Hey you guys! A bit late I know, but my parents wants me to have a life outside xD Not as much time for writing as I'd hoped for, but here I am! Back with the 8th chapie for you!
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Chapter 8: Elsa
"So, I hear Hiccup got himself a date with Astrid." Jack smiles. My eyes pop out, surely to fall out of their sockets. We sit out by the tree, talking casually, before parting for the weekend.
"Honest! He told me that he would catch her after school." I laugh aloud, not believing what I'm… well not hearing.
"So you tell me Astrid Hofferson gets to spend the afternoon with McHandsome?" he smirks a bit mischievous at my exclamation.
"What, you envy her? What about me? Would you mind spending an afternoon with McCutie?" I stiffen a giggle, trying to hold my composure.
"Sure. I'd like that. Your place or mine?" I say while sign. He smiles weakly at me, pulling on his shoulders.
"Could we do it at your place? My little sister is having a girls' night at our place." I smile widely, thinking of a bunch of girls making tiny pigtails in Jack's tousled hair.
"Sure. I'll just inform my folks, and we're off." he smiles widely, before we start venturing off to my place, not too far from the school.
Jack
How was I going to tell her? No, more precisely… How was I going to ask her? I shrug the thought off, as we arrive in the Westergaard's front yard.
"Here we are." She says, while pulling out her keys. I follow her closely in through the wide door, into the little foyer. I smile at her.
"I know. I've been here before." I smile, while signing.
"You've been … yourself?" She smiles, only signing to my surprise. It had been long since she'd only signed around me.
"Wait… I've not practised that much…" My voice fades. That one sign she made. I don't know that one.
"Shall I continue to use my voice around you? Newbie." She teases, poking my ribs. I laugh aloud, gently slapping her shoulder.
"Yes please. You might not know it, but you have a beautiful voice, Elsa." I immediately freeze, as I await her reaction. My restricted signing in that sentence hopefully didn't tell her everything that I actually said.
"You… You really think so?" She's blushing big time, giggling nervously. She brushes her bangs aside, walking towards the staircase. I smile after her, suddenly finding her swaying blonde locks somehow angelic. The way they fall into soft curls down her back perfectly frames her petite figure. She turns around, making her hair float in the air. I mentally slap myself out of it, and focuses on what Elsa's signing.
"You're coming?" I nod automatically, following her to her room. I've never been gushing over something like that…
What the frick just happened?
Elsa
"So… Wanna continue ASL-practice? Or was there another reason you wanted to hang out?" I say, as I swing my bag by my bed. As I see Jack fall back on my nicely done sheets, his face is a bit… Nervous? What would he be nervous about?
"Yeah. I want to hang out with a friend. You know do stuff. ASL might be part of it, but I'd also want to know stuff. Some might call it irrelevant. Like what's your favourite movie franchise, books, what do you do in your spare time, stuff like that." he smiles. I smile back, joining him on the bed.
"20 questions then?"
"What if 20 can't cover it?" he smirks, twisting his fingers a bit. I smile wryly at him, throwing a pillow at him.
"Then you're just down right nosy!" He laughs – or his slight Adam's apple vibrates, and his mouth is open wide – at my oral exclamation.
"Can I start?"
"Sure. You wanted to know stuff." I say.
"So you don't want to know anything about me?"
"Just ask the question! Just remember, you have to answer your own question after me, and we'll take turns on asking." I laugh, rocking impatiently in my seat.
"Okay, cool. So…Favourite colour?"
"Pastel blue. Yours?"
"Frost blue." he smiles, signing the primary colour. I smirk.
"So you wanna sign 20 questions? Oh, it's on!"
"What?! No, no! I'm not that good at signing yet! Give a guy a chance now. I'll sign what I can, and I'll ask for a sign if I need to, okay?" I laugh at his tiny panic attack.
"Deal. Now it's my turn to ask. Favourite actor?"
"Hmm, tough one. But anything with Jim Carrey, Jack Black, or Leonardo. You?"
"I have a soft spot for Jude Law, Kate Winslett and Cameron Diaz." I confess, hoping he doesn't catch up on the group of actors.
"Wait… You're a fan of 'the Holiday'?" He smiles, and I blush immediately.
"Yeah, so what?" I say, trying to sound normal.
"Oh, nothing. It's just that it's the number one movie in the Frosts' household. My mum insists on watching it every Christmas." he smiles. Then I probably shouldn't tell him that I watch it all year around, but whatever.
"Your turn." I say, and so we continue on for a while.
I learn stuff about Jack I'd never knew I'd needed to know. He's an older brother to Pippa. He lives with her and his mum in the outskirts of town. He might be really good at ice hockey, but he has a secret passion for music, and never says no to a guitar jam session a lazy Saturday afternoon. He loves pepperoni pizza, Netflix and a bottle of soda – all mixed up on a couch home alone, or with his hockey buddies Hiccup and Bunny – Bunny, seriously? And I thought Hiccup was weird.
