This waking nightmare lingers...

This was a good song, he'd been listening to it for hours, not just because it was good, but because he felt it applied to him. Okay, if he was honest his life wasn't really a waking nightmare. At 16 years of age, he was the oldest believer in Burgess; believing in the Guardians: Santa, called North by his friends; Bunny, who was the Easter Bunny; Tooth, the Tooth Fairy of course; Sandy, the Sandman; and last but not least by any means... Jack Frost.

Jack had always been his favorite among the Guardians, after all, when he'd fought with the Guardians against Pitch about eight years ago it had been Jack who'd come to restore his faith and he had been Jack's first believer. The winter spirit had been the one he could relate to the most, despite obvious age differences in both reality and appearance back then. Now Jamie was a teenager, just like his immortal friend and he could barely remember the last time he'd seen him. At first Jack had visited as often as he could, even when it wasn't his season which had been a real treat because it just so happened Jamie's birthday was in the summer and of course Jack had always come to see him on that day. That is, until this year. Last year Jamie had come out to his best friend about being bi; his friends had been supportive and Jack had been too, but then later he'd confessed to the winter spirit his list of possible crushes.

That had gone from Jamie being afraid to a little awkward. Jack had certainly been surprised, no doubt about it. The winter spirit had then spent the next few minutes explaining why it wouldn't have worked. Jamie had only smiled and agreed at some points, but he didn't care really. He was enamored by the winter spirit, but after listening to him, Jamie had hid his disappointment and merely went along. He didn't want to lose his best friend after all. So when his birthday had come and gone this year without a show from Jack, Jamie had been disappointed.