The next morning, Jack woke up with the sun in his eyes. Hiccup was already gone, his things stacked in a neat pile for when he came back to finish packing.
He looked around his room.
It was so gloomy.
He got up, stretched, and walked to his closet.
"Two more days of you," he muttered to his uniform, pulling on the shirt.
Kate got up and quickly dressed. She didn't put on her uniform since she wasn't going to be going to school.
Curse the fact that she hadn't brought any sunglasses.
She wore a blue long sleeve shirt, dark jeans, her tan boots, and then she slipped on her hoodie.
A bun would be a little hard to hide underneath a hood, but she put it up anyways. If she didn't have her contacts, she needed as much normalicy as possible.
She sighed, plugging in her iPod and listening to music.
Jack was very bored in class. He also happened to notice that Kate wasn't in any classes that morning.
He wondered what had happened. Even if she was mad at him, she wouldn't go as far as to skip class. Kate would never skip class.
Jack walked around the halls through passing time, waiting for everyone to go to their class.
He suddenly saw Jasmine out of the corner of his eye.
She was talking to someone else. Jack eyed her. The girl handed a small item to Jasmine and some sort of box. Jasmine then went over and threw them in the trash. She also took out another box.
The person she was talking to pointed out Jack. Jasmine looked over, her eyes widening. She quickly threw away something and strutted over.
"Hello, Jack," she smiled.
Jack kept walking. "Not in the mood, Jasmine."
"What, going to find Kate, are we?" She spat, following.
"As a matter of fact, yes," he told her. He could circle back around and find out what she had thrown away. The way she had hidden it seemed like she was hiding something.
"She's not who you think she is."
Jack stopped.
"And what would you know?" He glared.
"Trust me, you don't know her. But whatever, your heart," she said and was gone. Did she just leave without threatening him or Kate?
He was so confused now.
Everyone had started to file into the classrooms, so Jack quickly ran back to the trash can.
No one was around so he sifted through it. Luckily nothing gross had been thrown away.
What he found was very strange.
The one box had been torn up beyond salvaging, and the other small object was...what he believed to be a contact lense holder. He threw them back in, but the final thing caught his eye.
Now why would Jasmine have a box for this? He wondered.
He kept the ripped off top, shoving it in his pocket and wondering about it on his way to class.
Now why would Jasmine be carrying hair dye remover?
Kate looked at her clock. It was only eight. Thirty more minutes.
She looked longingly at her phone, wishing that Hiccup was out of class as well. It was so boring. She didn't have any homework that she could dive into, or a book that she hadn't read that didn't involve a trip to the library, and listening to music for thirty more minutes wasn't sounding like too much fun when she had already been listening for an hour and a half.
After one song had ended, she turned off her iPod.
SHe flicked through her phone, scrolling through messages. She almost wished she hadn't deleted all of those from Jack. Then she could look and see what he had to say on the matter.
Oh well. Too late now.
The song that had ended got stuck in her head.
I need another story
She kept flipping through her phone, thinking about Jack.
Something to get off my chest
Why Jack? Why did she have to meet him here? And why oh why did she have to fall for him again? Wasn't it bad enough three years ago?
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
It was hard hiding from him. She wasn't technically lying, was she? If you just didn't tell someone the story behind the mask, did it count as a lie? She didn't know. She hoped not. She hated lying and was terribly awful at it anyways.
'Til all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly, I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
'A truth is only the truth if it rings full.' Her father had said that a lot. But, then again, he was the one who always said 'conceal, don't feel.'
Tell me what you want to hear
Jack had always been there for her, and vice versa. Why did she have to lie to him all of the time?
Something that will light those ears
Jack did deserve to know the truth. And it would probably crush him if anyone but herself told him the real truth. She remembered when he was drunk and he found out. She shivered. When he was sober, he would either be overjoyed, or seriously pissed. And she wasn't too certain on the whole overjoyed.
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
She needed to tell him. Didn't she? She had decided a while ago to. What had changed? Maybe the fact that she finally realized her feelings?
This time don't need another perfect line
She always had to be perfect, pristine, poised. Sometimes she just wanted to let it go. In fact, she had taken Jack's advice and written that song after she moved. That was the only reason she had dared to sing it at the winter festival.
Don't care if the critics ever jump in line
Her secrets were the things that made her who she was. If she let them go, would she still be her? She liked who she was. It was safe. She had some risks, Jack was one example, but sometimes the risks weren't worth it. She was fine with that, she liked her world. She didn't want to change it. But the question was; was she willing to risk her perfect world for something with the possibility of being better?
She looked up again. Somehow, she had killed twenty minutes. She got up, grabbing her bag and flipping her hood up and low to hopefully cover her eyes. She gave Nevara a farewell and headed out the door.
She didn't know if the sky was really heaven, but she was praying to God to help her through this.
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
Now if only she could get that song out of her head!
Jack had completely skipped class.
It wasn't worth it. Instead, he wandered around the halls, praying he didn't run into any supervisors or someone.
