Look! I had time for one more! Okay, a lot of hateful things going towards Jack. I don't blame you, but it's almost making me sad, but, I guess you'll find out why a jerkwad like him deserves to make me sad about his hate in a few seconds...

"Jack, you better clean up your act," Jasmine said.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" He asked, bewildered.

"I know about you and Kate," she said viciously.

"Hey, leave Kate out of this," he snapped defensively.

"So you do like her," Jasmine said slyly, strutting around the dark room that she had dragged him into.

"I said leave her out of this." He remembered how Kate had taken the last time Jasmine had simply talked to her, he couldn't imagine what she would do if Jasmine went full out.

"Maybe. You know how good I am at finding dirt," she said, twisting her hair.

"You are such a-"

"Go on. Say it." She said, staring him straight in the eyes. "I dare you."

He glared back but didn't say anything, knowing that Kate would pay if he did.

"Just leave Kate out of this," he said one last time.

"That depends," she replied thoughtfully.

"What do you want?" He asked, knowing where this was heading.

She twirled around. "Convince me."

"What?"

She walked over, backing him into the wall. "Convince me that Kate is nothing to you."

"Fine. Kate's nothing to me," he said, walking away.

"I don't think so." She snarled, slamming him back. For such a tiny girl she had some muscles.

"Ow," he muttered.

"Convince me that you love me, and me alone!" She hissed.

"You promise you'll leave Kate out of this?" He said, narrowing her eyes. He couldn't say that he was shocked to see this side of Jasmine.

"I promise to leave Kate out of this." She replied.

That wasn't good enough for him, but anything was better than what she could- and would- do.

"I don't care about her."

"I'm not convinced." She said.

He groaned, frustrated. He flipped her around so that he was the one pinning her to the wall.

"I. Don't. Care. About. Her." He snarled, clenching his teeth.

Jasmine didn't respond, only looked at him with a bored look.

He inwardly sighed. Looked like he'd have to take it up a notch.

Good thing he was a good actor.

"You don't understand!" He said, turning to a pleading tone. "I really don't care about her!"

Jasmine looked genuinely surprised at his act of tone, but she returned his stare, still gazing at him, waiting for more.

"I don't care about her! I only care about you, please believe me," he said, meaning the last part. If he didn't do this, who knows what kind of hell she would put Kate through.

She kept staring at him.

"I've only ever cared about you, not her. I was just using her, okay? I don't care about Kate!"

She looked at him. Her eyes met his, and they said, 'I'm not convinced.'

So, he took a risk, kissing her on the lips.

Jasmine was really doing all the kissing, he was just standing there. He let her kiss him for a few seconds before breaking away and pretending to kiss her neck.

When he reached her ear, he hissed, "Happy?"

He shoved her off of him, stalking off.

"Now leave Kate alone," he threatened, slamming the door on his way out.

He walked in a huff all the way to the practice rooms. He didn't plan on telling Kate about this. It would only make her upset that Jasmine was out to get her. He had seen the things that Jasmine would do to 'get to him' to other girls, and since he was actually interested in Kate, he almost shuddered at the thought of what she'd do to Kate.

Speaking of which, he happened to run into Kate on the way to his practice room.

Literally.

"Oh, hey," he laughed.

Kate didn't say anything, just waited for him to get up.

"Sorry about that," he said, offering to help him up.

Kate just stared at his arm, getting up on her own.

"O...kay..." He muttered, taking his hand back.

Kate started to walk off.

Uh oh, cold shoulder.

He sighed, hurrying after her.

"Okay, what's up with you?" He asked. He actually had to walk pretty fast to keep up with Kate's pace.

She didn't respond, just kept looking straight ahead.

"Kate," he said. Nothing.

"Kate?" Still nothing.

"What'd I do this time?" He said, stopping her with his hands on her shoulders to force her to look at him.

She gave him a very hard look.

He couldn't describe it. It was one of Kate's looks.

It wasn't a glare, it wasn't angry. It wasn't sad, either. It was just...nothing. But it said whatever she wanted it to.

This time, it looked like she was about to say something with her mouth slightly opened, but she snapped it shut after a second. Her eyes read, 'You have got to be kidding me.'

"Kate, what?" He was so confused.

She scoffed quietly, tearing herself away and walking off again.

This time, he didn't follow her.

Kate walked on. How dare he? The nerve. She felt like she had been here before.

Probably because she had.

Oh right, this was only like the millionth time he'd done something to mess everything up. Of course, she had been the one to start all the messes...

But she couldn't think about that right now.

Why did Jack have to do that to her? Of all the times. Well, now was a good a time as any to figure out. At least she didn't tell him.

She couldn't focus.

As she walked through the halls back to her dorm, she ran into Jasmine.

She smirked, grabbing Kate and flinging her into an empty classroom.

"So," she said deviously. Kate shuddered.

"Um, hi-hi, Jasmine," she said, trying to remain calm.

