Hi there! Sorry if I sound a bit monotone in the summary and author's notes. I do have emotion, no clue why I wrote it like that...anyways! MY LINE BREAKS WOULDN'T SHOW UP IN THE LAST CHAPTER! GRRRR! And that is one of my many emotions.

He responded. His girlfriend did too. When combined, our conversation sounded like this:

Hi Elsa. Classic coffee-phone number flirtation, nice. -Jack Frost 7:30 P.M.

I have my ways. ;) Sorry about that spilled coffee! -Elsa Andersen 7:35 P.M.

It's a good look for you, soaked shirts, I mean. And no need to apologize. -Jack Frost 7:37 P.M.

Whoever this is better stop flirting with my Jackie boo or else it'll be the last thing I ever do -Jack Frost 10:30 A.M.

*YOU ever do. XOXO, Punzie, HIS GIRLFRIEND! -Jack Frost 10:32 P.M.

Yeah. His girlfriend sounds like a real keeper, note that sarcasm. His second text threw me for a loop. I still blush when I read it. He's so freaking SMOOTH! How in the hell is he dating that sleezebag?! Of course I'm just judging by texts, but still! Her grammar is awful! I'm just happy Jack uses proper punctuation. Not many people do. So far he's on the good side, excluding that girlfriend, of course.

Today Anna was visiting me. She came over once in a while to check up on me, and gave me phone calls every few weeks or so. I couldn't wait to tell her about Jack! He was so dr-

"ELSA!" Anna shouted, hugging me tightly.

"Nice to-ow!-see-*grunt*-you too!" I said, struggling against her grip. She let me go, and I could finally breath again.

"How are you? How's the novel? Where did you get that gorgeous chair?!" As usual, Anna was all questions.

"Fine, it's almost complete, and it was a gift."

"A gift?" She laughed. "You said you didn't have friends!"

"Fine, I got it at Target. And I might have a friend, maybe." I was still trying to figure out why Jack didn't tell me about "Punzie." Did he want to cheat? Was he going to break up with her? Then again, we really didn't have much of a conversation.

"Sisters don't couuunnttt!" Anna singsonged, swiveling in my chair.

"It's not you."

Anna froze. She spun around and observed me. "Oh my god."

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's. A. BOY!" She yelled excitedly.

"Wha-How-What?!" I could feel the heat on my cheeks.

"Name? Number? Photo? Anything?"

I sat on my freshly made bed, staring at the ceiling. "His name is Jack. Jack Frost. He has white hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and absolutely turned my world upside down."

Anna went silent for the first time in her life. "Elsa...no. You can't."

"I'm sorry, I'm confused."

"Punzie..." She breathed softly.

I stood up quickly. "Hold on! You KNOW this bitch?!"

"Elsa, I-"

"How, how do you know her?" I asked.

"Well, she's a friend of mine. We hang out. Why do you care?"

"I..." I had no idea. I just, just-ARGH! I'm jealous. There, I said it. You're welcome.

"Never mind, Anna. How are YOU?"

Anna went on about how she met a lovely man named Hans who seemed on the verge of asking her out, which was okay with me. He seemed nice from Anna's description. We both met guys, which was very unusual for me. For Anna, this was normal. Kristoff was doing well, so was Olaf and Sven, Anna and Kristoff's friends. I did not tell Anna I had no job, knowing she'd take pity on me. I didn't need sympathy, for this novel was going to be a hit for sure. Wow, was I positive for once?! Jesus, Jack HAS changed my life.

After Anna left, I returned to my novel. I opened the first chapter and- oh fuck. Fuckity fuck.

This. Was. Awful. Someone DELETED ALL THE FILES.

Dun dun dun! Poor Elsa. Once, my English teacher wrote a 100-page thesis, then her computer began updating and she lost ALL OF IT. *shudder* Scary. However, Elsa's novel files were deleted manually.