Hey, so, again, I'm gonna be coming out with two chapters today (probably) because tomorrow I'm going to be leaving for somewhere where I will not be able to update, so...

And brace yourselves, some heavy stuff to come. Remember, you have no weapons anymore!

Btw, last night I watched Frozen AND Rise Of The Guardians, it was so cool to see my protagnists in action! Haha, love it. Here, I'll stop blabbing now.

Jack had decided that enough was enough. There was only a few days left of school and he was not going to let Kate and him end like...whatever they were doing right now.

After classes, he made his way tot he practice rooms.

Sure enough, Kate was there. She was leaning over and writing something down on a sheet of paper.

"Hey Kate," Jack said, leaning against the doorway. He felt proud when she jumped.

"Oh, hi Jack," she said, nervously tucking a nonexistent flyaway behind her ear.

"Look, I'm sorry about how things have been, just, can we go back to being friends again?" He blurted out.

Kate was honestly a little surprised. Normally, they'd just have a conversation and eventually work things out. To be perfectly clear, Kate had planned on avoiding Jack all summer. She had applied to stay at BPAA over the summer.

Yes, BPAA would let students stay over the summer, as long as they went home for the first week to get their stuff. Then, they could come back here and stay in their dorms to work on their majors. Kate knew that Hiccup had applied to stay. There was only a limited number of students who were allowed to stay but Kate and Hiccup had made sure to put in their applications as soon as possible so they were good to go.

Kate had hoped Jack was going home but, of course, his name was on the list for people staying. Along with Jasmine's, but, she could deal with that. She hoped.

"Um, me too, and uh, yeah, I'd like that," Kate smiled.

"Good." Jack smiled back.

"So, um, are you staying for the summer?" She asked even though she knew the answer.

"Yeah. Want to have as little to do with my mom as possible." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Me too," Kate muttered, but Jack heard her.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a fun summer," he smirked.

"Define 'fun' please."

"And here I thought you had lost your sense of humor," he winked.

"Oh no, just all common sense," Kate smiled, cocking her head a little.

He laughed. "Gee thanks."

"Anytime," she said, turning back to her sheet.

Jack walked over, loosening his tie.

"On the bright side, we don't have to wear these uniforms."

"I guess." Personally, Kate liked the uniforms. It gave her a break to pretend to be like everybody else.

"God I hate this freaking tie," Jack said, disposing of it on top of the piano."

"Hate the tie, leave the piano out of it!" Kate cried overdramatically, rushing over the throw the tie back at Jack, smirking.

He caught it, draping it around his neck. "Fine."

"Much appreciated, kind sir," she mock curtsied.

"Of course, your highness," he bowed back to her, smiling.

"Well, Mr. Frost, I believe we should go find Mr. Haddock, shall we go?" She said in a formal tone, smiling while she picked up her bag.

"Why, of course Mrs. Hope, away we go," he said, holding out his arm in the same formal tone.

She laughed, playing along and taking hold of it like they were in an old movie.

She tried to ignore the small blush that was creeping into her face.

"By the way, Jack," she said, dropping his arm when a couple people gave them looks. "It would be 'Miss,' not 'Mrs.' I'm not married."

"School's almost out, screw grammar," he replied.

"I happen to like correct grammar." She playfully pushed his arm.

"Temper, temper, Kate," he smirked.

"Oh shut up." She said, looking away.

"You're too easy, Kate," he snickered to himself.

"He said he was in your guy's dorm," Kate said, tucking her phone away.

"Okay, to the dorms we go!" Jack said enthusiastically, running away.

"Jack!" She called, dashing after him.

Hiccup was there, packing his clothes. Since he and Jack were definitely not OCD, (like say, Kate) clothes were strewn everywhere on the floor and he was attempting to find which were his and which were Jack's. Which shouldn't have been too hard since most of his wardrobe was nothing like Jack's but it was shockingly hard to tell from a scrunched up bit of material.

"Oh, hey guys...oh, finally!" He called when he saw that they were actually talking again.

"Uh...okay?" Jack looked at Kate. She just shrugged in response, plopping down on one of the beds. Before folding the clothes that were on it, of course.

