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I've been having this huge brain-storming in my head and some new stories are bound to come! Probably Jelsa…or Frozen ;-)
I'm aiming for weekly chapters.
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Elsa POV!
"Anna, do you want to sit with us?" I asked.
Starting yesterday, Anna walked right by our table and sat at Hans's table. I was shocked when that happened, my casserole nearly falling out of my mouth. She made a small wave, but followed Hans like a small little puppy follows their master, not seeming to notice anything but Hans, her eyes following him only.
"Sorry, I'm sitting with Hans.." Anna said, while sighing.
"You don't sound sorry." I remarked harshly.
But Anna had floated away with Hans already, going off to his table.
Boys. All they do is tear girls' friendships apart. I scowled.
"What's the issue, Elsie?" Jack set down his lunch tray.
My expression softened. "Nothing, Frost."
"So, your day brightens up with me, doesn't it?" Jack flashed his eyebrows, waggling them in a ridiculous but flirtatious way."Don't deny that smile."
"Shut up." I smiled, slapping his arm lightly.
I was eating the next meal (dinner) with my friends and noticed that neither Hans nor Anna were present. Everyone else at their table was there, from those three blonde girls to Cinderella's step-sisters. Weird. For the whole dinner, I was distracted, staring at the door. Will it ever open? Where are they?
I spent most of my night worrying where they were. I had a bad feeling about Hans, but I had to give him a chance. If Anna could trust him, I'm sure he's okay.
Soon enough, the doors opened while we were eating dessert. I glanced up, to see Anna and Hans walking in, Anna unharmed. Jack's dorm mate, a muscular man called Kristoff, made a small awkward wave to Anna, who didn't notice.
I waved at Anna and called in a singsong tune,
"Do you wanna sit with us here?"
She turned her head, and was momentarily distracted from Hans. Good. She dragged Hans over to me.
"Come on, sit here today! I never sit with you anymore, come out the dorm, it's like you've gone away!"
It was true, I don't know where she was. Merida says that she is always in the dormitories, social networking, or with Hans. Of course, I couldn't tell my little sister to abandon Hans, especially in front of Hans himself!
"I promised Hans again, sorry." She giggled as she looped arms with Hans and bounded away, half-dragging Hans to his table.
Why did she come closer to our table, just to walk away?! Was she trying to annoy me purposely? What was she trying to do?! Is Anna stuck 'The One' (as she dubbed Hans) like glue? A good relationship has a perfect balance.
My ice cream melted into a big sloppy mess as I burned it with a glare meant for Hans and stabbed it violently with my spoon.
"I'm sure something like 'different dorm rooms' can't separate me from my sister!" My words echoed back to me. Well, she agreed, and look where we are now!
"Looks like they do." I remarked bitterly.
A thought struck me, and instead of blaming Anna or Hans, I blamed myself.
Was I really that bad of a big sister that Anna would choose her boyfriend over me? Guilt washed over me like a tsunami. What have I done? Have I failed in the older sister role and in school? If Anna and I get farther.. no.. I don't want to stand by and do nothing about it when I know I can prevent it! Of course, it seems like there is nothing I can do. I can only make it worse if I offend Hans… Or tell him to leave Anna alone. No doubt Anna would side up against me with him. I mean, I have been shutting her out, but not freely. Of course, Anna doesn't know why I did what I did…. I'm trying to reconnect, and I was so close…
Then Hans swooped in like an eagle with his wickedly sharp claws and stole the little field mouse, Anna, enticing her with his world in the sky she never has seen before.
"Hey, Elsa, you okay?" Jack asked, concern evident in his voice. Jack seemed like he couldn't be serious, but when he was serious, he was genuine.
"Not really." I said, gloomily poking my ice cream with my spoon.
"Hey," Jack reassured. "You wanna talk? I'm here."
"No, it's fine. It's just.. all my fault."I said flatly.
Why can't I tell him? My mind argued. He's trustworthy. Your first close friend other than Anna.
Because I don't want to burden others with my problems.
"No, it's not fine. I can tell. Elsa, what are you talking about? Nothing is your fault. You are the most amazing, kind, and gorgeo-..haha, I meant awesome." Jack smiled reassuringly.
"Thanks." My heart felt elevated, yet it was being pulled down by guilt and stress.
"Let's go." Jack said in a quiet, intense voice, holding on gently to my wrist. Like the wind, we were quickly out of the lunchroom without anyone noticing. He somewhat-pulled me down the hall as we ran.
"Here." Jack rounded a small corner. "When I want to think or be secretive, I climb into the vents. I prefer to climb the trees instead, but it's too obvious in autumn."
"This is awfully spy-esque." I smiled, despite feeling terrible.
"Jack Frost has many secrets." Jack winked. What he didn't tell me was that this was all improvised, and he went up there only to chase Toothless, who was running around in the vents during the night.
The room was some sort of janitor office, with cardboard boxes and shelves lined against the wall. Jack shoved some cardboard boxes to the centre, causing a film of dust to move into his face. He sneezed and looked so cute-
"Bless you." I said.
"Thanks." Jack replied. "Ladies first."
