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The Penpal.

'The atmosphere is a little hazy, with very narrow paths. A bright light erupts from the driver's view; he slams his foot on the break.'

'Too late.'

'End of chapter.'

Jack flipped the page slowly while stirring his cup of tea; he was surprised to have found the other side of the hardcover. There weren't any more pages besides the author's comment and New York Time's review, something that would hardly catch his eye.

From not so far, he was oblivious to a young girl staring at him in awe stirring her very own cup, but unlike him who was grossing on another book she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing.

'He's gorgeous…' she thought as he furrowed his brows in concentration, apparently something must have hooked his interest.

To not appear creepy, she reached for a napkin not too far on her table, not daring to spare a second to avert her eyes from his face. Unfortunately for her, fate was not on her good side today as the napkin ring slipped from her delicate fingers, falling to the floor.

The noise it made when it hit the floor was enough to make her cringe and catch the attention of a few other costumers in the small café. She scrambled to get it as her face heated up from the unwanted attention she earned and silently cursed herself as finally what seemed like minutes when it was only a mere few seconds, it finally made it to its place flat on the table.

A sigh of relief left her as those piercing eyes of the stranger left her and went on with their business. Even though none of them commented on her clumsiness, she didn't miss the lazy chuckle from the stunning yet frigid boy in front of her.

Carefully she brought a little courage to glance up from her bangs to once again see him, hoping that he might lock eyes with her and exchange small talk. Anything to let her know that she might have a chance to form a friendship with this boy and maybe sometime later they could become something more, but she quickly shook that thought from her head as soon as it made it in. It was only fantasy.

Her shy smile dropped as she realized that it wasn't her he laughed at, his eyes still hadn't left the newspaper he was holding.

Oh well, at least she hadn't made an embarrassing first impression.

She smiled sweetly at him leaning onto her hand holding her head, while twirling her hair strands. She didn't mean to come off as desperate or flirty, it was just an instinct that took over her from the view in front of her.

Her awestruck expression immediately fizzled out once he took a peek at her over the papers. Calm and collected was some of the qualities her closest friends will say to describe her, but this boy…he was making her do the complete opposite, making her look bad and taking away all the dignity she had left within her.

She quickly averted his gaze and dropped it to the ground beneath her, looking at it in a way that if she stared intently enough, it might just open up and swallow her whole.

'Come on Tooth, it's just a guy…I very stunning man with pearly teeth I could just-stop it! Just, slowly look up, it's alright just give him a friendly wave'

After having a small debate in her mind, she came to the terms that she will indeed share him a small wave as a gesture of friendliness. But as she bought her hand and eyes up once more, she swore her heart had stopped beating for a moment. To her shock, he wasn't in his seat anymore; if anything there was another man in his spot being attended by a waitress.

Without thinking, she bolted up from her seat peering over the small café, hoping he hadn't gone too far. She caught a glimpse of him heading out the door, in a hurry she took out any remaining change to leave on her table as she darted out the door catching up to the tall brunet. She stopped dead short in her step, almost losing her balance. Geez, what was wrong with her today? She was usually so graceful on her feet after several dance classes.

He peeked from a post not too far from Jack and watched him head inside a small book store, "Guardians of Joyce" was from what she thought was the name of the store in big gold and mesmerizing bold letters.

She didn't want to seem like a stalker, but she mirrored his steps inside.

The store was warm and smelled of freshly baked goods once she stepped inside, it felt heartwarming and cozy and despite the size from the outside she would take it all back as she saw the grand and tall bookshelves reaching the ceiling in vibrant colors. Busy admiring the background and ancient maps and paintings hanged up on the walls, she jumped a little when a small "Ehem" interrupted her thoughts.

"Excuse me miss, do you need some help?"

"Oh no thanks I was just loo—"

If she didn't jump before, she definitely jolted a few steps back once she recognized that dazzling smile, her stomach did flip flops as she saw the same brunet a from the coffee shop earlier before there standing patiently at the cashier. Apparently amused yet confused at her sudden outburst he suddenly felt very self-conscious as his ears went red. Maybe he has a mess of hair right?

"Are you alright miss?"

He went around to help her up as she fell back from her knees going weak. She hesitantly took his hand and muttered a small ´thank you´ once she was back up on her feet, composing back her posture and reassuring him she was alright.

"Are you looking for anything in specific?"

´Yes I was actually wondering if I could examine your teeth´ she wanted to say.

"Excuse me? I didn't quite catch that"

´Oh shit, did I say that out loud?´ she nervously thought, making sure this time her mouth was zipped shut to not embarrass herself further. Her fingers tingled with joy from their small contact seconds ago, although she was pleasantly surprised to find out he had very cold hands.

´Tooth tick tock!´

She cursed, she suddenly remembered his last question, and realized that he was still waiting for a reply. What was she? Slow? How long had she been staring out into space? Oh gosh, she might be bothering him and wasting his time, he had better things to do. Why did she always mess up? Wait, had she answered yet? Tooth what are you doing, stop being a zombie and say something! Just blurt anything out.

"Miss?"

"Teeth"

Not that.

"You're looking for a book about dentistry?"