"Listen up, you better stay away from Jack." She snarled.

"N-no problem there," she said sadly.

"Glad we had this chat," Jasmine said very perky and bright, sauntering off.

Kate slid down the wall, huddling in a corner by herself in the dark classroom.

"Kate? Are you okay?" She heard someone call.

The lights flicked on and two people came into the room.

Punzie and Astrid walked to her.

"Are you okay? We saw Jasmine drag you in here," Astrid said.

Kate nodded. "I'm fine."

"What did she say?" Punzie asked, concerned.

It was weird for someone else other than Hiccup and Jack to care about her.

"She just...warned me to stay away from Jack." Was all she told them. Which was the truth.

"Oh. Well, you shouldn't listen to her," Astrid said.

"But do be careful. The last girl who tried to get Jack ended up-"

"Wait, wait, wait. I'm not 'trying to get Jack.' I don't even like him!" She protested.

Punzie and Astrid both gave her looks.

"Oh please, even Astrid can see you guys have something going on," Punzie replied.

"Hey!" Astrid said, but she was smiling at Kate.

Kate sighed. "Well, whatever it was, it's definitely nothing. I just caught him..."

"Oh no, what did he do?" Punzie asked, sitting down next to her. Astrid slid down on the other side.

"H-he was kissing someone else. But, it doesn't matter. I shouldn't have trusted him. I really thought he was my friend and that he wouldn't lie to me. Although, I guess it isn't my business..."

"Of course it's your business!" Astrid fumed. Mumbling something very un-ladylike.

"Astrid, language," Punzie scolded.

"But you do like him?" Punzie asked, raising her eyebrows.

"What? No, I-"

"Okay, she does, moving on," Astrid cut in.

"You guys, I don't-"

"Well, it's obvious he liked her. He's never shown interest in any other girl, even though he's probably dated half the girl here at some point or another."

"I don't like-"

"But didn't Jasmine normally chase them off?"

"I don't care about these-"

"Yeah. When things got serious-looking, she got serious."

"Okay, well," Kate stood up. They had been ignoring her the whole time.

"Oh, sorry. But really Kate, it's okay if you like Jack." Punzie soothed.

"Well, first of all, no it isn't, and second, I don't like Jack that-"

They cu her off just with their stares.

"Okay, fine, maybe a little. But it's not like it matters," she admitted, rushing to say the last part before they could get a word in.

"That jackass." Astrid muttered beneath her breath.

"I don't know. It doesn't really sound like Jack," Punzie said thoughtfully.

Actually, it sounds exactly like him.

"I should get back to my dorm, thanks, guys, really," Kate said.

They smiled at her, getting up.

"It's nice talking to you when you actually talk," Punzie said.

"Yeah. I kind of have...shyness...issues..." She replied.

Astrid laughed. "Don't be afraid to just...let it go."

Kate stared at her.

Even though it was a reference to the song Kate had sung at the winter festival, it was more than that.

"What?"

Don't be afraid to just...let it go.

Where did one think she got the inspiration to write that song in the first place?

It had just been something silly Jack had said to her, and he probably hadn't even remembered he had said it. She had written that song in metaphor to letting go of her past when she moved in with the Hopes. Jack as her final inspiration.

"Sorry," she said, snapping out of it. "Nice talking to you."

"Oh, wait! Let me see your phone!" Punzie asked.

"Um, okay," she hesitantly handed Punzie her phone.

Punzie typed something quickly in for a few seconds, a few more buttons, another round of furious numbers, and handed it back.

"See you around!" She said, walking out.

She looked down at her phone.

On her contact list, she had originally had four numbers; Bob's, Catheryn's, Hiccup's, and Jack's.

Now, she had six. Punzie and Astrid. It was nice.

She smiled.

Jack slammed the door to his dorm.

"What happened to you?" Hiccup asked.

"Nothing," Jack replied curtly, jumping on his bed.

Hiccup thought to himself.

Stay here and stay out of it, or go over and get involved in more drama.

He sighed.

Toothless hopped up on his desk, demanding to be pet.

He scratched his ears and the small cat purred.

The cat looked over at Jack, then stealthily leapt to the ground.

He stalked over to him, then, when he was close enough, he pounced on top of him.

"Argh! Get your cat off of me, Hiccup!" He shouted, wrestling with Toothless.

"Toothless!" Hiccup scolded half-heartedly.

"What would I do without you," Jack panted when Toothless finally hopped away.

"I'm sure you would die of depression," Hiccup said dramatically.

"Well, I might die of depression soon," he threatened.

Hiccup held his hands up in surrender. "Fine, fine. But what's up now?"

Jack groaned and fell back down on his bed.

"Does everything have to happen to me?"

"Is this your drama or Kate's drama?"

"A little bit of both," he admitted.

"Great." Hiccup sat down on his bed, shooing Toothless off. For such a sleek-haired cat he shed a whole awful lot.

