Hello :)
So this is just another Jelsa modern-day AU. I hope you enjoy it!
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Oh.
She's smart. She's beautiful. She's mature-mysterious, sexy, playful, and absolutely irresistible to Jack Overland and completely off-limits because she's his best friend's older sister. She's hard to get, but Jack seriously doubts that she's playing.
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"Tell me again, why do you need us to come to dinner tonight?" Jack felt a gnat- or dust, leaf, whatever, land on his flat cheek and, on reflex, slapped himself. Hard. He gave a small yelp. Looking to see if anyone witnessed that, his gaze locked on the blue eyes of Galinda Goode. She giggled and he flushed. Both moved on with their day, Galinda forgetting the whole thing and Jack trying to. That's as far as interaction can go for them.
Anna reared back and looked at him with big teal eyes and hands clasped together, "Please, please, please, Jack! I haven't seen my sister's face in years, I'm so nervous!"
"Well then shouldn't that be, like, a private family thing?" Jack said. He grimaced at the thought of sitting around a long table with plenty of silverware he didn't know how to use, painful small talk, and stiff button down shirts. He ran a knuckle through his chestnut locks, a nervous habit of his.
"It'll be so awkward!" Her braided bun bounced with her movements.
"Uh, yes. A private family thing, my point exactly. Thanks for understanding." He shot back. "Didn't Tooth already tell you she would go?"
Anna dodged a football player as they walked, looking sheepish. "It's just... I love Tooth and all... butIthinkshe'llmakeitworse."
Just barely catching that last bit of her sentence, he knew he couldn't argue. The first time he met Tooth, she practically stuck her whole fist in his mouth, gushing over how white his teeth were. He still doesn't know why. He shouldn't have been so surprised, Jack realized, when he went into deep thought about their friends. None of them were exactly normal compared to your average, everyday acquaintances. Most of them were different in someway that separated them from society.
"How about Merida?" Ah, Merida Dunbroch, with her round, blue eyes, button nose, freckles, little face, foreign accent, and wild curls...she's adorable...
...Merida, with her many weapons (bow and arrow being her favorite), master in violence, and obsession with nocturnal and/or flesh-eating animals, she can tear you to shreds. Don't ever cry in front of her.
Anna became more distressed with the mere thought of it, getting a cute wrinkle in her nose that Jack noticed after three years of knowing her, "With her table manners?"
"Since when has that mattered?"
"To my mom?" Anna scoffed, "Always."
"Buns?"
"Too rowdy."
"Yeah...Lotte?"
"Uh?"
"Zel?"
"With Eugene? Ew."
"Tiana. She's great with parents."
"My mom likes her way too much. They would start talking ab-"
"Kay, how 'bout Phoebe?"
"She'd invite Tooth and I don't even know her well. Don't interrupt me."
"Nick."
"He'll only go if I make him cookies."
"Ugh, but you like cookies!" She gave him a look. "Okay, okay... Ari?"
"My step dad walked in on her combing her hair with our forks."
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"...What? Nevermind. Sandy."
"None of us know sign. He'd have to use his notebook and you know he's uncomfortable with that."
Jack huffed and threw his arms out in frustration, almost whacking a poor freshman boy in the face as they passed. "And why can't Kristoff go with you?"
"He is! But after what happened last time-"
"That's your fault. How can you even think of doing that in the same house as your parents?"
"If my mom and Wilt can do that down the hall then I should be-"
"Without locking the door-"
"He should have knocked-"
"You," He pointed an accusing finger at her with a wicked grin, "Should have kept it in your pant-"
"The point is, the first meeting with my sister in eleven years can't be anymore mentally straining than it should be."
Jack raised his hands in surrender.
Until just yesterday, Anna never mentioned having a sister. It's like she just came out of no where. She didn't give any word on it, she had no pictures, and it turned out that she was coming all the way from Europe, no specific country. Anna said she's emailed and texted her but hasn't talked to her face to face since she was five, or when her parents split. She's funny, gives good advice, protective, moves a lot, and she's coming over to visit for an unknown amount of time. This Elsa almost seemed unreal.
Now with the mention of some of the pair's friends, it should be the right time to introduce some important people.
Let's start with Buns.
Fortunately, that isn't his real name. Unfortunately, he's called that anyway. Nope, his full name is Edmund Asters Bennet, nickname formerly Ben or Benny. Thanks to a petty prank pulled at a barbeque by Jack himself, involving Edmund's seat, Edmund's burger, Edmund's butt, and bad timing for a bathroom break, the new, endearing identity was bestowed upon their "rowdy" friend. His blue-black wild hair, tall, strong figure, and Australian accent won him the hearts of half the female population, maybe even a few males.
Lottie and Ti. Charlotte and Tiana. You never saw one without the other, no matter how many times Lottie would third wheel when Navine, Tiana's boyfriend, came around. They were complete opposites, Lottie being the rich, spoiled daddy's girl, and Ti being the hard-working, I-won't-take-your-bullshit... daddy's girl.
