Katie's house is really big, really old, and really, really creepy. Unless you know somebody that lives there, you don't knock. Every sound echoes through the long hallways, sounding back in your ears. I still had a vivid memory of when I first went to her house, being foolish, or just young, enough to ring her doorbell. It was one of those old, creepy ones that makes it sound like the house is going to fall apart around you. No wonder why people don't try to sell them stuff.
"Pixie!" Katie shouted, hugging me. She turned to Jack and hugged him, too. My friend was possibly one of the most energetic people I'd ever met, maybe being worse than Tooth. But at least Katie's perkiness was well-rounded.
I pried her away from my boyfriend, noticing how cold she looked. After giving Jack a look that could kill, I allowed my hand to heat up. It wasn't enough for anybody to grow suspicious, but it should have warmed her up a little. "Girl, you can't hug my boyfriend. Not only is it awkward, it could give you severe hypothermia."
Jack pushed me slightly before pulling back close to him. Sometimes I was certain he was going bipolar, but then he'd be fine for a couple of weeks. "Pixie Dust, I don't think Katie's my kind of girl. No offense."
"None taken. Besides, I would never date you. My rules of a perfect boyfriend are blonde hair, brown eyes, tan, and nerdy in that really cute way." Katie smiled triumphantly…
But I knew who she was describing. "So, you're in love with Bryce?"
She began protesting, paused, and let her shoulders slump. Even though she'd only spoken to him once, Katie claimed it was the most magical time of her life. Man, if she'd been living my life, I don't wanna know how she would have reacted.
Jack's fingers tapped the small of my back playfully as he asked, "Who's Bryce?"
"Busted," Katie said, for no reason. She just liked teasing me and Jack because Jack was… Jack Frost. Can you think of anything more magical than being a legend dating a legend? No? Didn't think so.
"Why are you busted?" Jack asked, leaning down so he was eye level with me. Katie snickered at how much he had to lean down, but I ignored her. I could just as easily fly up to meet his eyes, but I didn't want to right now. "And who's Bryce?"
I rolled my eyes, set my hands on Jack's shoulders, and forced him to stand straight up. "Bryce was a kid I went to school with in seventh and eighth grade. And apparently he is the object of Katie's affection." I gestured vaguely to my friend, who was glaring at us playfully. "Katie's just being weird and trying to get me in trouble. Aren't you, Katerina?"
Her face flared up in anger at my use of her real name. Everybody knew how much she hated being called Katerina, but sometimes it was hard to resist teasing her. "I'm gonna kill you, Alvarie. And if you tell Bryce, I'm gonna kill you twice."
"Hey, that rhymes!" Jack shouted unhelpfully. Both of us turned to look at him, all three of us glaring. After about ten seconds, we all burst into laughter, the fake tense feelings left behind. "C'mon, we can all get snowballs or something. My treat."
"You aren't the one with money, Jack Frost." I held up my purse, which was something my parents had bought me for my birthday three years ago. I'm not some diva who relies on getting a fancy designer handbag every year for her birthday. I'm just Mother Nature, the girl who can control imagination, and girlfriend of Jack Frost. "I think it'll be my treat, okay?"
Jack let out a huff of indignation but didn't say anything else. Katie and I laughed a little, and eventually, all three of us were laughing again. It felt good to be normal, even if only for a few short hours.
So, this story is going to end soon, but the third installment will be really cool. If you still want to submit a character, I might be able to put him/her in one of my stories. However, I make no promises. So, I guess I'll see you guys later.