her.

"I'm so sorry," I mumbled, "Did I hurt you?"

"Nope, I'm okay," she sat down again, "So. What's it like being immortal, Jack?"

"Long. And fun," I grinned at her, "You know me, but I don't know you. Tell me a bit about yourself."

She giggled softly, "My name is Starlight Twinkle Frey. I'm five years old, and my biggest dream EVER would be to meet magical people. And I did." she gave me the cutest little smile and it was contagious, "Jack, are Santa and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth fairy real, too? I know Sandman is because he visited me specially at night when I was younger."

"All real, Starlight," I put my arm around her.

She pouted. I was about to take my arm away, it was probably making her cold, but she said, "Don't call me Starlight. Call me Twinkle."

Relieved I wasn't harming her physically, I grinned, "But Starlight, it's your name!"

"No."

"Star?"

"No."

"My my, Starlight, you are a tough cookie."

"Well!" she humphed, "Next time you call me Starlight or Star I won't talk to you for one minute an twenty-four seconds. THAT GOES FOR YOU TOO WORLD," she ended defiantly, half-shouting.

"Well, that's tough, little Starlight. Because I'm going to keep calling you that." No response. I looked at her again. Her eyebrows were furrowed together, very adorably, I might add. She was counting fervently on her fingers.

"Twinkle? Twinkle, I thought you were joking! Twinkie... Twinkle... Twinkle... Twinkle..! Twinkle!" I tried my best to get Star's attention for the next 1 minute and 24 seconds before she acknowledged my presence.

"Shut up, Frosty," she muttered.

"Oh, good!" I brightened up, "Starlight... I mean TWINKLE! TWINKLE- Ow!" After punching me, Star got back to counting on her fingers. This time, I waited it out.

"Sorry, Twink," I muttered.

For a split second I thought she wouldn't talk to me for an hour, but Star just smiled. "Twink is fine." she rested her head on my shoulder. There were so many questions I wanted to ask her. Why was she on the roof? Why didn't she have a jacket or shoes? Why did Sandy have to visit her personally? Why did she believe in me? I let her rest.

"Thank you, Twink," I murmured, trying to keep her warm.

She sneezed, "Thank YOU, Jack."

"You should get inside," I told her worriedly, "You'll get sick. Frostbite."

Star shook her head so fast I couldn't see it move, "No. No, I can't do that." I didn't ask why.

"Freak!" A voice called from inside the house, "Get here THIS INSTANT, you worthless piece of freak scum!"

Star gave me a scared look, and climbed through a small trapdoor in the roof faster than I could say, "Twink!"

She peeked her head out, "Meet me again tomorrow Jack?"

I half-smiled, worried for Star. "I'll always be here, Twinkerbelle."

"Thanks, Jack," she whispered, before disappearing once more.

Well, she might have seemed ordinary at first, but in reality, Starlight Twinkle Frey was quite the opposite.

And I was glad for that.

Kaleigh: So, how was it? Like? Love? Hate? Tell meeeee!