[Hey guys! I forgot to add a little note to my last entry, but this is my first ever fanfiction! I'm new to this, so I don't really know how a lot of things work - for example, that last sentence in the last entry was bolded for some reason? Don't really know how to fix that, haha. Thank you so much for reading! I've never had the guts to show people my work before.
Also, I PROMISE this is a Jelsa! Jack is just very hesitant to trust Elsa in the beginning, but he'll warm up; just be patient :)
I don't own any of these characters or The Princess Bride]
"So Jack, has the play been casted yet?" Aurora asked, addressing the elephant in the room as the theatre kids sat together eating their lunch.
Jack lost a lot of sleep last night just trying to imagine how irritating it would be to go about the stage kiss with Elsa. He knew she'd probably embarrass him during rehearsals with her inexperience with on-stage chemistry and laugh during the romantic scenes - or worse - refuse to kiss him and make him look like a fool in front of everyone.
"Jack," Aurora pushed, "I know you're in there."
"Huh?" Jack snapped back into reality. "I'm sorry, can you repeat what you were saying?"
"If you don't want to tell us, you don't have to," Aurora said, annoyed.
"Oh, the play… casting…" Jack began, "You guys know nothing is certain until callbacks." Jack was staring at the table in the center of the cafeteria. The jock table - or tables, as three or four tables had to be pushed together so that the whole group could fit. In the center sat Flynn with Rapunzel in his lap and Gaston with his arm around Elsa.
"How many girls auditioned for Buttercup?" Aurora asked, making no attempt to hide her anxiety for the role.
"Quite a few. More girls auditioned for that role than any other."
"Well it is like the only female role. Why would Andalasia pick a play that's so uneven like that?" Aurora complained.
"Hang on," Jack said, standing, "I'll be right back." Walking over to the tables in the center of the room, Jack approached the jock table.
"Can we help you?" Gaston asked, noticing Jack.
"I want to talk to your girlfriend," Jack said.
"Oh yeah? What business do you have -"
"It's okay," Elsa interrupted. "Hi Jack, take a seat."
"Actually, I was hoping to talk in private," Jack asserted.
"Oh," Elsa shyly replied. As she stood, Gaston glared at the white-haired outsider.
When they were a safe distance away from the others Jack made no attempt to sound friendly.
"What are you doing?" He immediately asked.
"Ummm, what do you -"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Auditioning yesterday. You can't seriously want to be in the play. You don't even know anyone in theatre."
"Excuse me?" Elsa said, unable to believe he questioning her like this. "How would you know whether or not I'm serious about the play?"
"Come on, Elsa," Jack began. "You didn't even sign up for the audition, and you showed up right as it was ending. Did someone put you up to it? Is this some kind of practical joke?"
Elsa just stared at Jack. "What is your problem?" she finally managed.
"Nevermind," Jack said as he threw his hands in the air, walking away. See you at the callback.
"Alright, and our last pairing, Buttercup and Westley!" Mrs. Andalasia shouted. "Who would like to go first? Let's see, for Westley we have Jack and Eric, and for Buttercup we have Aurora and Elsa."
Elsa killed her callbacks with the other groups. She simply had a natural talent for playing a character like Buttercup. She was believable, and Jack was afraid he was starting to agree with Mrs. Andalasia.
"I'll go first!" Aurora volunteered.
"Fantastic! Jack, would you like to accompany?" Mrs. Andalasia asked.
"Yeah, no problem," Jack responded, walking onto the stage.
"Alright, scripts in hands please! Let's do the scene along the hilltop, page 42," Mrs. Andalasia commanded.
Jack and Aurora skimmed over the script to find that it was a scene both of them had already memorized.
"You ready?" Jack asked.
Aurora nodded and the two of them went through the scene as if they had already rehearsed and mastered it. Neither of them missing a beat.
"Excellent job! Now, can I have Elsa in for Buttercup, and, Jack, why don't you do this scene again and then we'll run them both over with Phillip,"
Jack stared at Elsa while she walked up onto the stage, not even glancing back at him.
"Ready?" he asked. Elsa nodded and took his hand.
They ran across the stage as if they were running from someone and stopped to argue every once in a while, as the scene commanded. As they reached the part where Buttercup becomes angry with Westley, Elsa very convincingly yelled at Jack with pain in her voice.
"You mocked me once, never do it again!" she yelled, " I died that day!" There was so much pain in her face and in her voice that Jack was thrown off for a second. Picking up his script, he found that he had no more lines to respond to her with. Following the blocking, he walked to the end of the stage and pretended to see something in the distance.
Walking over to him, Elsa muttered with disgust, "You can die too for all I care," before pushing him off the stage.
"Oh bravo! Bravo!" Mrs. Andalasia cheered. "That was perfect! Elsa, you were so believable! I could feel the rage with your performance! Ugh, and the pain! You are a natural!"
"Thank you," Elsa blushed. Noticing Jack as he walked back to the stage, she added, "I hope you aren't hurt. You seemed a little thrown off toward the end, I didn't mean to surprise you."
"Don't worry about it," Jack walked on, not even looking at her.
[Again, thank you guys SO MUCH for reading! I'm really excited about this, and I'll do my best to update often!]