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It never snowed, not where you lived, and that’s all you wanted. Snow, crisp white flakes that covered the ground and made everything shine. You were staring out of your window when your mom called from below.

“(f/n), come on, it’s time to go.” You and your mom were going to the mall, she wanted to go see a movie and do some Christmas shopping, you on the other hand, had no idea what you wanted to do. All of your friends were busy. Grabbing your (s/c) scarf and coat, you walked out of your room and down the stairs to your waiting mother.

“All ready?” You nodded, your (e/c) eyes taking one last glance around the house.

“Oh crap, mom, go I’ll be out in a sec, I forgot to grab my phone.” She nodded and walked out the door as you rushed back up the stairs to grab your phone.

You ran back to the door and locked it quickly before walking to the car. But before you got in, you noticed that the wind was picking up, bowing your (h/l) (h/c) hair all around your face. “Bi-polar weather, definitely.” Opening the car door let a blast of warm air warm your cheeks as you climbed in.

“Jack Frost is nipping today huh, (f/n).” Your mom chuckled as she drove to the mall. You nodded as your eyes roamed the large mall from the outside, it was huge, three floors and with all the best stores for Christmas shopping. There was even a little spot at the back of the mall that you could get away to so you didn't have to deal with the crowds.

“Okay, (f/n), the movie will be over in about two hours and then I want to shop, so-”

“Call me when you’re done.” You cut her off, it wasn't that you were trying to be rude, but you just wanted to be alone. She didn't seem to be offended in any way and answered politely.

“Okay, I’ll see you later (f/n), bye.” She walked toward the mall, swinging her purse up higher onto her shoulder. You waited for a moment and then followed.

When you got inside, she was nowhere to be found and there were a lot of people, overwhelming to your very large personal bubble. So you made your way quickly through the mall, trying to avoid as many them as possible.

You finally reached that special spot. It was outside, so it was cold but the large fire blazing in the middle was warmth to your frosty skin. You sighed and looked around, your eyes catching the back of your favorite bookstore.

When you opened the door, a loud voice met you.

“(f/n), hi, welcome back!” It was the owner, Sam. He was tall, but a little round and reminded you of Santa, if Santa had no beard and lost a few pounds.

“Hi, Sam, got any new books?”  He nodded and pointed to a shelf near the front of the store, you did come in the back way after all. You browsed for a few minutes before your (e/c) eyes glanced over a novel you’d never heard of.

You picked it up and took it to Sam, with a question on your tongue.

“It’s about Jack Frost.” You looked at him in disbelief. “What? Don’t I always read your mind (f/n)?” You gave a halfhearted ‘yeah’ and put the book on the counter to buy it.
“(f/n), just take it, as an early Christmas present from me.” You stared at Sam for a long couple of seconds before bursting out.

“R-really? But what about-” He held up a hand.

“No worries.” You smiled at him and said goodbye with about a thousand “thank you”s thrown in. Then you exited the warm store back the way you went, out into the cold. You walked back to the raging fire and took a seat on one of the cushion love-seats and opened the book.

From the first line you were dragged in, everything around you moving at a blur except for the book pages, which seemed to seep into your brain like a movie. Before you knew it, your phone was ringing as loud as it could.

“Yeah mom?” You answered, silently mad that she pulled you away from the book.

“I’m ready to go; I’ll meet you at the car.” You hear her voice, but it sounds far away as you try to finish the last page of the chapter you were on.

“Hmm, okay, I’ll see you at the car.” You get up from your sitting position, your leg stiff from sitting for so long. “Now, if only Jack Frost was real, then this whole Christmas special crap that I've been doing might actually have a meaning.” You sighed as you spoke and walked. The mall had calmed down, less people was better for you.

Once you got outside again, it was colder than before. You walked to your mom’s car and stood for a second before opening the door. But before you did, a huge gust of wind blew from behind, blasting your (h/c) hair around your face like before. But the difference this time, was that you swore you heard something with the wind, a musical laughter perhaps.

But in the end, all it sounded like was:

I am real.
This was made for no reason what so ever...
and there is going to be more parts...

Part 1: You're here
Part 2:[link]
Part 3:[link]
Part 4:[link]
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jeffyarts Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2014
I kind of feel like that some times, more like that I full-heartily believe, but worry that i might not be able see him.  
Ladybugg042602 Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2014
Snow chan you are AWSOME dude this story rocks KAWAIIIIIIIII
Zyra01 Featured By Owner May 28, 2014
Kawaiiiii desuuuuu!!!!!!!! XD Lolz I love it ^-^
Demon-Snow Featured By Owner May 28, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Lolz thanks!
Zyra01 Featured By Owner May 29, 2014
Welcome :D hehe
Luna-Mini-Milka Featured By Owner May 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're awesome ^w^ I love your fanfics!
Demon-Snow Featured By Owner May 21, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Luna-Mini-Milka Featured By Owner May 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome! ^^
layla-mindora Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I have exactly the same thing when i read a book.
that last part, i luf it.
Zeldaloverrrrrrrr Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This is so cool, I love it!!!
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