"I don't think this looks stable." I put a foot on the boxes and watched them wobble.
"Eh." Jack didn't seem to care. "A risk is fun?"
He held onto the boxes as I climbed up, just in case this risk didn't turn out to be fun.
I grabbed the vent lid and pulled it open. Climbing higher, I seized the opportunity and jumped into he vent, or at least, I tried to. My feet were awkwardly hanging down.
"Looks like someone needs a boost." Jack chuckled as I felt strong arms shove my legs up as I slid rather unceremoniously further down the vent. Jack followed me, climbing up nimbly.
I suddenly realized that I was wearing a skirt. Self-conscious, I blushed and scrambled to a sitting position.
"So, feel free to scream, shout, and let it all out. I did some mechanics during the night, you know, me being restless. Then I made it soundproof." Jack said boastfully. Again, it was another 'lie' made to impress me, unknown to me at the time. Hiccup was the one who did that to make sure people wouldn't hear Toothless running around at night.
"I never knew you were into mechanics." I smiled. I wasn't too sure though. Well again, maybe Jack had some hidden talents.
"Why would I be into them?" Jack asked.
"Oh, never mind." I chuckled.
"Oh, and don't try standing up." Jack warned. "It hurts."
Jack closed the vent behind us and brought up a flashlight for us to light up the dark tunnel.
I was suddenly aware I was in a small, enclosed space with Jack Frost, the guy that I maybe liked… Blushing, I pulled a strand of hair behind my ear and began to fiddle with my shoes strap.
"So, what's the matter?"
"Particles." I responded, my inner science geek coming out.
Jack facepalmed. "You better not ruin this by making winter puns in atom."
"Atom.. So formal." I laughed. "Why not Fall? Wait, that pun doesn't even work, Frost!"
Both of us just sat there, laughing at our inner science-geeks coming out and our horrible puns.
"So anyway," Jack continued, after we had finished laughing, "I hate to ruin the good mood, but what's been bothering you?"
"Well.." I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my knees, a familiar position for me. "I just…"
"You can tell me anything." Jack said, intensely staring into my eyes with his own blue-grey eyes. "I promise I will never tell."
A part of me felt crazy. I am actually trusting this guy I met almost a month ago with my life secret, and not Anna, no one but him!
What would your father say? My mind warned.
I saw Anna, calling me a monster for rejecting Hans. I pictured being called a monster just because I stood up for myself.
"Jack.. to tell the truth…. I.. well.. I can't." I couldn't say it, I was at a loss for words. My mouth was pressed in a firm straight line as I felt tears slipping out of my eyes, just thinking about it. I felt so weak! Conceal, don't feel. I failed at that, so I lowered my head, hoping that Jack wouldn't notice.
"Hey, hey, Elsa," Jack cooed comfortingly, "Shh, it's going to be okay. Sometimes you just have to Let it Go."
He did something that surprised me: he wrapped his arm around me and enveloped me in a hug.
"Don't worry, nothing is your fault." Jack said, rubbing my back comfortingly and letting me cry on him.
Who would've known that a seemingly stereotypical bad-boy could be so gentle and reassuring?
"I feel so weak." I sniffed, fresh tears forming and falling on Jack's sweater.
"No, no, it's just a way of letting it go." Jack reassured me. "You don't have to tell me what's wrong.."
I suddenly realized how Jack must be so good at this because he's such a ladies' man. Also, I was on an emotional roller coaster today! I snickered, thinking about that. This really was a roller coaster.
Jack smiled faintly. "Tears don't suit a face as beautiful as yours."
I blushed.
"Well, uh, I'm going to let it go." I decided. "Jack-"
I ended up talking about my childhood, a piece of my life that was shrouded in mystery. Basically, I needed to take over the company my parents ran, and be the very best like no one ever was. I didn't want to feel like I was failing them…I did once. And I always rejected any offers of anything, because I had to study or whatever to take over the business, leaving Anna alone and friendless. It made me miserable, but I tried to think of the future and a time when I wouldn't have that pressure on me… Then I could finally play with Anna. I wore gloves sometimes to hide all the writing callouses on my hands that would bleed and peel, but I started to get used to it, I guess. Basically, they were like burns, but I had no idea why.
"..Now, I'm such a horrible sister that she rejected me today! She went to sit with Hans, who made the worst impression on me by eating Anna's sandwich!"
Jack laughed a lot at that part, the other parts; nodding in sympathy or gasping when hearing about my hands.
"Wait, Hans of the Southern Isles?" Jack asked, somewhat shocked.
As soon as I confirmed it, Jack's eyes widened.
"What's up with those 'manly' eyelashes of his?"Jack gagged. "Hans doesn't even have a publicly known last name, we just call him Hans of the Southern Isles. You know, he's trouble. Stay away from him."
If Jack didn't trust him, he must have a pretty good reason. I decided not to trust Hans either.
"You know, you are an amazing big sister, and an amazing person." He said intensely. "Don't let anyone make you think differently."
Jack decided to tell me a story this time: about his childhood. He saved his sister from falling into thin ice, but fell in himself. Almost dying, he struggled for his life but was rescued, and became sick after that. He had to stay in the hospital for a long time. Then, he gained a troublemaker reputation and was sent to this "fancy" boarding school because he was "too much for the club (school) to handle."
