Now it's my turn to be surprised. Nobody can see me! I'm invisible! A nobody! I'm just some imaginary kid that knows how to have a good time!
Maybe she...
"We're you talking to me, kid?" I ask, and she continues to stare at me.
"Guess not." I say.
I start to walk towards the window, but then I hear:
"Yeah, I am talking to you. Who else is in the room?"
My eyes widen as I turn to face her. My jaw drops. My staff falls out of my hand.
I shout with joy. Someone sees me! Someone sees me.
"You see me. Me?" I speak.
"Who are you?" Elsa asks.
"Jack." I tell her. "Jack Frost."
"Elsa." She responds. "What... How'd you get in?" She asks.
"The entrance." I say, then point at the window.
"Then how didn't I see you come in?" She puzzles.
"You didn't believe in me. But now you do. Because I made the patterns on the floor." I explain.
"You did that? How!" She shouts, but then she covers her mouth.
"Sorry, I can't shout. Can anyone else see you?" She asks me.
"No." I tell her. "You're the only one that believes in me. In the whole world."
Then I draw a sloppy ice Earth on her wall. But then I use my powers, and I make it 3-D, the globe becomes really sick. It looks real, just cooler and more 'Jack Frost' than a regular, boring globe.
"The only one." I repeat. And I look down at Norway, glaring at myself.
"How did you do that?" She demands, repeating herself.
I grin and wave my staff around in the air, creating snow swirls that fall to the ground.
"Can you do that?" I ask her.
She looks at her hands, then at me, confused.
"You know about my powers?" She asks. She doesn't know that I've been watching her.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. What can you do?" I tell her.
She suddenly looks worried. "Me? Oh, no, I may not use my powers. I have to conceal them."
"No!" I exclaim. Conceal her powers? Worst idea ever. "Don't conceal. That's not good!"
"No, I must." She's staring at me, upset. "I cannot use them. I must learn to hide my powers."
I shake my head. Hide them. No! It's like shaking a soda can. It builds up. Then it explodes.
A man walks into the room. That's my cue. I leave.