Honestly, I think this story sucks and it might be getting boring... but some of you seem to like it, so yeah.
TheOneMagic: You review so much and your reviews are so kind! I sometimes get feels over my own story too, gah but its so nice! Puppy love is adorable 3
Elsa's eyes fluttered open. She shielded her face from the sun light sleeping through the curtains. She sat up and looked at the grandfather clock. Seven more hours until the party. Elsa sat up, her body groaning in dismay. She slipped out of bed and into the shower. Elsa pulled the soft cloth of her blue dress onto her body. She brushed out her hair into soft waves until she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" She shouted and emerged from the bathroom, a light fog dusting the bedroom. A servant entered the room and put down a silver platter which she guest was her breakfast.
"Thank you." Elsa nodded to the servant. He didn't say anything. He gave a small bow and left the room, closing the door behind himself. Elsa opened the dome and ate her small meal. Elsa tied her hair back to its original French braid. About six more hours left until the party. Elsa walked it of her room, her glass he's clicking against the floor. Everyone was most likely either outside in the garden decorating or in the kitchen baking. She passed the old door she saw earlier and stopped in her tracks. Elsa looked around and walked towards the door. She wrapped her milky fingers around the knob and gave it a slight pull, hoping it would open easily. Her hopes slithered away when it didn't. Elsa gave a harder thug to the knob. The door shrieked open. The noise echoes through the halls. Elsa winced and froze, her shoulders lifting slightly so no one can see her face. What was she kidding; she was the only girl there for that matter. Elsa glanced around to luckily see no one watching. She squeezed herself through the door and closed it gently behind her. When she turned around, the sight amazed her. Every corner and every wall was covered in glass, shattered or not. Pieces of glass and rose petals were spread across the floor. Small pocket watches hung from the ceiling and a large grandfather clock was off to the side. She faced one of the mirrors to see Jack staring back at he. She gawked at the image and the Jack in the looking glass seemed to as well. He seemed to mouth Elsa, but it seemed more like a question by the way his brows furrowed.
"Jack? Is that really you?" She looked at the mirror confusion plastered in her delicate features. What was she thinking? It was just a mirror.. Hopefully. But it did seen like the real Jack. The clocks tick-tocks were easily audible in the silence. The grandfather clock rang loudly, shaking the mirrors. She looked over her shoulder and gawked at the time. The party was in a matter of minutes. But how? She wasn't here for hours, was she? Although feeling silly, she waved to the image of Jack in the looking glass and hesitantly the image waved back. She left the room in a daze and quietly stalked off to find the garden.
Jack's Pov:
Images flickered on the mirrors until it landed on one picture of pure beauty. In the mirror he saw Elsa. But this wasn't just an image, it was a video or recording. She was entering what seemed to be a room by the look of wonder written on her pretty little face. She was looking around a room which seemed similar to the one he was in. Then she turned and looked directly at him. Jack took a step back in confusion when she came closer to the mirror. He then returned to his place next to the mirror and his eye brows knit together.
"Elsa?" He asked. Wait. Like she would hear him, this was probably a figment of his imagination. No way she was really there. Until her mouth moved as well.
She seemed to say something around the lines of "Jack? Is that really you?" Jack's throat closed up and they stared at each other for a little. Elsa had her silky hair in a French braid that went over her shoulder. She wore the same dress he saw her in the other picture in. Elsa's eyes then went wide and she turned around to look at something he didn't quite see. She reached the door of the room and turned to him. Elsa raised her hand in a small wave and he returned it hesitantly. Once she left Jack processes what happened.
"What just happened?" He thought out loud, a twisted expression on his face. The looking glass swirls into a new image. This time it was Elsa striding through the halls of what seemed to be a castle, entering a large garden which consisted of... Creatures of himself?
Jack, why you gotta be so stupid? You just saw a picture of them in the last chapter. I'm sorry its so short, I got lazy ;3;