There was a long pause.

"Are you going to tell me?" Hiccup finally asked.

Jack sighed. "Well, Kate's all mad at me for who-knows-what now and I don't even know what for."

"Oh. Well, I can find that out for you," he suggested.

"Thanks. And then, Jasmine is threating Kate-"

"Wait, what?" hiccup gasped.

Jack nodded, a sour expression on his face.

"Uh oh. That's not good."

"Definitely not," Jack agreed.

"What'd she want from you this time?" Hiccup asked.

"To 'convince her' that I didn't like Kate." He said angrily.

"Well, that's not too bad," he offered.

"No, but she never lets it go unless she gets a kiss out of it, so..."

"Well, it shut her up, right?"

"That's what I'm afraid of." Jack rolled off of his bed, going to the kitchen to get a drink.

"Wait, you're afraid she won't shut up?"

"No, believe me, I'm all for locking her in a room and letting her rot there, but her promise was too vague. I'm afraid she's still gonna go after Kate anyways."

"I see what you mean. But why's Kate mad?"

"That's the thing..."

"You think-"

"Uh huh."

"This isn't good." Hiccup said. getting up as well.

"If she set it up, then Kate would have seen it. Jasmine's plans never have flaws. At least, none that I've seen."

"We need to tell Kate."

"But she won't listen to me, she'll think it's just a lie," he said. "It was in a dark room, I don't think she saw that it was Jasmine, but she would definitely have seen me." He pointed to his hair just for show.

"I can try to talk to her..." Hiccup said.

"You can try. I don't think that'll blow over too well." He said, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

"This is hard."

"I think we should just give her time to cool down and maybe she'll be willing to listen." Jack asked. He would try to keep talking to her, but he got the feeling she wouldn't want to listen.

"Okay. But I am going to try to talk to her," Hiccup said. They both cared about their friend and didn't want her hurt like they knew she would be.

Hiccup left to go meet up with a group of mechanic majors, so Jack grabbed his phone.

Jack: Hey Kate

Nothing.

Jack: Kate, answer me

Still nothing.

Jack: I know you're there, and I know you're probably not going to answer

He kept typing.

Jack: I'm going to keep txting you until you answer

Jack:Kate

Jack: Answer me

Jack: I know what you're mad about

After that, he got a reply almost straight away. He smiled until he read it.

Kate: Do you now?

Jack: I'm sorry, please just listen to me

Kate: Please just stop

Jack: Look, I know you saw...that

Kate: Later, Jack

Jack: Please listen

But he didn't get a reply.

He'd just have to keep trying. He did plan on giving Kate her space to cool down and have enough time to decide on whether or not to listen to him, but that didn't mean that he was going to give up.

Falcon88: oh okay, I think I could pretty much figure that out. I didn't mean it like that, otherwise she'd never be able to tell. That would actually be interesting ut, no. I'm sure a lot of people are feeling that way. I never really did cuz I had this planned so there's that. And haha...yeah...looks like it's a little late for that one now but thank you holding it in kind of :)

ATA: lol there's a reason

Rose: uh, well, I don't know. Remember, though, Jack only ever liked Elsa (and now Kate, even though she is Elsa...I made this very confusing for myself...) so there wouldn't exactly be "competition." More like one-sided obsessions over him. Not that Kate is obsessed, unlike some girls *cough cough girl* in this story.

Snowman: uuuuuuuuhh...okay, let's see here... well, think of it this way; you always let your father rant on about being the best to you without so much as a peep and the one time you do say something, you end up getting in fatal car crash and losing your family. Of course you're going to feel guilty. And sheesh, do you guys have no faith in Jack? Trick question, of course you don't ;P but honestly, I like the Fanfics where Jack is forced to say or do something to protect Elsa, but when he does it on his own will, it gets tough. I just think, it's a good plot twist I just wonder how the h-e-double-hockey-stick Elsa will forgive him. I mean, I sure wouldn't in my personal opinion. But I liked that idea and how he was just protecting Kate. Maybe it seems like he should have stood up for her, but, Jasmine is evil and he knows it. I hope you hate Jack less now.

Michelle-Lee: thank you to the one person who has faith in Jack. And actually, you were pretty spot on. Exactly spot on, to be precise. And thanks!

adrianazaba: haha, I had a little extra time so I whipped this chapter up just for you guys! Sorry if it's a little rushed, I literally wrote this in like, thirty minutes. Maybe longer, I don't know. I have difficulty telling the difference between five minutes and fifty minutes. And I actually looked on your profile, and I have no actual idea what country your flag is, haha. But yeah, I assume so since I live in the U.S.

DragonIceFury: lol I have so many reviews, sorry! (but I love them so keep 'em coming!)

Guest: well, I have this really cute idea for the ending so Imma have to say probably not on that

shobbs10: yeah... hey Michelle-Lee, we have another one! Yay!

Alright, see you guys next Sunday!