Rapunzel, or Zel, has a lot of hair, and time on her hands. She does anything to fill that time because her parents don't allow her to take any extra curricular activities outside of school. She especially loves to paint. She fears ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quick sand, cannibals, and snakes, the plague (for some odd reason) and much more. Her bulging green eyes and baby face won over the hearts of many, including Flynn Fitz's, her boyfriend.
Tooth only takes her nickname because her real name is Toothiana, and there was no way she was going to be called that, despite having her braces taken off years ago. She harbored a major crush on Jack ,which he really didn't respond to, and the energy of a five-year-old kid on a sugar rush.
Nick Claud North towered over everyone in school, even Bun, due to much physical labor in his family auto repair shop. He can inhale almost anything edible, but has a special taste for cookies.
The ditzy third red head of the group was Ariel Finn. She comes from a small island no one knows the name of and hardly knew any english upon her arrival. Being the new girl was tough for her without being able to speak, but she somehow managed. She knows more english now, but still limited. She has an excellent singing voice.
And finally, Sandy, a little dude with hair that makes him look like he sticks his fingers in electrical sockets in his spare time, is a mute. This caused him a lot of difficulty in his social life.
"How come you've never told us about her before?"
Anna's freckled skin tinted pink, "It just never came up."
For four years? "Doesn't she ever visit?"
"No, or else I wouldn't be panicking right now! My parents didn't end well, okay? He took Elsa and moved to the other side of the world. So are you coming or not?"
Jack felt bad for prodding at a touchy subject, but he saw a flash of something in her face. Pain. Anna was hurting, and she wasn't saying anything about it.
"Aren't you nervous about seeing your dad, too?" He only met with silence, an unusual case with Anna. The loud chatter of the school halls and the students' hustle and bustle to get to their next class seemed ten times louder. The two friends squeezed past a particularly tight crowd when the ginger spoke up.
"My dad isn't coming. And Elsa isn't visiting. She's moving in."
Jack took an abrupt stop, causing Anna, who trailed behind, to stumble in her steps. Jack steadied her by her shoulders, wrinkling her green blouse. A few passerbys gave them dirty looks for blocking off part of the hallway, but Jack and Anna were in no rush to get to chemistry.
"Anna." She wouldn't meet his eyes. "Did something happen?"
She released a heavy breath, and in that moment she looked five years older. Jack noticed how her shoulders sagged with gravity she'd probably been carrying for who knows how long.
"My dad, my real dad, passed away. Four weeks ago." She brought her gaze up to his, finally. Her eyes didn't rim with tears and her voice didn't break, but Jack wondered if they had not long before.
Oh god, why didn't she say anything? When was she planning to tell anyone this?
"It's okay." She added a beat too quickly. "He never kept in touch. We weren't close, I mean, I'm closer to my step dad... Kristoff knows."
Though Anna's denial unsettled him, Jack was thankful for Wilt's presence in her family. Anna told him that she and her mother had taken his last name years ago, after the wedding, changing from the Snows to the Summers. Jack didn't know if Elsa was included in this family.
He hugged her, because a loss was still a loss, no matter how much Anna would deny that it was hers.
"Anna." He could only say. He'd never been good at consoling people, but he would try because Anna deserved that. "I'm so sorry."
She buried her face into his blue hoodie, giving him a whiff of her strawberry shampoo. Jack felt a surge of pride for being able to comfort her. Anna was the kind of person to face her problems with a cheery voice and a strong front, topped with a practiced smile. She recognized her feelings easily, but never understood what the cause of them were.
She pulled away, eyes so wide that her dark lashes probably brushed her eyebrows. "We have to go!"
She tugged on Jack's collar, and they were off, the colors of rusted red lockers and white walls and classroom doors blurring into one. They skidded to a stop in front of a door marked 609- chemistry, taking time to compose themselves before entering the room filled with other sophomores. They made it right on time. Part of Jack inwardly groaned. He never liked science. It took away any sort of magic or mystery. That, and he failed miserably at it.
"Anna." He called while she headed to her lab seat, black skirt swishing.
She gave him an arched brow.
He sighed, "What time do you want me to be there?"
Anna smiled, sitting down in quiet triumph.
"Six o'clock sharp. Don't you dare be late, Jackson Overland."
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I suppose I'm okay with how this turned out. I'm not entirely sure on what I want to do with this story, but I have a few ideas already.
As for Come Away, I've decided that I want to update it weekly, possibly on Monday nights. I have the chapters planned out, I just need to write some final drafts. The same might go for any of my future stories.
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This is one of my first fics, so if you'd all be so kind...
Please bear with me, and note that I don't have much time to write, type, or edit. The story may be a little rushed (or slow), some chapters may be a little short, there will be many typos, and this in all will not be my best work. I also procrastinate a LOT.
I'm mostly doing these stories for the fun of them, so please go easy with the criticism.
Thank you!
-Mawhn