He questioned hoping that his guess would be confirmed. Tooth's fingers twitched in anticipation and a sudden wave of fear flashed over her. Most people would be grossed out by her suggestion, what would make him any different than the others? Did she just blow her chance?

"No! I mean yes, is it weird?"

"Not at all" he smiled "right this way"

As they both strolled through the corridor, Tooth craved to hold hands with the strange boy as she stared at them open and inviting. But she pushed those thoughts back to the end of her mind as she didn't want to seem desperate. By the time they made it to the end of the corridor, they both stood still until Jack gestured to her the section of books she was "looking for". Alas, to her dismay, they were pretty high up on the shelf and even though there were perks to being short, she definitely wasn't seeing it now.

As she stood on her tip toes and reached as far a she could to reach a random book from the bunch in vain, a bigger hand reached it for her. She was shocked when she saw the difference between them. Hers were warm, petite and soft while his looked cold, rough and huge in comparison to hers.

"Here you go, thought you might have needed help, no offense though" he handed her the book, but once again the clutz inside her invaded her as she lost her grip on it and it tumbled onto the ground.

She kneeled down and reached for it again and gained composure, this boy was a bad influence on her, and he was making her feel all mushy and warm inside, leaving her embarrassing consequences.

"You sure you okay Miss?"

"It's Tooth"

"What?" he asked puzzled "I thought this was the right book you asked for—"

"No, I mean my name is Tooth" she bashfully smiled " I just can't stand when someone calls me miss, no offense but I feel old!"

"A girl named Tooth who likes teeth? That's creepily perfect" he smirked playfully "do you want it wrapped?"

"Excuse me?"

"I mean the book" he pointed to the hardcover in her hands "would you like it wrapped up? It's going to rain soon, so we wouldn't want to take it all damp to read when you get there, right?"

"Oh sure!"

Once again they walked side by side towards the cashier, as Jack looked through the small lockers and seek out a wrapping paper, Tooth turned her attention to a painting. It was…different to say the least, detail was sure put into it…but for some reason it seemed…lonely. Was it supposed to look sad? The colors weren't vibrant like the others in the store, it was dark and pale, but the snowflakes brought a certain peace to her.

"Here you go"

Tooth spun on her heel and took the wrapped up piece Jack offered to her delicately as if it was the most precious thing in the world. With the remaining cash she had in her purse, she paid for the book and stuttered a small "good night" and left the building. He in return gave her one of his dazzling smiles and Tooth left as soon as the room felt hot before he could even finish his own goodbye.

Once she reached the corner, she slammed her back onto the brick wall and slid down the wall, surely she would wake up all scratched tomorrow, but she didn't care...she was melting inside.

He had noticed her.

Days turned to months and Tooth frequently went to the store since that day. She and Jack despite the small talk they shared, became slowly good friends. And Jack wouldn't be surprised at her visits anymore, he would expect to see her at least every weekend barge through the door with such a bright smile, the lights would turn around in shame.

They would catch glimpses of each other when the other wasn't looking. People came and left, and Tooth even made some friends, one particularly close and settled down to read books together on the soft lounge.

"You like him don't you?"

Her friend who goes by the name Rapunzel asked her one day. Apparently she was also a frequent visitor and a longtime friend of Jack, they didn't click right away since Tooth felt twinge of jealousy once she saw how stunningly beautiful she was. She thought that she wouldn't have a chance with Jack, but after slowly gaining each other's confidence she assured her that they were only good friends and nothing else, also giving her the news she was already engaged to a handsome man. They found out they shared many things in common after weeks of bonding and she got along well with her cousins Anna and Elsa.

"I do actually…but please don't tell him!"

"Goodness no Tooth, why would I ever do such a rude thing?" she gave her a mischievous smile before adding "I think he's into you too"

Tooth blushed a scarlet red and denied anything else Rapunzel had to say about them, shyly hiding her face in a book Jack recommended her.

"Well…you can't hide it forever"

When the sun rose the next day, as her usual routine she went to stop by at the store that has a small place in her heart.

"Morning Tooth" he greeted her with that dazzling smirk she loved. She squealed internally before putting herself together to talk to him like a normal person.

"Morning Jack"

"So...what are your plans for tomorrow?" he asked quietly. Her cheeks dusted pink. Was he...asking her out?

"Umm...not much, why do you ask?"

"I was wondering if you would like to hang out a bit...me and a few of my friends are going out to watch a movie. But since both of them are a couple, i didn't want to feel like a third-wheel"

She paused and slumped a bit, it wasn't as if he friend-zoned her...more like 50/50? Maybe he really just wanted to have some company. Yeah, she was probably over thinking it. She looked up at him and smiled, a bit stunned to see him nervous...she just took it as a sign of him worried she didn't reply immediately. Yes, that and nothing else.

"Sure Jack"

He exhaled a cool breath, and she wondered if he was actually holding it in for a minute. Was it her or was he leaning in closer?

"Great, we'll go together after i finish my shift tomorrow, I leave early"

"Sounds good to me Jack..."

