Elsa's POV/Dream

"Jack, I love you" I told him.

Jack took a step back. "What do you mean Elsa?" Jack asked. "We are just friends and we will never be more than that."

A tear slipped down my face. So this is what a heartbreak feels like.

"REJECTED!" I heard someone yell. I turned around and realized that I was in the theater on the stage. The whole school behind me, laughing, and pointing.

I collapsed, on the floor, now bailing.

"Elsa" a gentle voice called out. I turned around and saw Anna holding hands with Kristoff. Behind her Punzie and Flynn were holding hands, next to Merida and Hiccup who were also holding hands.

"It looks like I was wrong sis" Anna said. "Jack doesn't actually like you. Seems that Vanessa girl beat you to it."

"Vanessa?" I asked in disbelief.

"I'm sorry Elsa" Jack said as Vanessa walked up to him. "It just happened."

Vanessa shot me a look of victory as Jack wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips.

My world started to spin. Jack and Vanessa. Jack loves her, and he will never love me.

3rd Person

Elsa woke up startled. She took a deep breath and grabbed her nearby phone.

"It's only 6" she said. "I still have time to get ready…" Elsa paused observing her surroundings. She was lying on a queen size bed, a TV not too far in front of her. The room was a calming shade of blue. Then it clicked, Elsa turned beside her, and there was Jack fast asleep.

"Jack" Elsa whispered shaking him slightly. "Jack?"

"Huh" Jack said sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "Elsa?"

"We both fell asleep last night" Elsa explained. "I need to get home, my parents are probably freaking out."

"Snowflake you have a phone for a reason" Jack said with a yawn.

Elsa turned on her phone. 53 messages, and 21 missed calls.

Elsa dialed her father's number.

"Elsa where are you?" Elsa's father asked. "We were debating whether to call the police!"

"I'm so sorry" Elsa responded honestly. "I fell asleep at Jack's house."

"You slept at a boy's house!" Her father repeated, outraged. "Elsa do not tell me that you guys…"

"No!" Elsa interrupted quickly. "You know I wouldn't do that." Elsa heard a deep sigh from the phone.

"Okay Elsa just come home as soon as you can, we can talk after school" her father explained. "Do you need me to come pick you up?"

Elsa put down the phone and looked at Jack pleadingly. A car ride with her father did not exactly sound fun. "Could you…"

"Of course" Jack interrupted, reading her mind. "Just let me get ready first."

Elsa nodded her head. "Jack can take me home" she said into the phone.

"See you soon" her father said before hanging up the phone.

Elsa was not looking forward to their future conversation.

"So Snowflake, you think your dad will be mad?" Jack asked as Elsa hoped back into his car after getting ready at her house.

"Most likely, yes" Elsa said. "Of course he will calm down once I fully convince him nothing happened between us. That we just accidentally fell asleep."

Jack shot Elsa a confused look, before focusing back on driving. "What could have happened between us…" Jack trailed off for a second, his eyes wide with realization. "Oh."

Elsa turned scarlet. "I've tried to explain that we are just friends" Elsa told Jack. "He just doesn't understand. He gives me a whole lecture about how high school relationships can ruin your future. Like I even care. Sometimes my life feels fake, with all the constant lying I do. The way I always pretend to be this perfect daughter."

Jack suddenly remembered reading something on Facebook about the best way to comfort someone, can sometimes just be to listen. He decided to accept the free advice. "That sucks Elsa."

"Tell me about it" Elsa said with a groan. "He didn't even want me to do this play. He only agreed because I wrote it. My father at least thinks writing is a practical passion to have, so he doesn't criticize it. Though don't get me wrong, my father is truly amazing, he just gets carried away trying to make sure my future turns out alright."

"Does he do the same with Anna?" Jack asked.

"No, my sister is following in my mother's footsteps" Elsa explained. "And wants to be a fashion designer too."

Jack nodded his head.

"I really do like my dad's company, just not the pressure that comes with it" Elsa said.

"Just remember Elsa" Jack said. "Tu es fantastique."

Elsa giggled slightly. "Et tu es spectacular."

"Glad to see we both remember some French" Jack said.

"We did take it in 8th, 9th, and 10th grade" Elsa added. "I would have continued with it, but my dad didn't think French was the best choice. He assumed that Spanish would have been more useful. Il est difficile."

Jack laughed as he parked the car. They headed into the building together, talking.

The whole day after that went by smoothly, and in Elsa's opinion, why too fast. She honestly felt as if it hadn't even happened.

"See you later Els" Jack said as he got in his car. "For our first performance of your musical."

Elsa's heart sank as she drove home. Her musical. It is completely her fault if anything goes wrong. And what if everyone has been lying to her, and she is actually a terrible actress.

Elsa approached her front door, dreading having to leave her house again tonight.

"I'm glad you're home Elsa" her father said pleasantly as she walked in. He was holding a newspaper, a cup of tea beside him.

Who reads newspapers anymore, Elsa thought. Either way Elsa had completely forgot that her father wanted to have a talk with her.

"Thank you father" Elsa replied sweetly. She sat down on the chair across from him.

"I want to know exactly what lead to your little sleepover last night" Elsa's father demanded.

Elsa nodded her head and began speaking, choosing each word carefully. "We were watching a comedy, and due to the recent increase in homework, I was tired. Some time during the movie I drifted to sleep" Elsa explained.

"I see" her father said. "And nothing at all happened between you."

"Nothing happened" Elsa repeated impatiently. "Do you seriously not trust me!"

"No Elsa, I trust you" her father assured. "I just don't trust him."

"He's not like that" Elsa argued. "Besides we are just friends."

"Though you wish you were more" Egner, Elsa's father, said calmly. "I believe I am correct to assume this."

A tint of pink appeared on Elsa's cheek. She did not respond.

"I want you to know Elsa, despite my view on high school relationships, I am okay with you dating this boy" Egner said. "I can tell he makes you happy, and that makes me happy."

Elsa smiled wildly. "Thank you" she said. "You don't understand what that means to me. Though… Jack doesn't exactly see me that way."

Egner smiled. "You never know" he said getting up and walking away.