He did run into someone in the halls, though.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" He asked mockingly.
The other person cringed.
"Shouldn't you?"
Jack gulped inwardly. "Oh. Hey Kate."
Kate sighed. "Hey Jack."
"What's up with your outfit?"
"Oh, um, I- uh," she coughed. "I'm sick."
He was unconvinced but played along. "And just where do you think you're going?"
"O-out to buy some c-cough drops. Or something."
"You are a really bad liar." He noted.
"Thank you, Einstein," she muttered.
"But why are you looking so gloomy? Well, more so than usual," he said, trying to lighten the mood.
"I, uh, well..." She stammered.
"Hey, wait a minute. Are you," he looked at her closely, but she kept moving around. "Wearing glasses?" He finished.
"Yeah," she said simply and quietly.
"Whoa. Since when?"
"Since I lo- er, needed to get new contacts." She replied curtly, walking on.
"Wait a minute," he said, running after her.
"What?" She snapped, still avoiding his eyes.
"Where are you going in the middle of the school day?"
"Out."
"What's wrong?"
Everything, she thought, but pushed it away.
"N-nothing," she said, trying to sound convincing. It didn't work.
"Kate, hey, listen," he said, suddenly sincere.
She stopped, still not looking at him.
Please don't see me.
"The thing with Jasmine, it wasn't-"
"No, no, it's fine," she said.
"No, it wasn't. I want you to know-"
"No, that's okay, Hiccup explained everything to me, please just stay away," she said, backing up with her hands outstretched.
Jack advanced, trying to look at her.
"Kate, what's wrong?"
"Please, don't come any closer. Jack, but I know it wasn't your fault, I believe you, I really do, please. You should probably go."
"But I just got here," he smirked.
"Jack-"
Suddenly, she tripped.
"Kate!" He cried, running forward. She fell backwards and her hood slipped as Jack tripped on something as well.
"Is this...wire?" Jack asked, looking down at his and Kate's coiled feet.
"Ow," Kate mumbled, sitting up and pressing a hand to her head.
"Here," he said, handing her her glasses that had fallen.
"Thank you."
Jack froze.
"Uh, Kate?"
"What?"
"Aren't..." he cleared his throat, "aren't your eyes...?"
Kate's eyes widened. Oh no, not now. Not like this.
"I have to go," she said, but she couldn't move with her feet trapped.
Someone set this up. And Kate had a pretty good idea who. She wondered if Jasmine knew about her secret beforehand or she heard it from Belle who happened to have heard it when she had been talking with Hiccup. It must have been Belle because there was no way she could have known otherwise.
"Kate, I thought your eyes were brown."
She fumbled for her hood, but was too distracted with her feet. Did the walls seem to be caving in on Jack, too?
"Jack, please, I need to go!" She cried.
Suddenly, something very heavy and very wet fell on both of them.
They both coughed and sputtered, tasting something that wasn't quite water.
"Well we're soaked, now," Jack said.
Kate coughed. "Yeah."
Her feet were finally free, and Jack had gotten himself up at the same time.
"Well, I wonder how that..." He trailed off when he saw Kate.
Except, it wasn't Kate.
Everything clicked in his mind now.
How Kate was always so isolated and cold, how she was always afraid to get close to him, even that first day when she had seemed tongue tied at his name, and was so flabbergasted when she found out about his real last name.
And about the contacts that he had found in the trash.
Even the dye remover.
Someone had planned this. But Kate...how could she?
"Jack, what is it?" She asked.
"Elsa?" He breathed.
Kate's eyes widened.
What did he just say?
She ran her hand on the top of her bun.
When she brought it back, it was very brown.
She gasped, backing away again.
Oh no. There must have been something in that water...
Dye remover? Jasmine...
No. She couldn't even think to blame Jasmine right now. All she could think and see and hear was Jack's eyes.
They appeared angry, but beneath he was just confused and sad and scared.
"Oh no," she looked down at her hand with the dye coming off. Had all of it washed away?
"No," she whimpered.
"Elsa?" Jack asked again, louder and clearer this time.
"Jack, I can explain-"
"Save it," he blurted quickly.
"Jack, I-"
"Don't even try. Why didn't you tell me? You were here the whole time?"
"Yes, I was, but-"
"Don't even try to tell me why! I went on and on about you and you did nothing! What gives you the right to keep this from me?" He demanded.
"Nothing, I, Jack, please-"
"Save it, Elsa," he said, backing himself away. Kate cringed hearing Jack use her name. "Or should I even call you that?"
"Jack, please-"
"It's my turn not to listen. You can't undo this," he walked away.
"Jack, wait!" She called desperately.
She couldn't let him leave hating her. He had to-
Had to what?
She got herself in this mess. What was she supposed to do?
Jack spun around on his heels, facing her.
She almost backed off, but she stood her ground. Sopping wet, eyes scared, hair dripping brown in a very loose bun, but she stood facing him nonetheless.
