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Elsa's P.O.V

"Okay, this dress," M.K throws a light purple dress at me.

"And... Then... We'll straighten your hair!" M.K then throws a flat iron at me.

"Then these shoes!" She picks up a pair of glass shoes which our friend Cinderella lent.

"Don't throw those!" I exclaim.

"What are you talking about?!" M.K looks baffled as she sets the shoes on the ground. Oh, God.

"Okay, and what about my makeup?" I ask.

"Come, child," M.K beckons. I cock an eyebrow, but follow her to the bathroom.

M.K begins humming, then when she's done, she says, "Voila!"

"Wow," I breathe. My hair is flat ironed, and I have a light shade of pink eye shadow, with a darker pink- but still light- lipstick, and eye liner.

"You're welcome!" M.K coughs.

I laugh, "thank you."

All of a sudden, we hear a knock. That's when my breath hitches.

"I can't do this," I gasp.

"Elsaaa! You can!" M.K encourages.

"No, I can't," I begin pacing.

"Elsa, you can! You and Jack are the perfect couple! You can!" M.K exclaims.

"She's right. You can," I hear Jack say from the door.

"Romeo is here! Move your butt, Juliet!" M.K opens the door, and pushes me into Jack's arms.

"Bye!" She then shuts the door.

"Um, hi," I say, awkward.

"Hello, Madame," Jack bows, and I giggle. I miss his goofiness.

"So, uh, where are we going?" I ask as we step into the elevator.

"Well, we're going to-" All of a sudden Jack gets cut off by two girls and one boy walking in.

"Why, hello there," the blond-haired girl then puts a hand on Jack's shoulder.

"Hey, hot stuff," the brunette rests a hand on Jack's chest. I then feel squeamish, and cower to the other side of the elevator.

"Yeah... No," Jack gets out of their grasp.

"Aw, come on, baby," the brunette says.

"Is he your boyfriend?" The other boy in the elevator asks. Not wanting to talk, I just simply nod.

"Julie, Ruby, back off," the boy tells the girls.

"And why is that?" The blond demands. I'm guessing she's Ruby, since when the boy said 'Ruby', her head turned.

"He's going on a date with her, obviously," the boy says, irritated, gesturing to me.

"Her? That thing?" Julie asks, looking disgusted.

"What thing? That hairy mole on your chin?" I retort, suddenly angry. Jack stifles a laugh.

"For your information, some people think it's attractive!" The girl's hands fly up to her chin.

"Maybe to Bigfoot," Jack grins.

"I don't think you're dating her. She's probably making it up," Ruby sniffs.

"And why would she make it up?" The boy rolls his eyes.

"She's hideous!" Julie scoffs. My jaw drops. Why is this elevator so slow?!

"Maybe to you, but to me she's beautiful," Jack wraps an arm around my waist, and I begin blushing.

"Compared to Julie's mole, maybe," Ruby tries to attempt a good comeback, but it backfires.

"RUBY!" Julie shrieks.

"Lobby. That's us, Jack," I say. We step out, and so do the girls. The boy stays in the elevator.

"Jack, is it?" Ruby asks, trying to be seductive.

"I'm taken," Jack says to her. "And I don't plan on going on the market."

"How can you even kiss that ugly thing?" Julie snorts.

"Like this," Jack then wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me in for a kiss. My hands tangle themselves in his hair as an instinct.

"Is that enough proof?" I ask them as we break apart. Jack snickers.

"Mmph," Julie flips her hair and returns to the elevator.

"Yeah... I'm a lesbian anyways!" Ruby says, obviously lying, following Julie.

"That was interesting," Jack remarks as we step into the car and he starts the engine.

"Very," I laugh.

"So we're back together, huh?" Jack grins, but doesn't take his eyes off the road as we pull up into a fancy restaurant.

"Oh, you," I tease.

"Reservation for Frost," Jack tells the woman behind the counter. She leads us to our table which is outside.

"A menu for the gentleman, and a menu for... The gorgeously beautiful lady," the waiter winks at me as he gives us our menu. I notice he has a French accent.

"My date," Jack coughs.

"Right," the man scowls at Jack before returning inside.

"Possessive," I joke. We order our food, and we then finish our food and continue our conversation.

"I just don't get it. Why wouldn't Harry Potter's aunt tell him he's a wizard?" Jack asks.

"Because she thought that wizardry and witchcraft was crazy, so she kept it a secret," I explain.

"But couldn't she have gotten him to do chores or something with magic?" Jack asks, causing me to laugh.

"Hey, why don't we practice that ballroom dancing we learned last Christmas?" Jack leads me out of my seat.

"I'm a bit rusty," I say.

"Oh, come on," he says, and we begin dancing with the quiet Classic music playing in the background.

All of a sudden, it begins pouring.

"Oh my gosh," I begin to head towards the door to inside, but Jack stops me.

"Come on, it could be fun," he says, his wet hair matting his forehead.

"Jack!" I exclaim, pushing stringy wet hair out of my face.

He then passionately kisses me, then asks, "how about now?"

"Maybe," I tease.

"Elsa... I know I screwed up last time. All I'm asking is for a second chance. A second chance for 'us'. Please?" Jack asks.

"Yes," I smile at him.

"Good. Because I got you this," he slides a ring on my finger. I look down and see a silver band, and encrusted in diamonds it says, 'I love you'.

"It's beautiful," I say.

"It's a promise ring. Promise me no matter what, we'll always love each other," Jack says.

"I promise, Jack," I say.

"I promise too. Here's one thing I didn't promise I wouldn't say, however. Your mascara is running," Jack grins at me. I playfully swat him.

I promise I won't stop loving him.

I'll post Elsa's dress on my profile!

Question: What else would you have added to the date?