Hello! I am updating again! I'm throwing in my Climax at the end of this chapter; but I'm nowhere near finished. I'm still open to ideas for entries so you're welcome to send me your ideas.
Still Don't Own. Still Doubt I Ever Will.
"I wanna believe
I wanna believe in love again
I wanna believe
I wanna believe in love again
Tired of living this way, tired of everyday
So will you help me
I wanna break through
I wanna believe in you."
"Believe" Britt Nicole
February 20, 1714
You promised you'd take care of me. I guess you did that when you saved my life, but did you have to die, Jack? You're not here to take care of me now.
Leecey was helping Jack wrap his sprained wrist. "You didn't have to, Jack. He wasn't really bothering me." Jack shook his head, "I'll take care of you, Leecey. And if that means taking down boys twice my size, I'll do it gladly."
I sometimes thought you were stupid for the fights you got into, especially when you lost, but I always appreciated your courage. I remember you comforting me when I had had a nightmare, or during thunderstorms. You promised you would never leave. Remembering that; I wonder if you ever really did leave. Or if you're still there, watching over me.
March 4, 1714
I got into a fight today… some girl was making fun of a younger kid's belief. I tried to solve the problem calmly like I always do. Then she insulted Jack. I snapped; the whole scene was so familiar, only I was the little boy behind me and Jack was me. Needless to say… she ended up in the mud with a black eye. It actually felt kind of good… hitting her. I can see why Jack always fought – but he only fought when there was a reason.
Tooth laughed a little at the thought of Leecey punching someone; but at the same time she could understand why Leecey had gotten so mad. All of the Guardians had gotten a little protective of Jack.
April 18, 1714
I had fun today. I raced one of the Mason kids, Brinley, through the forest, like Jack used to do with me. I even let her win, even though I could have won easily. It was nice to just feel the wind in my face again, and hear Brin's laughter. I've noticed- and others have too- that I've kind of started… being the new Jack. Part of me is reluctant. I don't want to replace Jack; no one can replace him, I don't even want to try. The other part is happy; because Jack always made everyone happy and that means I am too.
May 13, 1714
Another birthday, Jack - nineteen. I remember that, even at sixteen, you still believed so strongly. And you were never afraid to be seen goofing off- unlike some of the other kids in the village. Happy Birthday.
June 30, 1714
Happy Birthday to me. I'm thirteen today, time to start being a grown up. Heh. Where's the fun in that? I can be perfectly grown up and still be a kid. Jack did it. So I laugh in the face of all the uptight grownups in my life.
July 8, 1714
I think I'm friends with Jaime Blake; a boy who moved in a few years ago. I don't know; one second one of the older boys is stealing my journal, the next Jamie is tacking him to the ground and tearing my book out of his hand. The way he handed it back to me after giving the bully a couple of black eyes reminded me of Jack. He walked me home today too… I don't know. It's all so confusing.
July 28, 1714
It's official. I think Jamie likes me. He's practically become Jack; he's always trying to protect me. He's doing a pretty good job of it too. The thing is… I think I might like him…
September 3, 1714
Autumn is moving in, red and gold leaves are starting to cover the ground. Jamie's my only friend, my only real friend anyway. Everyone's nice enough, and the teenagers are always willing to help me out; but Jamie will play with me, and he believes in the Guardians.
A messy blond haired boy held a stack of books as he and Leecey walked through town, they were talking and something he said made Leecey laugh.
We piled the leaves up like Jack and I used to do and jumped in them. Jamie braided a little crown of sticks and leaves and stuck it on my head, he said I looked like a princess. Just like Jack always did. In a lot of ways, Jamie reminds me of Jack, I wonder if Jack had anything to do with him becoming my friend.
September 25, 1714
I've started seeing someone out of the corner of my eye again. It seems to stop in the summer, and come back as soon as the snow comes. I've mentioned it to Jamie but he doesn't know what it is either; at least he doesn't think I'm going crazy. It's getting slightly annoying. I know I see someone out of the corner of my eye; but when I turn to look, no one's there.
Tooth frowned, recognizing that this had been mentioned before. Something seemed like it was trying to tell her something; that there was some sort of connection Tooth wasn't getting. Shrugging, she turned the page.
February 20, 1715
I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile… things have gotten a little hectic, I completely forgot to write anything for months. But I just had to write this down; something happened to me this afternoon… something unexplainable, and unbelievable.
I was cleaning the fireplace out when I heard Jack laugh. It was Jack's voice, and he sounded so close- like he was just outside the door. Ignoring my common sense, I ran outside. There was no one there.
Leecey closed her eyes, a tear escaping. "I'm so stupid. He's not here." She opened her eyes and turned to go back into the house.
I nearly went back inside but I suddenly heard Jack's voice again, this was an echo of a conversation I had had with him years ago…
The winter wind blew around her, combing her hair away from her face. She turned into it and closed her eyes again. "Seeing isn't always believing, Leecey…"
Jack's voice echoed; nothing but a memory. "… sometimes you have to believe before you can see." The wind blew even stronger, ruffling her skirt and playing with her hair. "Besides, can you see the wind?"
"No." Leecey's young voice joined her brother's in the memory.
"But it's still there, isn't it?"
I closed my eyes and, almost of their own volition, my lips moved to form the words "I Want to Believe." And I really did; I WANTED to believe , believe in everything, believe in possibilities. Silence reigned for a few heartbeats; then I heard something.
Leecey's eyes snapped open in time to see Jack Frost leap into the air and fly away.
I opened my eyes to see a white haired boy as he flew away. I rubbed my eyes, but when I looked again, he was gone. I'm still not sure if it wasn't just my imagination.
Heh. That was fun to write! Another of my... headcannons... is that Jamie is a descendant of Jack's little sister. So I put a boy with Jamie's name in there to suggest that.
-ImagineShine