Chapter 4

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My thoughts had a way with timing. As in they had the absolute worst timing.

As the alarm was screeching, what little I remember of more pleasant days were flashing through my head.  The days when I had a family and hope. Instead of filling me with the warmth and comfort that they should bring, they only served to remind me of what I no longer possessed.

Me feet halted in their journey to find Jamie, and instead carried me to where the wind would find me. I'll apologize for leaving him later. The wind spirit picked me up and carried me just outside of town. Trees covered the expanse of land, with a few houses littered here and there. Maybe I'll find some peace in nature.

I directed the wind towards a sturdy-looking tree where I could observe the calm outdoors. The world was silent save for the singing of the birds.

"Wait up a second, let me get my coat on and then we can play," a distant voice announced.

It was a sweet, gentle voice. It pulled me in like it was calling for me.

I flew down and hid behind the shadows of a large pine tree, despite knowing that the owner of the voice probably wouldn't see me anyway. I peeked out just enough to see a girl pulling on a mid-thigh length yellow coat with a fur-lined hood. Her hair was a silky strawberry blonde that fell in soft natural waves and ended at her shoulder blades. Her face was as delicate and as gentle as her voice. Well, this girl was truly beautiful.

I was torn from my trance when I heard a dog bark.

"What are you barking at Sammy? Is Jack frost nipping at your nose?"

I gasped and leaned back on my staff for support as my mind did a 180, and hope surged through me.

Did she just say my name? Could she possibly believe in me?

I wasn't waiting to find out; I stepped out of my hiding place and into plain sight.

My hope was just squashed again as she continued. "Oh, there's nothing to worry about ol' girl, Jack Frost isn't real. It's just an old tale mom used to tell us."

"No... I-I'm right here." I tried, knowing full well they couldn't hear me.

I sought out something- anything that might get this angelic girl to believe. Just then, I remembered what I did to get Jamie to see me. I would wait until she went back inside, and then, I would make a miracle.

Watching her play with her dog was the most fun I'd had in days. There was a special bond between the two that I could see.

"All right, I'm getting cold Sam, let's go inside."

The girl led her dog into the house and took off her coat. Just as the door was about to close behind her I slid through it.

She unknowingly led me to her room, which made me feel slightly like a stalker, but I began to frost the windows to get her attention nonetheless.

She looked over, so I started to draw my name.

"W-what... Mom?" The girl asked.

I wrote 'no.'

"Who... Jack Frost? Are you real?"

'Yes'

Her eyes went wide when she finally saw me. I could feel the new life rush through me as another light popped up on the globe. A light just for me.

"Mom was right all along... Y-you're really here! In my room."

I didn't really think this through, I couldn't even think of what to say. With a dumb smile plastered across my face, I said the safest thing I could. "Uh, hey."

I'm such an idiot. I mentally face-palmed myself for the ever poetic 'hey.'

I was starting to get anxious when she said, "My mom used to see you flying around and playing with kids. She always told me you were very handsome, and I never believed her but-"

"Wait, she could see me? How?"

Only believers could see me but I didn't think anyone believed in me back then.

"I don't know how, but from what I remember she was always a very special person."

I couldn't believe it. Someone out there had believed in me.

"Well, do you believe her now?"

"What? That you're real, or that you're handsome?" She said with a smirk.

"Well, you can see me, so I'm assuming you believe I'm real."

"I guess you're right, but the second one is a secret." She said with a laugh.

She probably thinks I'm ugly. I don't blame her, I think so too.

To avoid thinking too much I decided to make conversation. "So... Um, why were you talking about your mom in the past tense?"

She sat down on her bed and looked down at her hands.

"Sorry, that was too personal, you don't have to answer that if you don't want to."

"No, no, it's fine. I don't know what happened to her, one day she just left and never came back. My dad was never in the picture, I never knew him. But I live here with my grandparents."

"I'm so sorry. I can kind of relate." I said, looking at her as she was looking at her hands.

Suddenly, she looked up at me.

"What about you though? What's your family like?"

Now that was a question I wasn't prepared to answer. My whole family is gone. I don't remember any of their names, only what they looked like and what it felt like to love them.

"Well, my family is all gone. I had a sister and a mother. I don't think I knew my father..." The feeling of not knowing my own past made me so angry. I'm so sorry I don't remember your names, you deserve to be remembered.

The girl, whose name I didn't know, reached up and put her hand in mine.

"Then I guess we're in the same boat." She smiled and it was like a bright, warm, comforting hug. If I hadn't smiled back, it would've been a crime.

The smile didn't last long, though.

Kate took note of something out the window and directed my eyes with her finger to what had caught her attention. Turning around, I saw the signal lights that were telling me to come back to the pole.

"Aren't they beautiful?" She asked.

"Uh yeah, but- crap I- I have to go." I dropped her hand and ran over to her bedroom window. I hadn't realized it had gotten so late.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I have to go to the North pole, it's an emergency."

"Will I see you again?"

"Only if you want to."

"I do... Oh, you don't even know my name, how rude of me. I'm Kate Alder."

"It's been a pleasure, Kate Alder." I got up on the windowsill with my staff and looked back at her waving goodbye. I crafted the most intricate snowflake I could manage and blew it in her direction as I leapt into the wind.


A/N Sorry this took so long to write, I've been busy lately. Hope you like it, thanks for reading :)

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