As always, reviews at the bottom. And I just wanna say, that ending on the last chapter was one of my favorites for this story:) it was probably really cheesy but I loved it nonetheless. Onwards now!
Kate ran on, not stopping to think about Jack. He had been about to apologize. Maybe she should've let him. She still missed him terribly...
No. She couldn't. She had left everything behind for a reason.
Then why did you let him in?
Kate didn't have an answer to her own question.
She just felt so confused, overwhelmed, and scared. She didn't ask for any of this. Guess that was what she got for going to BPAA. She should just focus on what she came here for. But she couldn't shake the infuriating yet painful ache that raked through her stomach as she ran on.
When she woke the next morning, she found Nevara fast asleep on her pillow. She smiled and pet the small cat. She had been doing well in the past few days. At least one of them was, she sighed.
She avoided Jack the next day, and he avoided her. He was probably giving her space. He used to do that. But he normally caved after a couple days and forced her to tell him what was wrong...
She really needed to stop thinking about this. She pushed all things Jack-related out of her mind and focused on what the teacher was saying.
The rest of the week passed by in a flurry, and soon enough, Kate was all alone to be free for the weekend.
She was quick to run to the practice since she had forgotten her practice sheets there, and went back to her dorm. She paused at the sight waiting for her.
Jack was leaning against her door, looking bored.
She took a deep breath and flattened the top of her bun. What should she do?
She didn't want another reason to let him in again, so she decided against acknowledging him.
"Excuse me," she said politely when she reached her dorm.
"Hey Kate," he greeted brightly.
Kate moved past him to unlock her dorm. She stepped inside but before she could close the door Jack slipped in as well.
"I love your bed sheets!" He announced, falling on them. Kate raised her one eyebrow. So denial was his approach?
She shook her head. Why did everything have to be about something? Couldn't he for once just be doing something nice like he used to? Maybe, but that doesn't mean I want him here.
She sighed. Stupid feelings.
"Hey, I'm sorry, okay?" Jack said, sitting up.
Kate sighed again. She should do something about that habit. "No, I'm sorry. I kinda flipped out for no reason..."
She didn't want to explain herself, and luckily Jack saved her.
"So all good?" Kate almost took a step back.
Jack would always say that when they made up after what petty fights they used to have. They had been too joined at the hip to be mad at each other for long. Looks like he was still there. Whether that was a good or bad thing, Kate was still figuring that out.
She gave a small smile, nodding.
"Good," he pulled Nevara onto his lap, stroking her. She purred and Kate came to sit by him, petting her silky ears.
"Anyways, I need to study so you should probably get out now," she said, trying not to sound too rude but failing miserably. But Jack was used to it and laughed.
"Getting rid of me so soon?" He smirked.
"No, I didn't that, I just-"
"What, can't handle me by yourself?"
"You and you're over-sized ego," Kate muttered before widening her eyes in shock and slapping a hand over her mouth. Did she really just say that? She hadn't meant to insult him. She never insulted anyone!
But he was...laughing. "See? I knew you had a sense of humor in you. We'll get to you, just yet, you wait and see!"
Kate smiled, still sitting when Jack got up and left.
When he was gone, Kate frowned. Why did Jack have to be so complicated?
Jack was very happy walking down the halls. He had patched things up with Kate and he had someone he felt he could just slightly let loose around. Kate was always kind, and he was glad to see her sarcastic and snarky side. It wasn't something she showed often. She would be much easier to get along with if she smiled more. Like, really smiled, not just the small little fake smiles she always gave.
It was always nice to see her smile.
But this weekend, Jack and Anna would be searching around for some clues. Then, next time, Anna would be able to go to the hospital for some records while Jack could drive around maybe even back to Arendelle. Arendelle was really right next to Corona, just smaller.
Jack wanted it to be the next day already.
"Oh, sorry I-oh, hey Kate!" He said the next day as he landed on top of her. Again.
"We keep meeting like this," she whispered, sounding a little crushed.
He chuckled, "Sorry."
He got up and helped her stand. She brushed off her jacket, the light blue leather one, along with a white v-neck shirt. She had turquoise green jeggings on and her hair was forever in that bun.
"I'm just running off somewhere, sorry to run into you, again, you know, anyways, I gotta run, see you around!" He called and excitedly darted away.
Kate could hear a crash and a faint "Sorry!"