"Thank you, Kate," Hiccup said, giving Jack a glare. Jack had just wiped the clothes off the other bed so he could lay down it.

"I've got no reason to clean," he said.

"Except for the thing where you're going home for a week before coming back here," Kate replied through closed eyes.

"Shut up, Kate," he looked over.

She looked back him, pretending to be horrified.

"Is that the way to talk to a lady?" She gasped.

"There's only one 'lady' in the room," Hiccup said, looking up for a moment.

"You're right. I should apologize. I'm sorry, Hiccup." He turned to Hiccup.

Kate burst out laughing and Hiccup just glared at Jack again.

Jack felt very smug with himself.

"Yeah, alright. Just remember, I know where you sleep at night," Hiccup growled.

"Oh, thanks, I'm flattered," Jack said, pressing his hand to his heart.

"You guys are so weird." Kate said to herself.

"Who, us?" Jack and Hiccup both said innocently.

"No. All guys in general," she replied, throwing a pillow at Jack.

"Oh, it's on now," Jack threatened, tossing a pillow to Hiccup and grabbing the one behind his back.

"You guys! No fair!" Kate shrieked, running around the room.

They eventually cornered her and bombarded her with pillows while she giggled uncontrollably.

You see? You let him in again.

Just for that moment, she didn't care.

The next day was their last Monday of the year.

"I'm going to miss classes," Kate mumbled at lunch.

"I know," Hiccup said back. "They were so...distracting from real life."

"Tell me about it." Even though they had different reasons for the truth behind that statement, they could both agree on it.

"Let's talk about something else," Kate said, sitting up straighter and changing the subject.

"What do you want to do first when we get back?" He asks.

"Ice cream," she said, not skipping a beat.

He laughed. "Okay, first, we'll go get ice cream."

"After that, I'll probably practice. I might want to write a new song over the summer..." She said, trailing off.

"You should let me hear it!" Hiccup said. He still remembered the other song she had written. "And then you should perform it."

"Oh, God no! Remember what happened last time?" She cried.

"So what, you got some attention, it was totally worth it to see the looks on all of their faces!" He replied.

Kate's own face was red now. "N-no, let's not."

"Fine," he pouted. "You need to be more outgoing."

Yes. I totally agree.

No one asked you.

Technically, Hic-

Go away.

"Well, that's just not me," she settled with, pushing her salad around.

The next day, Jack had come to her practice room again.

"Okay, so, what are you going to be doing all summer?" Kate asked. She hadn't gotten much practicing done. "Let me guess, the gym, runs, maybe a little music, hang out with all your friends?"

"Pretty much," he said, holding his hands up.

"Wow. So, typical summer for you?" She asked.

"Sort of. Normally, Hiccup is forced to go home so I haven't stayed over the summer before. Back at home...let's just say it gave me a lot of time to think."

"Is thinking a crime?" She replied.

"No. But, it's kind of hard." He said, reddening a little.

She knew she shouldn't go any farther, that she should just drop it, but...

Just go for it.

"Why?"

He looked up at her. "Everything there reminds me of...someone. Where we used to hang out, the house across the street, everything."

"Who is this someone?" She didn't look at him, afraid that if he caught a look at her eyes he might be able to hear what she was screaming inside.

"Someone who was important to me." Jack sighed. Well, he trusted Kate. He guessed that he could let one more person in on his secret.

"She was my best friend. The sister to Anna. She helped me through a lot of hard times with my parents."

"She sounds like a good person." Kate smiled very small.

"She was. Is. But, I'll never see her again."

I'm right in front of your eyes!

"What happened?"

"In a way, she died."

Please see me.

"Oh. I remember you told me about the car crash. Is that why you don't see her?"

"Yeah. I don't know where she is now."

Yes, you do!

"Sounds like you two were close."

"We were. Best friends, right?" He laughed bitterly.

Kate cringed. She could tell now just how much pain she had caused him. And he was wallowing in it. He shouldn't be.

"Who was she?" She couldn't help but ask.

He paused, looking away.

"Her name was Elsa."

She flinched inwardly. It was a good thing she was good at hiding things. She got up, walking around and trying to breathe.

