I'm just an ordinary girl. I'm not special and I'm not trying to be that either. I just randomly stumbled right in to this world where explosions, flying boys, black magic sand and the fact that someone wants to kill me is perfectly normal. At least, that's what's what I think is happening to me. I'm not sure if the whole thing was just a dream.
I can't tell if I want the whole thing to never have happened, or if I want the blue eyed boy to keep seeing me. It may sound crazy, but as I'm sitting in my bench in school, bored to the point where I almost falling asleep, I miss that day with all the action and magic, even though I almost died. And it has been a while since that day know. A week actually, but I still remember it like it was yesterday. Jack have come to keep an eye on me every day since, at least I think so. He said he would, to keep me safe from Pitch, just before he left after saving me and bringing me back home. I still was in a chock so I couldn't even thank him. But I think he's keeping his promise. If I'm not dreaming, I swear I get a glimpse of him every now and then. It could be in the schoolyard, on my way home, in town or outside our window when I read stories for Max and Hugo. He always smiles at me, but when I blink, he's gone like the wind.
A good thing is the fact that I don't feel the present of that creepy Pitch anymore. I haven't been dreaming nightmares for a while either. Everything seems to go back to normal and I don't usually hum or sing or dance on my way home from school, but today I feel happy and do all of those things while I think of those big, blue eyes and beautiful smile that makes me calm and tickle deep down in my belly.
"You seem to be in a good mood today."
I immediately stop my singing and dancing and turn around. Jack is sitting high above me on a streetlight with his feet dangling down and he smiles at me, a big smile that shows of his white teeth. They are almost shining like falling snow. In his hand he holds a new property I've not seen before. It's a stick, tall and frozen but I believe it's more than just a stick.
"Jack Frost", I say and smile, mostly because I don't know what else to say. Jack wrinkles his nose.
"Call me Jack. All of my friends do that", he says and slides forward. The wind captures him and puts him down safely in front of me. I prevent myself from another gasp when I see him close up. His eyes are shining like his teeth and his hoodie has small frosty stripes along his arms and chest. Even though he's quite a bit far away, I can feel this small icy breeze passing between us and I know it somehow comes from him. It makes me remember the car accident from my youth and I can't help but ask.
"We have met before, haven't we?"
Jack looks down on the ground for a second, and when he looks at me again he have something sad and apologetic in his eyes.
"I've wanted to apologize to you ever since that accident. I know I could have done more to save your parents, and I'm truly sorry."
I just stare at him for a long time. I was going to thank him for rescuing my life, not once, but twice and he seems to have been carrying this burden that he believes I think he didn't do well enough to save everyone in that car. I slowly shake my head and he keeps staring at me, like he waited for some kind of forgiveness.
"You have nothing to apologize for. I'm just happy you were there to save my life."
Jack doesn't look convinced but he nods. I don't know what to say. I have prepared a thousand things to ask him if we would end up meeting like this but it all seems to have float out of my head. But Jack is the one who ends up talking.
"You grew up too fast after that day. We used to have fun. Eight is a little young age to stop believe in fairytales, don't you think?"
He looks at me with one eyebrow lift and I don't know what to answer.
"I… I had to grow up, I didn't have any choice. I had to take care of my brothers."
"I know you did, it's just a shame I couldn't help you. But I never left your side, I hope you know that now", he says and his eyes are looking deep into mine.
"Thank you", I whisper and feel overwhelmed. "But, aren't you some kind of winter spirit? Are you having time for this? Shouldn't you make it snow all over the world like, right now?"
Jack laughs a bright, clear laughter which makes me smile.
"I forgot how little you know about me, and how much I know about you. But do you know what? Now that you see me again, we have all the time in the world to get to know each other better, right?" He spins his stick in his hand for a moment and then lean it on his shoulder. He nods towards the road in front of us as if he wanted to join me in my walk home. I smile and we start walking and talking about everything, important and less important things we've missed talking about during the long time I couldn't see him.