Being invisible sucks…No one sees you, or hears you. You just don't exsist. And what makes it even worse is I'm right here in front of them. I know they see me. The teachers do, my family does. But they don't.
Handfuls of kids rushed by the thinker, each in his or her own group, each ignoring her existence, even when one group pushed into her, they only stopped to see it was her before continuing on their way.
It's been months. Can't they get over the fact I'm here? Big whoop. I'm not asking to be the center of attention, but would it kill them to acknowledge me? I'm just a shadow!
Instead of going home, she found herself wandering in the woods. It was late November, almost December and the ground was covered in a light glittering frost. The air was warm enough to only need a light coat, but cold enough that the individual tendrils of ice stayed pristine. The girl stopped and looked around, "Wow…" She murmured. In her absentminded wanderings she had found herself in a clearing, surrounded by trees and in the center: a large pond covered in crystalline ice, framed by towering pine trees on all but one side. The remaining side had a sheer cliff composed a steely grey rock, glittering in the afternoon sun.
"It's beautiful..." The girl breathed, slowly dropping her bags, taking a slow step forward, the pond calling to her. She took a soft step onto the surface of the ice. Then another. A third. Each step was faster than the other and soon the girl was sliding on ice, skating and dancing across as best she could. For the first time in almost as long as she could remember, Sarah felt a smile beginning to form on her face.
"Jack?" The white haired teen looked down at his companion, "What's up Jamie?" he asked. The Brunette turned his innocent gaze up at his closest friend. "What was your life like before you became a Guardian?" "Almost the same, I mean you and all the others can see me now, so that's an improvement. But I was always there, watching you and your friends playing, trying to add a little more.. Fun." Jamie laughed, shaking his head. "No Jack! I meant before you became Jack Frost. Bunnymund was a fluffy little bunny. Who were you?" Jack stopped in his tracks, feeling a cold flash in his chest. He heard the small voice calling his name echoing in his head, felt the numbing cold clawing at his heart. Jamie doesn't need to know yet... He's still so young, I don't want him to be scared.
Jack smiled at the smaller boy, "I don't really remember. Isn't that odd?" Jamie frowned, a little disappointed. "Promise you'll tell me when you remember?" "Promise."
Jamie and Jack continued walking down the forest path in silence, each enjoying the others company. Occasionally Jamie would look up at the Frost King and smile, glad he could see his friend at last. At once point Jack flinched slightly at a sudden rush of warmth in his hand. Looking down, he saw Jamie smiling toothily at him, holding Jacks hand in his own. The frosty teen smiled, his grin growing broader; "Come on! I'll race you!" he shouted. Holding Jamie's hand tighter he began running forward, creating ice under their feet to propel them forward.
Soon the forest was filled with the whooping laughter of the two boys as they raced towards their destination. Just before they reached the clearing Jack stopped short, swinging Jamie forward into a snow drift (which may or may not have existed a moment before) and leaping in after him. Two snow covered heads popped out of the snow, Jack took one look at Jamie and started laughing. "Covered in snow like that you look just like me!" he crowed brushing the snow off his head. Jamie didn't laugh back. Instead he looked past Jack with a scared look on his face. "Jack.. Look.." he pointed towards the pond where they had been planning on ice skating. Jack followed Jamie's gaze, expecting to see the pristine pond waiting for them, instead seeing the figure of a girl quivering, cracks in the ice forming all around her. "No..." Jack whispered, fighting back memories. "Don't move!" he shouted, "I'll be right there!" in a panic he scrambled out of the snow; Jamie following behind, echoing what his friend had said.
"Jack! Jack! You have to freeze the pond before the ice breaks!" Jamie cried out. But he didn't need to have said anything, Jack had already send his staff to the ground, sending ice ahead of him as he ran. "Don't move!" he shouted again. As the girl took a step backward, Jack knew she didn't believe in him, she couldn't hear him. If the panicked look on her face didn't say enough, the harsh cracking sound of the ice did.
"NO!"
As Jack reached the edge of the pond, he slammed his staff into the ice; shattering it to pieces. Jamie watched as Jack dove into the freezing water. The young boy held his breath as he waited for Jack to emerge, each second ticking away making his heart clench. After a minute the surface of the water began to ripple. Jamie ran to the water's edge, waiting. "Jack!" He cried out, desperately trying to see into the waters depths.
"Jaaaack!"