Under a Paper Moon

All Time Low

Jelsa

"The Sky is beautiful tonight."

"Really?"

"Really."

"What about the Stars?"

"Tantalizing."

"The Moon?"

"Even more beautiful."

"You're not looking at the Moon."

"Yes, WAIT- What? How'd you know?"

"Instincts."

Jack stared at her in awe and embarrassment. He decided to avert his eyes away from her, for now, so that her Instincts, could no longer mock him. He was thankful that she can't see the blush rapidly designing his face.

The two sat above a cliff, feet dangling in air and the soft breeze tingling with their faces. Jack looked up above and saw the Moon with a companion of cloud, formed like a sheep. His own companion Is somewhat staring at the sky too, of how her eyes gleamed with wonderment.

"Jack?" She asked, breaking the atmospheric silence.

"Hmm?"

"How would you Know if something is Beautiful?"

Jack merely shrugged, "You'll just know."

"How?"

"I don't know, by seeing, I guess." This was the type of conversation he didn't want. His lack of thereof in his voice, insist Elsa to go on.

"Seeing? That's all?" she pursed her lips and thought for a moment. She bit her fingernail on her forefinger, a mannerism whenever she thinks of something. "It's absolutely unfair."

"Maybe, maybe not. Just look at the world, You see the Jocks and Cheerleaders dating one another, cliché right? . It's because of their pretty faces that the people would often approve. In this generation, without a pretty face means no pretty title. The sad truth."

His words already had gone and once he saw her blank stare, he was filled with dread, "I'm Sorry." He hung his head in shame.

"Nah. It's quite alright." She shook her head And made a smile before Continuing, "It's still unfair though."

"Explain the unfairness then." Jack grinned and thought to himself that he should frustrate Elsa more, she's even cuter when her eyebrows' knit together and her lips pout.

"How could you love when beauty deceives the eye? When one immediately falls in love by a glimpse of that person, it is not love. It was never a love."

"Just like Anna?" Jack bemused,

"Just like Anna." The two settled their argumentative conversation by their laughter of her Sister's hopeless, romantic downfall by the act of Love at first sight.

"Jack?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Already asking."

Elsa lightly flicked his arm, "Be serious."

"Okay, Okay"

"What is the sole difference between sightseers and The blinds?"

"Sight?"

"Nope."

"Glasses?"

"Guess Again."

"Dogs?"

"Now you're just being plain rude."

"Then what?"

"Sightseers never knew when they are blind."

Jack had closed his eyes and imagined the world's magnificent innocence. He visualize the calm, whispering, sea and the merriment of the woodland fairies, dancing through Life and bringing magical things to normal people. He was perfectly calm and serene, not until, Elsa had to ask another question, he simply couldn't possibly abort.

"Am I beautiful?"

With suddenness, he stared at her pretty, little, freckled face and his heart took a somersault inside his chest. The way she said it was filled with innocence and with a mix of destructive curiosity. Why must this girl asks so many Irksome questions?

"Jack?"

Should I tell her? What if he said yes, she'll think that he's fooling her.

"Jack?"

Or should I tell her the opposite? Then she'll be Sad..

"Jack?"

Wait! Why would I tell her the opposite when she is.. -

"JACK!"

"Uh! YES! I MEAN.. NO!"

"I'm not beautiful?"

What?!

"No! I mean Yes! Wait. WHAT?! "

By the forlorn look plastered all over her face, he could already hear the Moon, calling him the biggest Jerk of all mankind

He kept stammering and cursed his unavailable wit for being absent today on this kind of predicament. "Jack." She calmly said, searching for his hands, once she got caught of it, she brought them to her face. "Do you feel me?" He nods.

He wasn't sure of what they're doing but he likes the feeling of his hands on her face. "Close your eyes." as easy as that command, Jack obeyed her and let his eyes fall to his eyelids. He then felt her Fingertips scanning his face, "I'm not talking about my appearance. I never saw myself or how I look, Jack. Close your eyes and answer me, Am I Beautiful?"

He cleared his mind for any distraction. He kept his eyes close and saw his answer within.

The breathing of hers sent shivers down his spine; the cold touch of her palms was haunting him for more. And He was scared he might break her fragile face when he caresses her cheeks, "You are Beautiful. Even more captivating than a songwriter's song.. More amazing than any priceless paintings of DaVinci or any baroque painters...More Genuine than Shakespeare's poems..."

He then opened his eyes to see Elsa's face glowing; either it was the moonbeam or her own radiating self. "More Elegant than the sky.. " He kept stating as if his answers were right there in front of him.

"More Tantalizing than the Stars." He slowly reached for her hands to touch.

"And even more beautiful than the Moon."

Elsa felt it.

She really felt his aura speaking to her, caressing her soul and swaying her emotions. She really felt it.

And when she had felt it, she can't help to resist her tears from falling down.

And she felt Jack's thumb clearing her tears.

She laughed, dismissing her emotional state, "You're unfair!"

"Wha-Why?"

"You opened your eyes!"

"Instincts?"

"Instincts. "

UNKNOWNYMUSE:

By the way to those who didn't notice her situation: She is blind in this Soundtrack.

Soundtrack= A reference name for Chapter.