CHAPTER EIGHT
GUY TALK
JACK’s POV
I was heading off to Jamie to check up on him again. It was like four in the afternoon, I’m guessing Jamie had already come home from school. When I arrived at his house, the first thing I checked was his window. He wasn’t in there. I was starting to get worried when I heard his voice from the distance. I spun my head and saw him… talking and walking with a girl. I believe the girl’s name was Pippa. Both of them stopped near Jamie’s gate, and they were laughing. Pippa waved her hand goodbye and as did Jamie. She left him and went to her house a few blocks away from Jamie’s.
“Hey, Jamie.” I said in a cool manner.
“Jack!” He chirped and hugged me.
“So…” I started, “Who was that pretty young lady, Jamie?”
The little boy just blushed. “That… that w-was Pippa. She knows friends me her I don’t here feelings.”
Huh?
Poor kid. He was actually stuttering , no cross that-babbling. The love bug bit him… the love bug bit him BAD. And this, my friend, is a serious case.
Nervousness, blushing heavily, sweaty palms, bad construction of sentences… and most importantly, the palpitations – those were symptoms. The palpitation, from the start, was a dead giveaway.
“You like her, don’t you?” I teased him.
“Wha-what? ? No! Sh-she’s just a… a FRIEND! F-R-I-E-N-D,” He actually spelled it out, “Why would I like her? Pshhh. Whaaaat? No! No! No, no, no, no!”
Phase one. Denial.
“I-I, well, she i-is really pretty. And her hair do-does smell nice.” Oh dude, “She’s smart and really sweet and nice. I mean who wouldn’t like her? My other friends would totally fall head over heels for her. I BET THEY ALREADY HAVE!”
Phase two. Realization.
“Maybe I do like her. Do I? I think so…” He was talking to himself, oh Jamie. “I guess I do. I like Pippa.”
Phase three. Acceptance.
And that, my lovely and beautiful readers, is how my question made Jamie realize the rather obvious truth.
“Jamie…” I finally spoke, “It’s normal for us men to like girls. It’s part of growing up!” He just nodded, listening to every single word I said.
“You should tell her what you feel.” I added.
“What?!” He yelled, “Why would I want to do that?!”
“Well, that’s because you’ve got a huge crush on her. Now, someone told me that a crush is the embodiment of someone you either want to be or want to be with.”
Jamie was now sitting in front of me. Taking down notes too. Hey, looks like I’m Cupid here (You sneezed). “So, Jamie… are you a lover or a fighter?”
“I-I don’t know, Jack.” He shrugged his shoulders, “Is that even important?”
“I’m not really sure.” I scratched my scalp, “I’ve heard that line a couple of times in movies and I’m not really certain about what it actually meant. Meh, might as well forget it.”
“Yeah.” And we both went inside his room.
“So, what were we talking about again?” Jamie spoke as I leaped to his bed.
“I think it was about girls.” I nonchalantly said.
“Oh yeah…” He remembered, “What about you, Jack? Do you like anyone?”
That got me thinking. Do I like anyone right now? Well, honestly, I can’t think of anyone yet. But there was something about Tooth when I became a Guardian. I kinda let go of those feelings. I don’t want to get attached to anyone yet. I want to have fun and enjoy freedom. So, I told him the truth. “No. But I used to have a crush on the Toothfairy and this Ice Queen.” I smiled at him.
“Really? Well she is pretty,” Jamie continued, “ and Ice Queen?”
“Yeah, Ice Queen. But let’s not talk about her, okay?” I winked at Jamie. It was the ‘Jack’ way of saying ‘It’s too painful to talk about it bro’.
“What about (y/n)?”
“(y/n)?” Then I remembered my semi rival. My real rival was the Summer Sprite, Darren. He was all warm and hot while I’m cool and cold. We don’t like each other very much. Back to Cupid. “(y/n) huh. Well, she’s also pretty but I kinda don’t feel that way for her. We’re like enemies slash friends. You get me?” (A/N: Please don’t kill me. I just think that it’s too soon for feelings.)
Jamie just nodded. “I see…”
“Yep.” I replied, “So, whatcha wanna do?”
“Can we just talk?” Jamie beamed at me. Maybe he was tired.
“Yeah, sure kiddo.” I messed up his hair. He just lightly chuckled.
“I have a question. If you’re the Winter Sprite, and Darren guy’s the Summer Sprite… is there a Spring and Fall Sprite too?”
“There is. And both of them are girls.” I tried to remember their names. Ah, “Juliet the Spring Sprite and Cindy the Autumn Sprite.”
“Are they pretty too?” Jamie asked.
“Well, yeah, I guess.” But she was beautiful.
Jamie and I continued talking about girls. After a few hours, I left the guy cause he needs to do his homework. Anyway, I told him that he should tell Pippa how he feels but not now cause technically they’re still young and they need to concentrate on their studies.
Love is stupid. It’s just a weird useless feeling. It knocks at your door and you happily accept it. Then, later on, betrays you then kicks you and stabs you on your back. Love is a bittersweet emotion. It’s painful and it destroys everyone. Love is just…. ugh. I sighed.
Love is a curse.
I headed off to a lake near North Pole and just sat there. I was tempted to freeze it… so I did. And I went skating with only my bare feet. Then, a miracle happened. I was singing:
So don’t fall in love, there’s just too much to lose
If you’re given the choice then I’m begging you choose
To walk away, walk away, don’t let her get you
I can’t bear to see the same happen to you.
“Jack? Is that you?” someone spoke from behind. I turned around and saw (y/n).
“Oh, hey.” I smiled.
“Hi. Was that you singing?” She asked me.
“Well, yeah. Anyway, I have to go.” and I left her. What she’ll say next wouldn’t matter to me anyway. She’d either make fun of my singing or that other stuff she does. All I could think about right now was her. She brought happiness to Jack Frost. She changed me. And when she left… oh Elsa.
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Ooooh, Elsa’s in my story now. Thank you bowtiedsimmergirl for giving me the idea of putting Elsa in my story. Well, technically all you did say was, and I quote, “CAN YOU MAKE THE READER CALL JACK ELSA?! THAT WOULD BE THE BEST” but it gave birth to a new idea baby which was this. Ta-da! :D So I dedicate this chappy to you :*
Anyway, leave a comment. :3
And sorry about the late update. I’m such a bad author to you guys. But I’ll make it up to you.
By the way, The song's title is Terrible Things by my favorite band Mayday Parade <3
Try listening to them, trust me, there's an eighty percent chance you would regret it XD
Byeee :D
-Nickaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
