Unreal Reality (A Jack Frost Fanfiction)

by runawayfrost

Jessica is an average and invisible teenager to virtually everyone. She runs away from the past, grief and remorse engraved inside of her. She longs for a trustworthy, dependent friend. Then Jess meets Jack Frost, and all her wishes are met as an instant friendship blooms. But when danger looms over their heads, will their newfound friendship strengthen or be smashed to pieces?

2. Invisible Greeting

Jack's POV

I laugh as I watch the people do a funky dance as they slip and slide on the ice I created on the sidewalk. Oh, it never gets old. I summon fierce winds to snatch a magazine out of a woman's hands and make clumps of snow on branches fall on wandering children.

I make my way over to neighborhoods where I can freeze windows and scare dogs when I hear a soft voice. It follows a rhythm, as if it's singing. In a sudden trance, I ride the wind over to the voice where I arrive just in time to see and hear a little boy ask:

"Who's Jack Frost?"

I take in a breath, remembering when Jamie asked the same question to his mom and she denied my very existence. I let the wind drop me on a nearby rooftop, creating a slight breeze to fall over the people. I notice that six children are sitting around a teenage girl. Nothing much about her. Maybe around my age, pale skin, chestnut-colored hair, thick winter coat and boots and... her ... eyes. They are an emerald green, but with an icy blue touch to it.. I don't even know. I shake loose my thoughts and tune into what she is saying.

"Well, Jack Frost is the winter spirit. He brings us all this snow and ice. Not only that, but he also gives us the happiness we feel as we play in the snow!" she explains to the hopeful children surrounding her. Well, she didn't say I was fake at least.

"And, you may not know, but..." she continues and playfully looks around. I jump down from the roof, also interested in what she's going to say. "He is always the first one to throw a snowball in a snowball fight," she whispers.

"Well, you got that right," I reply to myself. I pick up some glistening snow, morph it into a perfect sphere, and walk around to her right. I aim for her shoulder and let loose. Right as it starts sinking through her coat, she amusingly accuses a small red-headed boy that he threw it. Before you know it, a snowball war breaks out. And of course, I can't help but to join in.

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Ba-da boom. Quick and easy chapter. New one commin' :)

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