Conceal, don't feel, conceal, don't feel, conceal, don't feel.

Just hearing the name brought her to this state. She couldn't deal with it. She wondered how Jack must feel.

Conceal it. Don't feel it.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked, getting up as well.

Don't let it show.

She nodded.

Make one wrong move and he will know.

"Sorry, just got a sudden headache. I've kind of been stressing myself out with the math final tomorrow." She smiled reassuringly.

But Kate...

"Okay. You'll do fine, don't worry." He said.

Let it go.

She stared at Jack for a second. He was still smiling. She looked into his eyes and, for the first time, she saw what lay beneath.

He was just as broken as she was.

She had to tell him.

"Jack..." She started.

"Yeah?"

Tell him.

She suddenly felt dizzy.

Just tell him.

She felt the room spinning.

Why aren't you telling him?

"Jack...I think...I'm gonna..." She wobbled on her feet.

"Whoa, Kate!" He called, running over to her.

She started swaying.

Do you think you even know how to tell him?

"N-no...I don't..." She slurred. Her vision was blurring over.

"What? Kate, easy," he said, steadying her on her feet.

"J-Jack..." She mumbled before fainting.

CupcakeMonkey567: there is a guest here for your response.

Kate: that reviewer is weird. Doesn't she know how complicated things are?

Me: girl, I don't even understand the complications half the time and I'm the one coming up with this stuff!

Kate: true, true. I understand her confusion...I guess.

Me: *face palm*

Snowman: yes, yes, I know, I'm fast. Critical thinking? I thought you didn't think too much ;P haha, I'm fourteen and I do that. Drives my friends crazy. They're too easy :) You point out some very good quotes there. Lol, I'm sure you're reaction in real life is HILARIOUS. Heck, I'm face palming at Kate and Jack! I love the response to her castle. This is semi related to the topic, my friend was once annoying me, so this is what the conversation went like:

Me: where do you live

Friend: why?

Me: so I can murder you in your sleep

Friend: well, I have bulletproof windows *smug smile*

A Normal Person's Response: uh...good to know...?

My response: ha, we'll see what bulletproof windows do against a bulldozer

I felt very proud of myself :) Yeah... I think all my readers are moping in a corner now.

Falcon88: my secret; imagine about three months where the only thing that takes up your time occupies about two hours give-or-take and then you have the rest of the day to do, wait for it, absolutely nothing! Then imagine you're a teenage girl who gets bored fairly easily. You put a title to that and it's summer! Yeah, I'm happy to be in it but there is so much time, so little to do. Haha, to Fanfiction! And yes, I am a pretty positive person, in my opinion. There is literally never any drama in my life so I make it in my stories! Look at it from my point of view, reading your guy's responses to the drama is highly amusing. And she just does, okay? Don't judge Kate/Elsa. Yeah, yeah, I know, she's being as oblivious as Jack, her drama/problems are like mosquitos, you can kill off one of them, but then there are millions more of them to come after you. I hate mosquitos and fail to see their...what's that scientific word that means an organism's role in its environment? I forgot. Oh well, I fail to see their purpose in life other than food for bats and stuff but they can eat other things, right? Haha, moving on now. YOLO, yeah, I feel like I've gotten that suggestion before...maybe cuz I have.

Livia Toric: haha thank you so much! Prepare for your mind to be blown...

corde amare: again, the whole 'summer' thing. And okk, I'll look it up

ATA: well, no promises but the Big Revelation is in the future. Somewhere. *Over the rainbow!* and, well, we shall see.

TheMashedUpSisters: haha, I generally don't like Rihanna's songs cuz they're just...eww...but I really like that one. It's actually semi normal! *gasp!*

Guest: haha, thank you. I actually go through songs on my Spotify playlist (and look up random songs, which are all the ones that you most likely have to look up to know) and listen to see which ones are perfect for what is happening at the time. And thank you so much! ^-^

ElevenWhovian: okay. Just wanna bring up the whole bulldozer conversation...and HAHA joke's on you! I don't even own a teddy bear! Or do I? Hmm... And make me! There will be drama and confusion! :D

Niche! That was the word I was searching for! Okay, moving on now...expect another chapter today.