She smiled. He and her sister were always so alike. She then frowned again, face palming herself. No, not this again. She had to stop. But it didn't help.
Jack, on the other hand, for once was happy to be thinking about Elsa. He might even find her.
And then what? She had left him. What if she hated him?
Oh no. What if she did hate him? She never replied to any of his emails, and she hadn't once tried to contact him. But no. Elsa was Elsa. She'd never hate him.
Anna was already there when he reached the coffee shop.
"Hey Jack!" Anna called, standing upright. She had originally been leaning over the counter, talking to Kristopher, or whatever his name was.
"You ready?" He asked.
She nodded, giving him a big grin.
"Go wait in the car, first I'm gunna grab a coffee," he told her. She nodded again, practically racing out the door. She paused and ran back in.
"Bye Kristoff!"
"I want a full report!" He called back, slinging a damp towel over his muscular shoulder and smiling.
"Gotcha!" She called back through the glass doors.
"She is...something," he muttered.
Jack smiled. "You like her, don't you?"
"Uh, maybe...wait, what? No, no, no, nothing like that! Besides, Anna's a year younger than me, fifteen!" He stuttered.
"So?"
He sighed. "So nothing. Plus, she has this huge crush on this senior who has a grandma in the hospital room next to her. Goes on and on about him."
"She just can't see you," Jack comforted. "I know Anna, and I'm pretty sure if she opened her eyes she would notice how both of you really feel," he finished it with a wink, but felt a tugging inside. He remembered.
He had loved Elsa. When they were kids, it was simply they were best friends, and nothing could change that. And then, when middle school started, he started seeing her as a, well, a girl. More than his best friend. But she never showed anything remotely close to the same, so Jack knew that it was one sided, but he would still do anything to just talk to her once again.
Oh, Jack. Why did he have to be so oblivious?
He ordered his coffee and walked with the steaming cup out into the afternoon sun.
New year's was coming up soon. A new start.
He laughed to himself and made his way to his car. Anna already had turned it kn and was blasting the heater. She had hated the cold then and couldn't stand it now. She breathed into her hands, rubbing them together before she finally noticed Jack and unlocked the doors.
"Sorry," she said, distracted.
"No worries. Alright, so, what are you going to do?"
"I'm gunna go up and say the doctor prescribed me some medicine, but I don't know if I'm allergic or not. Then I can snoop around and try to find something on Elsa," she winked.
"There you go. And if we don't get anything, we'll just try again the next time."
"Patience is a virtue," Anna grumbled, sinking into the seat.
"That's right. I'm dropping you off, then I'm going to drive around, maybe go back to Arendelle for a bit. You've got my cell in case anything happens?"
She held up her own phone. He couldn't help but double check that she did, Anna was not notorious for always remembering.
"Okay. Meet you back at seven."
"But what if they catch me? I'm gunna have to sit around and wait all day." She pouted.
Jack reached down And ruffled her hair. "You'll live."
She huffed and got out of the car, waving him off.
Jack, for a while, just drove. It felt nice to be free, to have anywhere he wanted to go.
But soon, he saw the sign. Arendelle: 3 miles.
He could do this. For Elsa.
He refused to stop by his own house, though. He knew where the spare key was kept, and if not, he knew how to scale up to Elsa's window from the old oak tree. He came and spent the night at her house often when his parents would fight. They never noticed he had snuck out.
His house was right across the road, slightly left. His mother wouldn't recognize the car, and North would be at his shop. He flipped up the hood to his faded blue hoodie, the one with the frost designs around the shoulders and neckline, and stepped out. His brown trousers didn't keep out the cold much, but that was okay. He liked the cold.
He looked around and found the rock. H slid its cover off, but there was no key.
"Fine. Make me do it the hard way," he murmured, moving to the back yard.
He heaved himself up into the giant tree, and plopped gracefully on Elsa's balcony.
He found the little piece of tool that she had hidden beneath the chair cushion so that Jack would be able to crawl in through the window. Her doors had been incredibly creaky.
He unlocked the bottom window, pulling himself through.
He looked around at Elsa's room. It was empty. He remembered tons of pictures of Anna and her, nor even of her and Jack, himself. Now it bare.
She had definitely moved.
He started to look around her room.
She had left barely any trace about her existence side for the bedspread and the dresser mirror.
He reached under the bed and something crinkled beneath his fingers.
