like real, real
"It's all real," Chase mutters, as he tries to comprehend that stories his parents had told him growing up, were actually real. Like real, real.
"I take it back," the boy, Jack freaking Frost, states, "you're almost as stupid as she is."
"I'm sorry," Chase spats, "my parents and friends told me you where all lies and made up stories. What else was I suppose to believe? That an old man would actually bring me presents? As you get older, that thought gets creepier."
The tips of Jack's lips twitch into a small smile. His gold eyes looked at the boy in front of him in amusement, as Chase walked around his room in circles. The boy was amusing. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to stick around here.
Jack looked outside the window. Maybe he would figure out who he was excatly. Maybe he would remember the things he forgot. But one thing was for sure, he would do everything in his power to prevent Pitch from learning this. He had a feeling if Pitch found out about the girl things wouldn't go so well.
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Frost | Jack Frost ✔
Fanfiction❝she was average, nothing about her screamed extraordinary. average looks, grades, and life. so why did frost follow her around?❞ ❝she never knew the answer until the boy with white hair and blue eyes was caught in her room❞ rewrite of frost | rise...
