It's early in the morning when i hear a knock at my door.
"I'll get it!" Dad jells thru the hallway.
I'm still in bed, enjoying the fact that I have vacation for two whole weeks and can stay in bed as long as I want.
The las few weeks have been agonizing. The snow had melted, which left filthy sludge all over town. You would think that the people at her school would't continue throwing the snow, but they did. I had to run over the playground as fast as I could. I was too distracted by the fact that I had exams, and had spent too much time outside with the kids, in stead of studying. So I didn't want to get my hopes up of not being hit.
Strangely enough, once again, I reached the classroom without getting hit by the filthy sludge that some of the kids still dared to call snow.
My exams went reasonably good. I passed every exam, had a good report card and was ready for the holidays.
I roll onto my side and look at the clock. It's 9:00 PM. Which is still early, being the first day of vacation. I roll myself on my back and close my eyes just for a few more minutes.
Until my door flies open.
"Mariiiieeeee!" I hear, as two small figures run up to my bed and jump on top of me.
"Aaaah! What the-!" I jell out in surprise.
"Get out of bed you lazy-pants!" I now recognize Jamie's voice.
"Okay, okay. I'm up guys" I laugh and push Sophie and Jamie off my bed.
"YOU'RE WELCOME!" I hear my dad yelling from downstairs.
I grumble in silent annoyance.
I push the two troublemakers out of my room, getting loud protest sounds from them both.
"You guys wait for me downstairs." I bend down and raise an eyebrow."You don't want to see me naaakeeeeed." I fumble my fingers a bit in an ominous fashion.
"Ieuw!" Jamie suddenly jells and slams my door shut. "We'll see you at the park okay." I hear them both run down the stairs.
I laugh and quickly change into some worn out pants and my old black sweater.

Downstairs, my father sits, innocently.
"Thanks for letting Tweedledee and Tweedledum wake me up."

"Anytime." my dad shakes me off.
"Do we still have fruit-loops?" I ask, searching the kitchen.
"Do we still have hair?" my father responds.
"You don't dad." I poke my head out and look at his bald head.
"Oh. Then, no"

Damn.

After satisfying myself with some plain corn flakes (yuck!). I get ready to go outside.
"Marie, I have to stop by at work now, so don't forget your key." my dad says.
"It's in my pocket." I reassure him.
"Okay. I'll be late tonight, so don't wait up. There's macaroni in the fridge, okay?"
"Yeah dad, don't worry i'll be fine."
I laugh, he gets so worried sometimes.

"Uhm...are you sure it's a good idea to wear your sneakers now?" my dad raises his eyebrows as he looks at shoes.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice all the snow on Jamie's and Sophie's head?"
"Snow?"
I look outside as my dad opens the door. A thick layer of snow covers the ground.

"Sweet." I say casually.

"Totally" my father mimics my cool tone.

I giggle and change into my snow boots and put on some waterproof gloves.

"See you tomorrow dad!" I jell and watch him drive off to work. I quickly run towards the park, where Jamie and Sophie are standing. Arms crossed firmly.

"Hey guys, sorry for keeping you waiting." I huff, catching my breath.

"You lier! You told me you believed!" Jamie suddenly jells.

"Wha-?" I gasp in confusion.

"On your knees soldier." Sophie points to the ground.

"DO IT!" Jamie jells loudly.

I quickly drop on my knees in surprise, hearing the snow crisp under them.
Jamie walks over to me and gets behind me. He places his hands in front of my eyes, enabling me to see.
"What's going on?" I ask curiously.

Jamie sighs and starts to explain.

"Your lie is being forgiven, but I can't let you go on not believing."

I lower my shoulders a bit. "Jamie..I.."
"Shush!" He stops me. "Hear me out okay. I know you're too old, but you are like the coolest person I know. I want you to see Jack Frost."
"How come you found out?" I ask gently.

"Jack told me. Plus, you clearly didn't see him standing in front of you just now."
"Huh?" I frown.
"Now, I want you, with all your heart to believe in Jack Frost. Shhhht, shut up Jack!"

I get even more confused now.
"Jamie, I just can't okay." I sigh.

"Yes you can, just do this for me, please?" he pleads.

I take a few seconds to think it over. Could I possibly believe again, for Jamie?
"Fine, i'll try." I eventually give in.

"Okay...ready? No, Jack stay where you are. This is going to work, I swear." I hear the excitement in Jamie's voice.

"I'll try..." I mumble.

I focus really hard. Letting the words "I believe in Jack Frost" repeat thru my head.
I feel Jamie's small hands leaving my face, and slowly, I open my eyes.
For about five seconds, I see someone. A boy about my age with a large staff, white hair and wearing a blue frosted hoody and brown, ripped pants. But my head soon fills itself with doubt. And as quickly as he appeared, he disappears.
"And?" Jamie asks excitedly.

I sigh and turn my head away.

"I'm sorry Jamie. He's not real, this was a bad idea." I say as I slowly get back up.

"No..but..come on Marie. He is real." I sense Jamie getting upset.
"Jack, don't go yet okay. She's acting stupid."
My head begins to throb in anger.

"Stop it Jamie." I say calmly, trying to control myself.

"NO! He is real!"
"Jamie...!"
"I will not stop until you believe!"

JAMIE! STOP IT, OKAY!" I burst out.

"HE'S NOT REAL! STOP PLAYING WITH MY FEELINGS LIKE THIS AND JUST..."

splat!

I stop jelling in surprise. For the first time in my life I feel cold, wet snow dripping into my neck.

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