I am so so so so so sorry for not updating! Inexcusable really. I had an AP exam that I had to study for and after that just regular exams then I went to Costa Rica and now I'm in Australia visiting family and I've just totally forgotten about this. Sorry! Anyway, the update's here now and I'll be updating all my fanfictions so watch out! Thanks for sticking with me! Also, I just bought all three of the Guardians books and have finished the first two while working on the third. Can't wait to buy the Guardians of Childhood series.
Tanya looked at him for a second and blinked. He was gone.
Must've been a figment of my imagination she thought. She turned off the lights and went to sleep on the couch.
Jack POV (3rd Person)
Her eyes got wide when she saw him. Not wanting to scare her, he hid behind the tree when she blinked. The light from the kitchen went out and he knew she wrote him off.
This doesn't make any sense. She doesn't believe in me. Or maybe that's the effect Pitch had on her he thought. Then Jack smiled. Pitch made her believe, intentional or not! Tonight, he gained a believer! And a teenage one at that. So rare to find a teen who believed. He couldn't wait to rub it in Bunny's face. Jack flew off to tell him.
Tanya's POV (3rd Person)
She woke up that morning to the sound of Spongebob laughing.
'Adam?' Tanya asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
'Morning.' Adam replied cheerfully, smiling at her.
'Why didn't you wake me up?' Tanya asked, sitting up and grabbing her phone.
'You looked tired.' Adam said simply.
'Did you eat breakfast?' She asked, opening up the text from Mr Bridge.
'Ummm… I ate some Nutter Butters?' Adam said in a quiet, innocent voice.
'You what?' Tanya replied sternly, putting down her phone. 'Adam, just wake me up. I can get breakfast for you.' However, on further inspection of the kitchen, she found there wasn't enough milk for cereal and they were out of breakfast bars. 'So kid, which fruit do you want?'
'Can I have an orange?' Adam called back.
'Sure.' She replied, peeling the orange and putting it in a bowl. She grabbed a banana for herself and brought the fruit into the living room. Upon checking her phone, she saw a text from Mr Bridge saying they'd be home at 11:30. She checked the time and saw she still had an hour and a half left. After blacking out her phone, she proceeded to peel the banana upside down. Adam giggled at her.
'Did you know that this is how monkeys peel their bananas?' Tanya asked, taking a bite.
'You're not a monkey though!' Adam replied with a giggle. She took another bite.
'You sure about that buddy?' She replied with a smirk, eating some more of her banana.
'Umm… yeah?' He said with a smile. She took a bite and shook her head. He giggled and nodded. She took the last bite and shook her head again. Adam laughed at her gaily.
'If I'm not a monkey, how could I do this?' Tanya asked. Tucking in her shirt, she did a handstand and proceeded to walk around on her hands. Adam laughed again and tried but fell over. She quickly flipped upright and went up to him.
'You okay?' She asked. Adam nodded. 'Well, you're obviously not a monkey.' He stuck his tongue out at her and she did the same back, picking up the bowl and peel, and going to the kitchen. She threw out the peel and washed the bowl. After that, she got changed into the jeans she wore yesterday and a green long sleeved shirt. Adam and Tanya watched TV until his parents came back, baby in tow. Mr Bridge handed her a $50 bill and thanked her repeatedly for staying overnight on such short notice.
'It wasn't a problem at all.' She reassured him. She grabbed her stuff and put on her boots and parka.
'Do you want a ride?' Mrs Bridge asked.
'No thanks. I prefer walking. Bye!' She said, exiting the house. She started for her house and was halfway there when a snowball hit the back of her neck, making snow dribble down her back. She tensed up, breathing in sharply, and whipped around. No one. She turned to start walking and slammed into someone.
'Oh man! I'm sorry.' She quickly replied, looking up into the pale face of a boy her age, maybe a year or two older, with icy blue eyes and dyed(?) white hair. She swore she'd seen him before.
'It's cool. I suppose you looked behind you to see who threw that snowball.' He replied with a smirk. She gaped at him.
'You? But how did you get here without me seeing?' Tanya sputtered, turning to look behind her then at him.
'I move pretty fast. Jack. Jack Frost.' He said, holding out a hand.
'As in the winter sprite?' She replied, shaking it.
'As in I am the winter sprite.' He smoothly said with a smirk. She looked at him wide eyed and stepped back, noticing his clothes. Old brown pants, a blue hoodie, and no shoes? In this weather?
'This isn't possible. This stuff doesn't happen.' She said, trying to comprehend this. A legend come to life?
'You wound me Tanya.' He replied in a mock hurt tone.
'How do you know my name and how is this possible?' Tanya said, gesturing to him then the sky.
'Adam told me yesterday and that's a story for another day.' Jack replied, becoming awkward suddenly. He quickly recovered.
'But Adam says only people who believe can see you. But I haven't believed in this kind of stuff since I was 10. Why now?'
'Yesterday, you told Adam that if he believed I was real, I probably was. I talked to Bunny about it and he said that if a teen accepts the possibility, they're half way to believing. I think the final push was Pitch visiting you last night.' Jack explained. Tanya tensed up when he mentioned Pitch and took a sudden interest in her shoes. 'How bad was the nightmare?' he questioned, concern lining his voice. He leaned down and moved her face up to look her in the eyes.
'Pretty bad.' She replied with a little laugh. 'But, never mind that. Who's Bunny?' Jack smiled at her and drew back.
'The Easter Bunny of course!' he laughed.
'He exists too?! Does that mean Santa and the Sandman and the Tooth Faerie-'
'They do too.' Jack interrupted. He flew up into the air to sit on a tree branch.
'Who'd have thought?' Tanya muttered. Then, she seemed to remember something and started walking again.
'Hey! Where are you going?' Jack yelled, flying beside her.
'I've gotta finish this chapter for my AP history class for Monday. Not everyone can afford to spend our Saturdays causing mischief.' She smirked.
'That's what Sundays are for gingy!' he whined, ruffling her hair.
'Gingy? Creative really.' She said sarcastically, glaring at him and sticking her tongue out at him.
'Come on gingy! Stay outside and be a kid! Have a snowball fight or something!' He whined at her, tugging her back like a five year old. She looked at him in defiance and he gave her a puppy dog look. She sighed in defeat and nodded. Jack looked at her eagerly and dragged her in the opposite direction toward the park.