He pulled it out and found a crumpled ball of paper.
He unwrapped it, carefully, reading in his head.
Jack.
Where to begin? I must have written this letter a thousand times, but I never seem to get it right. I want you to know that I'm leaving. Yes, I know I told you I was moving, and that's technically true, but really, I could not bring myself to tell you in person. I am a coward, but I have nothing else to be. Therefore, I will be a coward. I hope you have the most wonderful life, you deserve every bit of it. Live life to the fullest, you always tried. Now's your chance. Get out there and see what you can do without me to push you on your face right before I force you up. This isn't a joke. I wish it was. I'm going to miss your jokes. And I'm going to miss you. More than you'll eve know. Because, Jack, I-
Jack searched for the other half of the letter she never sent, but he found nothing. He even stupidly checked the trashcans.
Poor Elsie. He wondered what she was doing right then, right now. Did she think about him as much as he thought of her?
He hoped so.
The answers to his questions were literally right beneath his nose.
But Kate was not Elsa. That was one thing she was sure of. At the moment, she was playing piano, humming Let It Go.
She sometimes wished that Jack would remember her, but then she wondered what in the world she'd do if he did. It was really for the best, for everyone to forget her. Jack already had. She should feel better, like what she wanted to accomplish was accomplished. But it wasn't the accomplishment she was happy with. But, right now, Kate didn't need happiness. All she needed was focus.
And without Jack around, maybe she could finally breathe.
Sorry for the filler chapter, everyone needs one, right? Anywho, also sorry for the late timing. I wanted tk get it up and I just happened to be able to do that at 11:30 pm...so moving on now.
CupcakeMonkey567: haha, thanks, I am very happy to know that my story is worth fangirling about ;)
Falcon88: it was nice chatting to you on PMs, hope you enjoy and keep reading the oncoming events I have planned! (Don't worry, they're far more interesting and way less rushed than this chapter)
Shimmer Shine: well, looks like a-no.
Your awesomeness: yes, I am too. First, I should probably brainstorm what will happen in the first place, hehe..
Guest: hello! Yay you finally reviewed! It's about time! (It's okay, guys, this is one of my real life friends and I've known her since we were little kids, she and her sister and I are like triplets so it's all good) haha, I forgot your middle name so I am giving you the pen name of Rose. Hello, Rose. And no offense taken, I like this one better than my other one, too, probably because this one is newer and I have fresher ideas. Thanks, and CAN YOU BELIEVE WE ONLY HAVE TWO WEEKS LEFT OF SCHOOL?! (All you people already out of school *cough cough* StinnettHe *cough* then don't rub it in, let me be happy!)
Snowman: first off, oh no, this is a Jelsa fanfic, there will be romance, but I will just say that it will take time seeing as Jack is unwilling to look past the feelings he once had for Elsa and how she left him without ever contacting him again, leaving him to deal with everything alone. As for Elsa's previous feelings on Jack, that will soon be explained (if I remember). Yes, slapping some sense into them would bring me great joy, but I have to make them somewhat confusing, and I think I passed with flying colors^-^ and you will just have to wait and see to find out what kind of character Pitch turns out to be, and actually, I originally meant for Mr. Black to be Pitch, but then I realized that I put Pitch in the winter festival yelling at Jack so obviously that would not make sense...I'm a very forgetful person so don't judge guys.
Livia Toric: thank you so much, and I apologize for the lateness, I didn't feel like updating and for the time, I had to quickly throw together a book project due tomorrow and I had an algebra EOC today which was not fun. I think I'm gunna do alright, and I love English (obviously why I'm writing:P) so you wouldn't be able to tell I just threw it together:) okay I'm done rambling on about random things, next review!
Guest: yes, I'm glad you noticed that, I put that there to mean more like it was her natural instincts being mad at Jack, therefore she would use what was natural to her, even if he wasn't really focused on that.
DragonIceFury: don't worry, you didn't I'm the one who feels bad...but thanks again and hope this really crappy chapter pleased you! (Note to self, never write at 12 in the morning)
Moon72: I actually tried to explain a lot of what you said in this chapter, but thank you and I will try to make note of that and do better for everything, I see your points on how controversial it seems, but that's the way they are now. Remember, they are teenagers:) and I guess I should have made this clearer, but Jack and Jasmine were not dating, she was just one of the crazier fangirls who hung out with him a lot. Sorry about the confusion.
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