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Disclaimer: Jack Frost belongs to Dreamworks.

Lyra

The ice cracked from under my boots as they hit the concrete sidewalk. This side of the sidewalk always seemed to be forgotten when it comes to salting the roads, and so it's always covered in large pieces of ice after particularly large snowstorms. Such as the storm that came through last weekend. I knew it probably wasn't a good idea to run on a sidewalk covered in ice, but out of bad habit I had taken this route to school by accident. Still, it wasn't so bad- the weather the last few days had been steadily getting warmer, and most of the snow and ice from last weekend had melted. Mostly.

And I was late.

Late to school. Again. Third time this week. I guess I've made it into a pretty bad habit. It's not that I miss the bus on purpose, sometimes I just loose track of time. Ok, maybe more often then sometimes.

Anyway.

As much as I hate to admit it, I've sorta gotten used to being late. But today was different. Today I couldn't be late. Today was Friday, and not just any Friday, it was the last day of school before winter break. If I was late today, I'd receive another detention, and then I'd be stuck inside while the other kids enjoyed their first few hours of the holidays. Cooped up in a stuffy school when I could be playing in the snow. I glanced down at the watch on my wrist that was supposedly there to help me keep track of time. I had exactly five minutes. Ok, you can make it, just two more blocks! Picking up speed, I raced down the street, my scarf flying wildly behind me in the wind.

Almost there, almost there, I pushed myself- I had reached the last block. I didn't slow down, not wanting to waste any more precious time. Suddenly I felt my foot give way beneath me-I must have slipped- and panic swept through me as I felt myself falling. I flailed my arms out around me, and braced myself for impact... but it never came. At the last moment, I felt pressure on my back, soft and gentle, supporting me and keeping me from falling. Regaining my balance, the sensation was gone as soon as it came.

I stood there, frozen. Not from the weather, no, but from confusion. I glanced behind me- there was no one in sight. But whatever had saved me hadn't felt like a person. No, this had felt like... almost as if... as if the wind had wrapped itself around me and kept me from falling. What a crazy idea, I thought to myself.

Checking my watch, I realized I didn't have much time to ponder the incident, and, deciding to shake it off as just my imagination and the stress of the morning, I raced the remaining feet to the school steps. Ignoring my locker, I ran straight to my homeroom, reaching my seat just as the bell rang. I stripped my coat off, convinced that the wind had been purely my wild imagination and that I hadn't actually slipped- and even if I had, I didn't fall, so obviously it hadn't been something I couldn't handle.

After all, the wind couldn't do something like saving people, and it wasn't as if something like... Oh, I don't know... winter spirits, for example, existed. I smiled as a face of a boy surfaced in my mind, a boy from a movie I had watched with my younger brother last weekend-you know, one of those silly old clay animation ones, like the original Rudolph. I smiled as I settled into class, glancing out the window where I had the perfect view of the falling snow.

Yup, there definitely was no such thing as Jack Frost.