Here's the second chapter! Hope you like it! :)

Song To Listen To: When Can I See You Again by Owl City

Leo Brighton whistled cheerfully under his breath as he wandered down the street. His soot-stained hands were shoved in the pockets of his jeans, the result of his latest experiment. It had officially been three days since he and his mother moved to Burgess, and so far he was, and not to sound like a kid in a McDonald's commercial, "lovin' it".

But, all jokes aside, Burgess did seem like a pretty cool town- it was more relaxed than New York City, which Leo supposed was a good thing. However, the fourteen year old had always grown up in bustling cities filled with excitement and workaholic busybodies and sirens in the background- it was a bit weird to be able to hear what was going on across the street.

Leo sighed, a strange pang in his chest. Even though his old city did have it's flaws, it was what he was used to. It had never really occurred to him that he'd probably never see NYC again.

~ROTGROTGROTGROTGROTGROTG~

Jack Frost was flying around- or should I say above,- Burgess, staff in hand. The wind carried him past the towering pine trees and the roofs of cozy-looking houses.

Suddenly, the back of Jack's neck tingled. He frowned, curious, but decided to listen to his instincts. The wind slowed Jack down, before just holding him in place in the air.

The winter spirit looked down, only to find a teenager ambling along beneath him, as if the world was made of gumdrops.

Jack was a bit shocked at first- nowadays, he found that winter wasn't so much go-outside-and-have-fun-in-the-snow time for teens, more like spend-the-entire-day-playing-video-games time. So, it was a bit of a surprise that this one was mindlessly walking around- and without a coat, too. Even Jack, who couldn't grow sick from the cold, wore a hoodie.

Jack decided to swoop down and check him out, and, sure enough, the wind guided him down behind the teen. Jack easily landed on his feet, and twirled his staff in one hand as he studied the teenager.

The guy had shaggy black hair that was thick and wavy, and fell to around his chin. He had light skin with boyish features and rosy cheeks. His eyes were covered by gold-colored goggles, though Jack could make out a strange glint behind them. He was just wearing denim jeans and a t-shirt, along with a golden watch and boots. Strange enough, he didn't even seem to shiver in the cold.

Jack walked up closer behind the boy, his bare feet crunching in the frost that appeared wherever he walked. The teen's back stiffened, and his raised his shoulders. Suddenly, the boy whirled around, and struck a defensive pose. ''Stay back!'' He yelled, waving his arms in a strange circular motion. ''I have firecrackers, and you don't want me to use them!''

Jack's mind went blank, and he blinked. ''...Firecrackers?'' Was all he could say.

The teen nodded, grinning. ''Yup! I always knew they'd come in handy someday, and I was right!'' He puffed out his chest proudly.

''You... you can see me?''

He cocked his head, like a confused dog. ''Yeah, why? Others can't?''

Jack shook his head, and found himself more at ease. ''No, only people who believe in me.''

The mystery teen looked down right befuddled, before he gasped in delight. ''Ohh!'' He said understandingly. ''You must be some sort of ghost or spirit, right? That's so cool!''

Jack chuckled a bit. ''Well, that's one way of putting it. Jack Frost, Spirit of Winter and Guardian of Fun Times, at your service.'' He did a little bow, before straightening up and muttering in an awestruck tone, ''I can't believe you see me!''

The boy shrugged. ''I guess I'm really stubborn,'' He responded simply. ''I'll essentially believe in anything, really.'' The teen was silent for an awkward moment, before his eyes widened. ''Oh, right! I'm Leo Brighton. Not a Spirit or a Guardian- whatever that is- but I'm a pretty good repairman.'' He mimicked Jack's bow.

Jack cracked a smile at Leo. ''Cool. Who else do you believe in, by the way?''

Leo thought for a moment. ''Who else is real?''

The white-haired teen shrugged. ''Well, tons of people. There's spirits for the other seasons, just about every holiday that exists, and every single mythological figure. Then there's the main ones- the Sandman, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy, Santa, and Man in the Moon. And a bunch more..''

Leo looked like a child on Christmas morning. ''Wow! That's so awesome!'' He commented, astonished.

Jack nodded, smiling. ''Yeah, I guess it is,'' He admitted. The spirit then looked up at the sky. ''Well, I gotta run,'' Jack told Leo, a hint of regret in his voice. ''I promised the Guardians I'd meet up with them today.''

Leo nodded, before growing sad. ''Wait, will I ever see you again?'' He pleaded.

Jack jumped up in the air, and the wind caught him before he fell, lifting the spirit up into the sky. ''YES!'' He called out, before soaring off.

Leo smiled, before he remembered the question he had wanted to ask. ''WAIT!'' He hollered, cupping his hands around his mouth. ''WHAT'S A GUARDIAN?'' Unfortunately, Jack was now just a speck in the sky, and Leo's voice didn't reach his ears.

The teen sighed, kicking at the ground. ''That was fun,'' He commented to himself. ''And he didn't even nip at my nose.'' Leo then continued walking down the street, hoping nobody thought he was too crazy for shouting at the sky.

Disclaimer: I don't own ROTG, or any of it's characters- I just own Leo and Mrs. Brighton.

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