"You must really hate me." Jack whispered.
The worst part was that he didn't sound angry then. He sounded like the fire had died out in him. Like that by finding everything, he lost everything. Like he was completely broken.
When he turned back around and walked off with his hands in his uniform pockets, she didn't stop him.
Tell me what you want to hear
She turned away and ran, not caring about the water that was running down her face. Why would someone hate her this much to ruin her life?
Something that will light those ears
If Jack hated her before, he most certainly did now. She looked back at the door. Who cared about her contacts now?
Sick of all the insincere
She wiped her hands across her hair. A lot of dye came off. Was it all worth it? What happened to her?
This was how Jack found out. And it had all gone horribly wrong.
She made her way to the practice rooms. On the way, she stopped, leaning against the wall and catching her breath. At that time, she would have let the tears fall. If they had come.
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
OMG THE BIG REVELATION! IT HAPPENED!
Rose: how was this?
shobbs10: haha yeah... I'm being very un-creative because I just reread the Big Revelation and whoa, so much emotion! It seems like it's a lot better than what I felt it was when I was writing it. I hope it's dramatic and big enough for you all!
Snowman: you don't say -_- And well, she did believe him, when she actually heard what happened from someone she trusted, she got it then. Well, I guess I have both, where Jack AND Elsa(/Kate) are to blame. But, with Elsa(/Kate), she wasn't appearing to cheat on Jack or anything...even though they were just friends...Yeah, moving on now. And uh, okk. Still don't know who Neville Chamberlain but suuure. And there is it again, guys "think too much." *face palm* And haha, the 27 was my own twisted irony. Look at the number of this chapter, this was the Big Revelation, get it, get it? :D Because Belle was a sneaky little *insert a very impolite word* and snooped through her bag to find the extra. Uh, in a way it was...?
TheMashedUpSisters: I'm like, 80% sure that I did say that I was going to be going somewhere until Sunday...But thank you anyways
moon72: no, that's fine, it's always good to know what I need to fix on ^-^ And well, no offense, but no dip Sherlock. But okk, that makes sense :) I was actually going to leave that unclear because with brown hair, he had brown eyes but as Jack Frost, he had blue eyes. But when I went back I saw that I did put his eye color (and put different colors...whoops) so then I wanted to clarify it. And it does a little inflict her personality. I mention several times about how Elsa wouldn't be afraid to stand up for herself and how she used to love to perform. She got really shy because she didn't want to get close to anyone and it's now sort of a defense mechanism. Well, again, Kate/Elsa was mad at Jack because he was just pretending to be something he was not (yes, I am highly aware of how extremely controversial that is for Kate to be saying since she became a whole new person, but, that's just her reason) and generally, I do have an idea and know where I want to go with it, I just don't always write it out too clearly. And yes, generally there is something going on and Jack feels all bad and Elsa(/Kate) feels cheated, but don't worry. The reactions were highly entertaining for myself;) Well, I really didn't know who to use. I probably should have used Vanessa (but seriously, I thought the evil witch in The Little Mermaid II was named Morgana?!) but Jasmine worked too...nothing against that movie, just who I happened to use. Thanks! Just to let you know, this isn't the end (well, obviously) there is still more to come, so hang in there!
CupcakeMonkey567: they are all depressed right now so Jack and Kate/Elsa could not come today. But lol, that would totally be a conversation in real life.
Kat Biersack: how she heard was she was outside when they (Kate/Elsa and Hiccup) were talking and she found out about her secret which she later informed Jasmine. Jasmine did not know the true history between Jack and Elsa but she wanted to show that she wasn't who he thought she was. Mission accomplished. And aww, thanks so much!
Falcon88: read the last review, and um, forgot what that was but what'd ya think? :DAnd you should TOTALLY write a Jelsa story! Me and Snowman will be the first to read it you have to PM me when you're going to publish it! Are you in summer now? If you are, you should have plenty of time to work on stories and whatnot. But, then again, if you have a job to worry about then that would be time consuming. Idk, I haven't gone down that road yet. Well, my friends are pretty straight forward and we're not really the kind to get involved in a lot stuff. Plus I hate real life drama. Especially when I'm caught up in it. It's fun in stories, though. And I'll hope it stays that way. Probably won't though. I would probably be IR, but sadly, there is no you in our group. I'll get crazy with my friends but only with my friends and I'd be the one stopping them from...idk, yelling random and inappropriate things at cars in the parking lot at Safeway (note: that did actually happen but also note that I was NOT there, I had already left) Well, real life does have a lot of monologue, so...
crystallizedwinter: I've heard that before. The entire lyrics do make sense but I'm kinda coming down to the wire for depressing songs, I'll probably use a snipet of it like with this chapter. Thank you though. I really wanted to do one a few chapters ago with Jack singing Break Your Plans by The Fray about Kate/Elsa but, alas, didn't happen like that. *sigh* sadness. Oh well, it worked out, right?
Okay guys, thank you so much! R&R and catch ya tomorrow!