A/N: Yeah, I know. I'm really bad at updating. In my defense, my friend has convinced me to write a story on wattpad with the characters in it based off of me and a group of my friends. In case any of you want to read it (which I doubt but you never know) my username is the same and the story is called Under the Radar. My friend has a story about the same group of us. Her name is smiley_reader and the story is called What's Next? The character based off of me is Oak. So yeah, feel free to check those out.

Jackie watched Jamie struggle to skate across the pond. The boy had taken his little sister skating, but neither one of the kids were very good. Jack found that appalling. How could they go four years of knowing her and not know how to skate? Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Jamie's skates looked as old as she actually was.

She was hiding up in the trees, her staff in her hand. Normally her balance was excellent, but she was struggling to not fall over from laughing as she watched Jamie fall on his rear yet another time. However, her laughter was stifled as she saw Sophie about to fall.

Jamie was twelve. He could handle a few bruises. Sophie was six though, and Jackie did not what to deal with a sobbing Sophie. She was really awkward when it came to comforting crying people. The only way she knew how to help was to make them laugh, but she didn't want it to come to that.

As Sophie slipped, Jack waved her staff and Wind blew Sophie backwards as she fell, knocking the little girl into a soft snowbank. She landed with a POOF. Jamie, who recognized that as Jack's magic, looked up.

"Oh! Jack! Uh, how long have you been there exactly?"

She smirked. "Long enough to know that the two of you seriously need to work on your skating skills.

He looked sheepish. "Well, the thing is, my parents thought I should try to play a sport, and since it snows here so often…" he looked pointedly at Jack, "they thought hockey would be a good choice. But I haven't gone skating since I was six. I'm really bad."

"Yeah, I've noticed. If only you had someone that could help you. Someone like, oh I don't know, the spirit of winter."

"Look, I didn't want to go to you for help because I didn't want to show you how bad I was at skating. It's kind of embarrassing."

"Hey, don't sweat it. I know how it feels to have bad skating experiences. I drowned from skating."

"Wait, what?" Jack mentally cursed herself. Right, Jamie didn't know about that. She flashed him a big smile to cover it up.

"Nothing. Just trying to make you feel better. Now come on. Hey Sophie! Want to help me teach your brother how to skate?"

Sophie was struggling to stand up. She managed to shakily get back onto her skates and gave Jack a big, toothy grin. "Yeah!"

The three spent two hours practicing. Then the next day, Jamie came by himself, and they spent another two hours. After a week, Jamie started bringing some of his new hockey equipment and they would practice skating with the puck, or taking shots on net (which was in between two snowmen that Jack quickly made). Sometimes Sophie would come "help" and sometimes it was just the two of them, but eventually Jamie was just as good of a skater as any boy that had been playing for a few years.

One of the perks of being over three hundred is that Jack had seen plenty of professional hockey players. She knew the sport well. So she was able to give Jamie tips on how to improve his skill as a hockey player as well as a skater.

About three weeks later, Jamie came rushing up to the pond. He didn't have his skates or anything, but Jack knew why. Today had been tryout day.

"Well?" she asked.

Jamie was almost jumping up and down. "I made the team! They said I need to work on my aim, and I tried being goalie which was a major fail, but they said I was probably the best skater on the team!" He looked very proud of himself.

Jack jumped up and gave Jamie a hug, which was unusual for her, but understandable given the circumstances. "Congrats, Jamie! You earned it!"

The boy was almost glowing. Jackie rarely even touched him, let alone hugged him. He looked up at her with big eyes. "Are you going to come to any of my games?" His eyes were hopeful.

She grinned. "Unless someone tries to destroy the world again, I'll be there for every one!" Jamie did jump up at that.

"I'm so excited. Caleb is also playing this year, and he's been playing since he was five. He said he could help me a bit with understanding the game, and I said you had helped me learn how to skate. I'm all set!"

"Don't get ahead of yourself, Jamie. There is a lot more to hockey than skating well. You need to know how to make the best plays at the best times. You need to know whether to attack or defend, whether to carry the puck or pass it. You got through the first step but now the real work begins." She winked at him. "Think you can handle it?"

He smirked. "You bet I can! I'm going to work harder than anyone else on the team."

"Good. That's how one succeeds in sports." She gave him a smile. "I looked forward to watching your games, Jamie."

"Maybe you should help coach. You're great at that."

That made Jackie laugh. "Sure. If you can explain to the coach the practically every player why they are unable to see the assistant coach without getting sent to therapy, I will."

Jamie looked at his watch. His face fell. "It's almost time for dinner. I guess I should be going home now."

"I'll see you soon kiddo." Jackie watched Jamie run off before flying to the Pole. Christmas was only a few months away, and she needed to make a request for a certain boy to get some fancy new skates.