He's social, but started out as a nobody in grade school. That was until he met Hiccup, and together they've climbed the ladder of popularity.
Jack
"It's been awesome, Elsa." I smile genuinely, as I step down the few stairs in her front yard. She laughs a little.
"Yeah. I don't think I've ever played 20-or-how-many-we-got questions for that long, but it was nice." I hesitate at the last step, and decide to walk back up to her. I have to ask her. I step a bit closer than usual. I have to slightly look down at her, and she cranes her neck a bit to meet my eyes. Though she doesn't move an inch.
"Elsa… I eh… Would…" My fingers shake a bit, as I try to solely sign my question. As she realises that, her eyes grow a bit in amazement.
"Elsa, wouldyouliketogoonadatewithme?" I blurt out. I'm sure I missed out on some signs, but one specific had I practised a lot. "date". I really hope she got my insanely rushed signing, that I barely understood myself. I squint my eyes, hoping to get an oral answer. When it's been silent for a bit, I open one eye, seeing her stare at me in awe. Her whole head is as red as a ripe strawberry, and she's barely breathing.
Only one motion escaped her frozen frame – the very first sign she showed me.
Yes." A few seconds pass before my brain realizes that she's agreed to go on a date with me.
"Wait, you mean it?" I ask. Her normal skin colour slowly returns, as the blush subsides.
"Yeah, I will. I'd love to go on a date with you." She smiles. I smile widely, leaning down to kiss her cheek briefly. My gosh, did I just do that?!
I quickly step back, searching for her reaction. She only looks surprised, and the blush has immediately returned.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven." I smile, turning around to leave. The last thing I saw was Elsa's wide smile and slight nod.
Man, it went well.
Elsa
"Anna! Where's my white purse?" I shout out, knowing I wouldn't get an answer that easily. I walk into her room, finding her digging through a mountain of clothes. I tap her on her back, making her poke her head out.
"What's up?"
"Where's my white purse? You borrowed it a while ago." I say, pulling her out of the pile completely.
"You need it? I was kinda hoping to take to the party tonight." She says, while returning to the pile of clothes.
"As a matter of fact, I do. I have a date." Anna freezes in her dress-hunt, and turns to face me.
"You. Have. A. Date?! With who? How? When?"
"Jack Frost, he asked last night, tonight." I say, answering her bewildered questions. She squeals, jumping a bit.
"My sister's got her first date! My gosh, I'm so happy for you! We'll be the sisters dating part of the fantastic four! We'll be famous!" She smiles, taking my hands. I freeze for a second.
"Wait, you're… are you dating one of them? Who?" I ask, eyes widening. Hiccup's pretty much obsessed with Astrid, and Bunny… I haven't even met him yet. Which only leaves…
"Hans! We're not dating yet, but I'm totally gonna get him at the party tonight! Which is why I really need your purse. It matches perfectly with my choice of wearing." She says, returning to the pile of clothes behind her.
"Wait, if you already know what you're wearing, what are you digging for?" I ask, looking over her shoulder.
"Well… I might have lost the purse somewhere in my clothes, I suppose." She bluntly signs.
"What?! But Anna, that's my favourite purse! When you find it, give it back. There's no way you're taking my best purse to a party, if you tend to lose it!" I say, storming out of her room. Unbelievable!
Jack
I adjust my tousled hair once again, before knocking on the front door. I'm taking Elsa out tonight, and I want to look my best before her parents. The door opens up, and Mr. Frost opens up. He looks at me with a smile, yet with a judging posture.
"So, you're the famous McCutie from school?" He only signs, to my surprise. I nod slightly, stretching my fingers.
"Yes, sir. Though, I prefer Ja…" I'm half trough my fingerspelling until Elsa appears beside him. My jaw slightly drops at her beauty.
She's wearing a light blue strapless with an emperor waistline and a sweetheart neckline. The skirt cuts her by the knees, floating slightly in the breeze. Her hair was swept back into a braid that cascaded down her left shoulder, perfectly framing her slight makeup.
She is beautiful. Here I go again, gushing.
"Hi Elsa." I sign, trying to regain my composure. She smiles at me, before looking at her father.
"Dad. I believe you haven't met my date. Dad, J F, J F, Dad." I freeze at the slightly unknown signs, trying to figure them out. I don't want to look stupid in front of her father.
It was a J and an F… definitely my initials. That motion… I knew from somewhere. Oh yeah, "awesome"! J at the top and then move the hand down into an F.
"Hmm, Jack Frost." He looks at my suspiciously. "You're going to take care of my daughter?" He's continuing to sign for Elsa's sake, but thankfully he also has started speaking.
"Yes, sir." I answer, smiling warmly at Elsa.