"Your childhood is so epic but scary." I said. "I would've preferred that to mine."
"You know, your childhood you deserved was robbed from you." Jack looked downcast. "That's unfair. But hey, let's make up for it."
"Where should I start?" I asked, leaning in subconsciously.
We leaned in closer and closer, and I closed my eyes, subconsciously. I could see the flawless paleness of Jack's face. I just saw Jack's entrancing eyes and him, not the distance between us.
We were an inch apart when Jack yelled,
"Shut up!"
Startled, I opened my eyes. We noticed the distance between us and we jerked back simultaneously, both of us turning pink.
"Sorry?" I asked. "Did I say something?"
"No no no!" Jack turned red. "I uh…heard some rats."
"There are rats here?" I asked, suspiciously.
"No, I mean, ugh, never mind." Jack ran a hand through his hair, usually something he did when he was in an awkward situation, thinking, or just trying to be Mr. Mysterious.
We had an awkward silent moment, and then there was a suspicious crash. I was sure that Jack was swearing under his breath. He crawled back to the vent entrance and pulled on the vent cover, his knuckles turning white with the effort. It was hopeless, it was locked.
Jack then noticed a blanket lying on top of the lid, with some sort of paper on it. He opened the folded paper and blushed. Stuffing it in his pocket, he made no comment. I didn't press him for details.
"Hey, uh, it's getting late." Jack said uneasily. "And we're kinda locked in here…"
"What?" I panicked. "I need to get back to my dormitory! What are they going to think?!"
"Don't worry about what people think." Jack said, throwing the blanket at me. "Sounds like you need a little fun instead. Looks like we're stuck up here though, so I can't escape from the school with you to go to the arcade or whatever. Not fun. Anyways, you want the blanket?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, confused, but comforted by Jack's reassurance.
"We're sleeping up here." Jack said.
My face turned red. I was not just in, but SLEEPING in a small, enclosed, confined space with Jack Frost right beside me, the guy who I kind of liked.
"Uh, it's cold though." I said, feeling bad.
"The cold never bothered me anyway." He remarked.
"That was my line!" I stuck my tongue out childishly.
"The cold never bothered US anyways." He corrected. "Happy, Frost Babe?"
"Not that name!"
We started a small friendly banter, but eventually, neither of us took the blanket. Laughing, I threw it at Jack.
As best as we could, we kept our distance but were somewhat forced to be close unless I wanted Jack's feet in my face or vice-versa. Luckily, the vent was somewhat wide, its diameter allowing two to lie.
"Goodnight, Elsie." Jack yawned, and turned over.
I closed my eyes and heard Jack's gentle snoring/breathing as I finally felt..accepted. I found someone like me, but not like me at the same time. The same, yet opposites. I glanced at Jack. He looked so peaceful, so cute. In an act of kindness, I put the blanket over Jack, who seemed to fall asleep way too easily and quickly. And then I saw his eye open slightly and the corner of his lips curve upwards in a smirk.
"Cozy, are you?" I asked, blushing. I was so grateful that it was dark!
"Some people fall asleep quickly, but are woken up easily." Jack remarked. "I'm cozier than you, at least I'm not wearing a scratchy uniform! This hoodie is warm too."
"Goodnight, Jack." I said, lying down again, shivering a bit while feeling the weird coldness of the hard vent. "And stop gloating in my face!"
During the night, I could have sworn that I felt something being put on me while I was asleep, if that is possible. When I woke up, Jack's hoodie was on top of me, like a blanket. His hoodie was surprisingly soft and it smelt like pine and like cold if that had a smell.
I turned around and I was face-to-face with Jack. I almost screamed, but I quickly turned over, a blush growing on my cheek. I didn't think we were that close together... Squirming over, I inched my way towards the side of the vent, away from Jack.
I stayed still as I heard Jack yawn and stretch, moving around. He sits up, and the blanket falls off of him.
He sighed as he stretched, but then lay back down. Then I felt him playing with my hair, but I wasn't so sure. I was facing the wall and could barely make out a reflection of Jack. Blushing even more, I tried to ignore it.
"Had your fun?" I asked, deciding to tease him.
Jack blushes and immediately lets go of my hair. "Uh."
"Are you always this articulate?" I asked,
Jack changes the topic. "I think we're late.."
Checking my watch, I realize that we slept in until noon.
I thought of my father...would we he say?
"Elsa, I sent you to this school to study, not to fool around."
Stay cool, Elsa.
Breathe in, breathe out.
"Don't worry." Jack said. "Hey, the vent's unlocked! Uh, so let's go!"
He hurriedly slipped down the opening and then he stacked boxes in a staircase for me to walk down on.
"Aw, what a gentleman. Thanks." I said, winking. "And how did you even slide all the way down here?"
"Jack magic." Jack responded, ruffling my hair a bit. "So, you wanna go have ice cream again? It's on me."
My dad and school can wait. I decided. It's time to have a little fun instead.
Pokémon reference, anyone? Let it Go!
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