They stared at each other for the longest minutes, she didn't notice the way his eyes darted down to her lips neither did he when hers fell down to his. She could feel them exchanging warm and cool breaths, but neither of them were bold enough to make a move. Suddenly it felt awkward and Tooth spaced herself out a few centimeters, Jack did the same.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"O-of course"

They both exchanged goodbyes and Tooth went out the door. But for some reason, she felt a tug at her heart and great remorse in her core.

If only she knew.

When Tooth got home that day and took off her coat, she headed towards her bedroom and slid open the bedroom closet. Inside were all the books she had gotten from the book store since day one, to be honest, she didn't even read them, they were all there piled up still in wrapping paper.

24 books…two each weekend. There's still time, maybe I'll ask him another day.

The next morning she woke up with a smile as she decided that this would be the day she would tell him after much encouragement from her friends, even the hard headed Australian approved of Jack despite their differences. She finally felt confident.

Slipping onto her boots she headed out the door in glee, feeling giddy about this day as she couldn't hold in her excitement. She ran and smiled once she spotted the building she was familiar with and rushed inside. And was met with the same painting she saw, only this time a few weeks before, Jack had repainted it and added vibrant colors.

But things were different today.

Jack wasn't where she would usually find him organizing books, he wasn't in his stool, as another was in his place…everything was quiet. She hastily walked through the shelves and scanned every corridor until she saw the familiar figure of a man, Hiccup. Even though he might have seemed tough from a distance, he was actually an absolute softie and a bit of an awkward dork once you get to know him. He had a big heart.

"Hey Hiccup!"

At the calling of his name, the freckled boy with auburn hair looked up and recognized Tooth giving her a weak smile in return.

"Hey Tooth"

"How's it going?"

Completely oblivious to his blank stare, she spoke in excitement not able to hold it in. Hiccup was able to see it in her, and the corner of his lips curled in a smile even though he looked gloomy. But at her question his shoulders slumped in anguish, leaving out a tired sigh. Why is he like that?

"Not so good, huh? Don't worry; whatever issue you have you know you can count on me" she softly patted his shoulder to assure him that she meant it "by the way…have you seen Jack? I need to ask him something"

Tooth was startled at his change of attitude once a loud sob escaped him and his knees collided to the ground.

Clueless at to what it was about; she kneeled down and wrapped him in an embrace, softly playing with his hair for comfort. She didn't really understand why the sudden outburst, but it didn't matter, she would help him.

After what seemed to never to never end, the sobs and sniffles slowly quieted down and but tears were still falling, to which Tooth only held him tighter. A long pause filled the room, and suddenly she felt a drenching feeling in her stomach.

"Hiccu—"

"Jack is…"

She was cut off as soon as she spoke, his lips mumbled words she couldn't comprehend and nudged him to say it louder.

"What?"

"Tooth…Jack is dead"

She lost her grip on Hiccup and slowly stood to her feet…even though her knees felt as if they were about to give away at any moment as a swirl of emotion invaded her. Surely she must have misheard. Hiccup met her gaze and in an instant he wished he hadn't, he had never seen such a horrified expression, heartbroken.

"Hiccup what are you saying?"

She gave out a choked laugh, thinking this was one of the boy's pranks they would usually make. But Hiccup wasn't the kind of person to prank another…or either lies to. Surely Jack would appear right behind her and tackle her, telling her there was nothing wrong to which she would shamelessly scold him and then things would go back to the way they were.

"L-last night, there was a heavy storm…everything was foggy and hazy, making the road barely visible to anybody" The pain in his voice as he explained was in no way held back, he was letting it all out. "A drunk man was driving an—"

Tooth left before he could say anything else, leaving Hiccup to himself on the floor. But who could blame her?

She didn't want to believe it, but there it was on the news, but she switched it off before they could even get a word out, the head titles were enough. She darted to her room and threw herself on the bed and wept in silence.

Why does the sun come up the day after? Shouldn't the world have ended?

She eyes stung in pain as she tried to code out the messages on her phone's screen. 36 messages and 74 missed calls. But she didn't feel like answering them, instead she felt something…she walked towards the closet and slid it open just like she did the day before.

Tugging at the wrapping paper of the first book and disposing of it, she took a deep breath and opened the first page. She wasn't expecting what she saw, there in bright blue pen and messy writing…

´I know you followed me today to the store, I don't think you actually had the intention to study this book, but I might be wrong´

She didn't need to guess who this message was from, it was from no other than Jack, she quickly put down the book and rushed to open the next one. Just as expected another message appeared.

´I hope writing these messages in these books don't bother you, but I would love to see you again'

Now she honestly didn't care in what order she they were as she took another one, tears brimming in her eyes, she felt as if she couldn't breathe.

'Even though you rarely talk to I can read what your eyes say to me, you're beautiful'

'Why aren't you replying to my messages?'

'I like the way you did your hair today'

'You know? I dreamt about you last night, I hope this isn't being too straight forward'

'I'm confused, why won't you give me a signal? If I'm bothering you, tell me'

'You have a pretty smile'

'I was wondering if we could got out for a café together'

Slowly and carefully she opened the last book, and this time she didn't hold those dewdrops back. As soon as she read it, she dropped the book and cried a piercing scream. Something deep within her core had broken.

'I love you'

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