I just want to be seen. TO be noticed.

Taleigha gasped and waved her hands around, bursting into a happy string of giggles. “Oh my gosh!” She squealed happily. “How did you do that?”

"A magician never tells his secrets."

"That’s impossible.  You’re on my family’s property..we’re never happy…"

"We'll see."

"Why not? Bring it on."

With the raise of his hand, it only took Jack a few seconds to conjure up a small blue aurora glow from his palm before letting it float out of his hand. And there it was, a single yet quite large snow flake glided and danced in the air. "Ta-da."

“If you’d like… How would you manage that?”

Jack gave a smirk before he lifted his hand, blowing some ice cold wind into his hand before letting a blue aurora glow from his hand. He gave another blow and snow flakes began to fall from above.

"Thank you, it’s Greek..or something."

"It's pretty cool. Suits you. Average names are pretty.. Average."

“Stranger? My name isn’t ‘Stranger’, my name is Taleigha. I love snow, it’s very pretty.”

"Sorry, Taleigha. Can I make it up to you?"

"Cybele Ardleigh."

"That's a pretty awesome name."

"Jack Frost. Who are you?"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

“musicals are light and cheerful!”