It all started with a Facebook message to my friend Eliza
Come with me to watch Rise of the Guardians!
Seriously Claire? You're 19 for fucks sake, grow up.
It's a good movie! IMBRACE YOUR INNER CHILD WOMAN!
Fine, tomorrow then?
YAY! See you there!
The next day, we went to the movies and watched ROTG for the third time since it came out. When it started, I could barely contain my squeal of delight when Jack Frost came onto the large screen.
"I swear that you have a crush on that Jack guy, Claire" Eliza half sighed, half whispered.
I ignored her comment.
We watched the rest of the movie in almost complete silence, excluding the gasps and laughter at different scenes. There was the usual "holy shit" when the tidal wave of Fearlings rushed towards the Guardians and the children towards the end.
When the movie finished, we walked back to our houses in the intense Australian summer heat, debating the sexiness of Jude Law vs Chris Pine. We took a break from the burning sun under a tree, sighing in relief.
"Dude, how would you react if you were suddenly dragged into the ROTG world?" I asked
"What sort of question is that? It's not like that could ever happen so answering it would be pretty freaking pointless." That's Eliza for you, almost no imagination whatsoever.
"I guess you're right."
The two of us continued on, after a while Eliza left to turn down her driveway.
"Adios!" we both said simultaneously
Oh great, I still have ages to go until I get home. Why did we have to live so fucking far away from each other! While I was walking, I was thinking about how I would react if I was in ROTG.
Hmmmmm, well I would probably freak out, and then just go with the plot…
NAH! Screw that, I would fuck up all the shit!
A rather brilliant plan, if I do say so myself!
They're lucky it's snowing in that movie, I want it to snow here just so I can get a break from this GOD DAMNED SUN! I have never been a fan of hot weather, and never will be. The heat makes me go red as a motherfucking tomato. My complexion is terrible, unlike Jack Frost's. Whoops, just swooned a little.
I was so distracted by my own train of thought that I didn't realise that even realise that I was at my front gate, I basically ran to the front door and unlocked it.
"I'm home!"
Why do I always say that? I live alone for fucks sake.
-LATER THAT EVENING-
I'm sooo hungry, time to cook! What do I want to eat…. PASTA! I am the self-proclaimed Best Motherfucking Pasta Sauce Maker in the country. The emphasis on self-proclaimed. I got all the ingredients I needed and cooked me up some food. :)
After I had eaten and cleaned up, I got ready for bed. A girl needs her beauty sleep! As I was turning off the lights in the kitchen and lounge room, a cold breeze blew through the wide-open windows, making me shiver slightly. I walked to the open window, and before I closed it, I poked my head out and looked up at the full moon.
"Hey Moon, you are looking rather luminous this evening! Ok, formalities aside, I want to ask a teeny tiny favour, CAN I PLEASE BE IN ROTG! It would be pretty freaking epic. Thank you, and keep on glowing you magnificent orb you."
Oh great, now I'm asking the Moon for wishes, like it's some sort of Lunar Genie.
I closed the window and went up the little set of stairs to my bedroom, where the window was still wide open. I ain't closing that shit, it would be like a bloody sauna in here. Ahh, there comes that cool breeze again. I walked to the window, seeking release from the summer heat. The light from the moon shone into my room and grew brighter by the second. Before long, my entire room was bathed in an intense bright light, and eventually started to burn my eyes. The wind blew like a mini tornado around me and I couldn't see anything, only white. I closed my eyes against the brightness.
The wind made me lose my balance and I fell backwards, I waited for the pain from the hard wooden floor, but it never came. Instead I kept falling, and falling. All I could see was bright light.
"Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit"
I suddenly hit something hard and cold, causing me to groan loudly.
The light was fading away, and when it was completely gone, I rolled over and sat up all while trying to ignore the aching feeling in my bones.
There was a motherfucking huge rabbit.
A rabbit that eerily looked like the Easter Bunny from one of my favourite films.
"This is going to sound a bit weird, but are you the Easter Bunny?" it nodded reluctantly
"Awesome! But if you're here, in this alley, then…" That means…
I started to look around, in a fangirl frenzy, for a certain Winter Spirit. I turned around, and there he was.
Say something! Anything!
"J-j-ja….."
Try again
"HOLY SHIT, IT'S JACK FROST!"
Nailed it.
He looked just about as shocked as I was.
Bunny got over the surprise of seeing a girl appear out of nowhere and spoke,
"Where did you bloody come from?"
"I don't know, one minute I was in my bedroom, suddenly I'm falling through the freezing cold sky, then I landed here"
Well, that is what happened, as insane as it sounds.
Bunny and Jack exchanged glances,
"I'll take her to North" Bunny spoke "Fella's"
Two Yetis' came out of nowhere and shoved Jack and I into a sack, and tossed through a portal.
As uncomfortable as it was, I was still excited
I'm going to the North Pole!
I can't emphasise just how unpleasant it was in the sack, I accidentally kicked Jack in the shin, and he elbowed me in the stomach.
Thankfully, the trip from hell was over and we landed on a hard floor. As we were poking our heads out, a loud Russian voice spoke,
"Here he is, Jack Frost! And guest? Bunny, who is she?"
"She fell out of the sky, as a ball of light" Bunny struggled to explain
All the remaining Guardians gasped.
"Is she Spirit also?" North spoke in broken English
"She must be!" Tooth exclaimed
I climbed out of the sack,
"Hey! I'm not any Spirit! Just a normal teenage girl, nothing more, nothing less. So sorry to disappoint."
Their expressions were priceless,
"She can see us?"
"Only children can see us"
"ARE YOU CALLING ME IMMATURE?!" I yelled. "AND 'SHE' HAS A NAME, it's Claire, by the way"
"Sorry Claire, it's just that we are not used to people your age seeing us."
Ok, fair enough
Then, for the first time since we arrived, Jack spoke,
"Ok, I can understand bringing her here, but what about me?"
"Because you will be Guardian!" North said, in his usual broken English.
Music started and all the elves and yetis' gathered around. North brought out a book as the music reached its climax. One of the elves attempted to get Jack to wear a pair of rather hilarious blue clown shoes. Jack seemed to become more and more pissed off by the second, and he angrily slammed the end of his staff on the ground, covering the floor in a thin coating of slippery ice. I took a step backward, but I was closer to the railing then I thought, the ice made me lose my balance and I fell over the edge, screaming as I went.
JACKS POV!
All this Guardian crap is really starting to piss me off. So much so that I smacked my staff into the ground, coating it in ice. A few seconds later, my glaring at the Guardians was interrupted by a loud scream behind me. I turned around and I only just saw a pair of bare feet going over the edge.
"CLAIRE!" I yelled.
I was halfway to the railing when Claire came back up, and continued to do so, even until her feet hovered above it.
She can fly?
"You can fly?!"
"I CAN FLY?!" Her eyes widened.
Hey darlings!
Please review, I just like to know that people are actually reading this. : )
I know that this chapter is a little boring, the story will pick up eventually, this is just the build up.
Oh, and if you're wondering why I made Claire able to fly, it was so she wouldn't be pathetic and completely useless.
Adios