"She definitely has a huge problem, why can't they put her in the system?  That way we don't suffer!" We were arguing about our science teacher, that is currently substituting our original teacher, who gave birth a week ago. 

"Like there is no need for 20 pages of homework, for one day.  How do you learn like that?" Jack said, ruffling his hair with his hand.  We were walking back from the park, on our way home. By now school would have ended, so what if Anna sees me not home? I hope she's not worried.  If she sees me coming home late she'll be so worried, and start interrogating me. She always acts like my older sister. Not even! She always acts like my mom!  But I would always care about her like she always cares about me.  Did Punzie ever tell her? I hope she did or else I'm dead meat to her. I shouldn't really think about this, I'll be fine right? I can take care of myself. I should enjoy this time with Jack Frost. Wait, I'm walking next to Jack Frost. What was I doing? Okay, I'm forgetting everything right now. I need to recap.  Jack went up to me in school, asked me and Punzie if we wanted to skip. Punzie said no, but I said yes. Then we went to get frozen yogurt, debated about strawberry and chocolate frozen yogurt.  Then he-

"Are you okay?" Jack stopped me in my tracks. He turned and faced me, placing his hand on my shoulder, looking in my eyes. A shiver runs down my spine. His crystal blue eyes look cold, and frosted. Is he seriously worrying about me? I mean he did- "Elsa."  This time he put both of his hands on my shoulder. He leaned closer, looking deeply into my eyes.  I starred deep into his eyes, trying to find an emotion. His eyes, although blue, looked like my dad. Calm and comforting ones.  The ones that would look at my with a smile.  The ones that would shares thoughts and words. The sweet ones I wish would prolong.  Hot tears filled my eyes. "Elsa are you okay?"  Jack asked with more emotion. The sound of his voice reminded me of my mother, the one who would always smooth me after a rough day.  The voice of a sweet mother, always there for her children.  The voice that sings, and tells stories.  Tears run down my face, my eyes filling up with more. "Elsa..." Jack cupped my face with his cold hands, wiping my tears away with his thumbs.  He engulfed me into a surprisingly warm hug.  I just anted to hang onto this hug forever and ever, never letting go.  It was like he was the only warmth in my life.

Please don't let go... "Let's go sit down." He slowly let go, putting his arm round me, and leaded us to a nearby bench. He sat us down, letting me rest my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me, keeping me in his warmth.

Should I tell him?

Us...

"Do you want to talk about it?" He whispered, rubbing his hand on my arm.

I sniffed, "Yeah." I sat up straight, facing him. He didn't even dare to look anywhere else other than my eyes, and I starred back.

Us...

"I don't know, but you reminded me of my parents, sweet eyes, calming voice." I sniffed, blocking the tears from pouring out. Why am I not over this?  It's been years. I bet Anna's over it.  But she's stronger than me.  I'm the weak one. I throw those thoughts away and focus on talking. 

Jack grabbed my hand, his thumb making small comforting circles on the back of my palm.

"How do I say this. Um..." How am I supposed to say it? Details? Summarize?  Should I make him understand?  I'm scared, what If he looses his interest in me?  What if he sees me differently?  Takes it the wrong way even? 

"Anywway you can say it." He smiles, squeezing my hand and my mind back in place. 

Us...

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, sucking my life in and my reality, the reality that Jack is really about to see.  "The parents I have now, aren't my real parents."