Xandar looked out the window and groaned loudly. Outside a thick level of snow covered the ground, icicles hung from the skeletal branches of the trees, and the wind blew stray flakes against his window.
"What's wrong, big brother?" Xandar turned to see Christy sitting on his bed. Her curly red hair was messily falling in her face.
"It looks like Jack Frost visited last night," He said a yawn escaping his throat.
"He did!?" Christy's blue-green eyes sparkled as she flew to the window. She clapped enthusiastically, "Oh my gosh, he did!" Xandar laughed as she ran from his room and darting into her own room. He ran his hand through his short blond hair as he heard a shout from his sister. "Xandar come on!! We're going outside!"
Soon Xandar found himself outside. In the snow. Freezing his butt off. He looked to Christy. Her brilliant red hair flew behind her as she swung on the old tire swing. She was talking to no one. Christy normally told stories of spirits and faeries.
"Christy!" Xandar called, "You are too old for imaginary friends!!" Christy turned 13 years old about a month ago. Xandar started to complain to himself. "Stupid winter. Stupid snow. Stupid wind." As he spoke, a large mound of snow fell from the tree above him and landed right onto Xandar's face, "And stupid freaking Jack Frost for freaking nipping my face!" He shouted loudly.
"That wasn't very nice," A voice said behind him. Xandar turned to see a boy. He had white hair streaked with blue stripes. He wore a white t-shirt, a denim vest and dark blue shorts. Frost covered his clothes and hair.
"Who are you?"
"Apparently stupid freaking Jack Frost." The boy smirked. Xandar looked up at the boy in disbelief- that's when he noticed the boy wasn't tall he was floating.
"N-No....Jack F-frost...H-he's just a story."
"Oh, really?" Jack stuck his face close to Xandar's, he then poked Xandar's nose with his cold finger. Xandar watched in awe as a large snow flake appeared on the tip of his nose.
"H-how did you do t-that?" He studdered out as shivers racked his figure.
Jack laughed loudly, as he proudl announced, "Because I'm awesome!"
"Xandar, Why are you talking to yoursel?" Xandar looked at his sister then to Jack.
Jack smiled sadly when he noticed the confusion on Xandar's face. "You have to believe in me to see me." Jack's eyes held sorrow and loneliness. The the pale boy grinned, "Lucky you!"
Christy took Xandar's hand an pulled him toward the house. Xandar watched as Jack Frost flew into the sky laughing loudly as snow fell behind him.
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