"No parties, and no drunk driving?" He asks, continuing to give me a glare I don't know if I like or not.
"Absolutely not, sir. I'm taking her out for dinner and Ice cream, that's all. I'll have her back by eleven, I promise." I try to sign the best I can, but I wasn't really expecting an interrogation tonight. I haven't prepared that much signing. Mr. Frost then looks at me with a softened look and a genuine smile.
"Good. I trust you'll bring my daughter safely home, Jack. Now get along! I shouldn't ruin your night by keeping you here." He pushes Elsa slightly over to me, and I reach out for her hand. She takes it with a shy smile and a blush. I smile back, leading her towards my car – or technically my mom's car.
"So where are we going?" Elsa asks aloud, once she's in the car's passenger seat. I look at her, while starting the engine.
"It's a surprise." I only say, signing the key word.
We arrive outside the lake house restaurant after half an hour or so, and the sky is slowly starting to darken a bit.
"Oh, Jack, this is so cute! How did you find this?" She asks, looking around the view. I smile at her, even though she can't see it.
"Oh, an old friend of mine told me about it." I say, thanking Sandy so many times for telling me of this place. I offer my hand, and she gladly takes it. I pull her in close, so her shoulder touches my arm. She's blushing again, and I'm starting to find it really cute.
"You nervous?" I ask, signing as we get in through the open doors. She nods, while looking around at the dining crowds.
"It's been a long time since I've had dinner among unknown hearing people." She signs, clinging a bit to me. I giggle slightly, leading her over to a table.
"You've gotten a table for us, already?" She smiles, while I pull out the chair for her.
"Only the best for tonight." I sign, while taking a seat myself. A waitress arrives with the menus, and sooner rather than later returns.
"So, what should it be for you two?" I look at Elsa, watching her reaction.
For the waitress just signed that.
Elsa stares at me in amazement, before turning to the waitress, signing her answer. It's happening a bit fast, so I don't catch all of it. Though, she seems to get something similar to my own order. The waitress then turns to me, ready to write down. I give her my order, and she smiles at us both before returning to the kitchens.
"Jack… She… She signed! Did you know that?" She asks, not still quite believing it. I only smile and nod, leaning in over the table.
"Didn't I tell you that my old friend is mute? This restaurant has signing staff. It was his favourite restaurant because of that." I smile, signing most of it. She looks at me with so much amazement, that I think she's going out of her mind any minute.
"You've picked a deafie-friendly restaurant? Jack, do you know how amazing you are?" She asks aloud, quickly shutting her mouth. She blushes again, and I can't help but giggle.
"Yeah, I've been told that a lot." I smirk. She smirks back, crossing her arms.
"By who?"
"My mum and sis, of course. You think I would date any other girls?"
"Actually yes. I remember a while back in school. Toothiana was her name? You two were practically magnets." She teases, giggling. I smile slightly at that. She might never hear it, but her laugh is so amazing.
"Okay, totally busted there. But there hasn't been anyone else. I've been the King of singles for a long time both before and after her."
"So you'd rather become an old cat-man?" She laughs, referring to an old joke between us. I laugh along with her, shaking my head slightly.
"Please, don't let me have the same fate as the Queen of singles." I tease, feigning a desperate plea towards the sky. She laughs even more, stiffening her composure.
"But, the Queen should have a King someday, shouldn't she?" She smiles, nervously twisting her fingers. I blush a bit, looking away with a smile. God, she's flirting with me. Who knew Elsa could flirt like that?
Our food arrives, and we eat it slowly, having to stop for signing back and forth.
"So, "Jack Frost". Quite catchy." I smirk, after she's finished her last bite. She giggles, while looking at me.
"Yeah. Astrid and I talked about it yesterday in fact. Just before you came over with Hiccup." I smirk even more, maybe even a bit mischievous.
"Who came up with the "awesome"-part?" She hesitates, 'remembering'.
"It was me, I believe." I laugh slightly fist bumping the air.
"Nice! My girl thinks I'm awesome!" She moves back a bit, arms crossed with an open mouth.
"Who says I'm 'your girl'?" I freeze in my movements, panicking a bit. Did I seriously just say that?
"Uh… I meant it in a friendly matter, of course." I say, hoping she picks up my lame cover.
"Hm. Whatever you say, Frost." She smiles, looking out the window at the lake.
After dessert, we walked out to the lake, finding an empty bench with the best view over both the lake and the lit restaurant. It's a bit chilly, so Elsa inches closer to me. I casually wrap my arm around her shoulders, and she lightly leans in on my shoulder. I take her hand on my lap, gently caressing her palm with my thumb.
"Thanks, for a wonderful evening, Jack." She says aloud, looking up at me. I smile back at her.
"It's not over yet. We still have time before I have to drive you home." I say, squeezing her hand slightly, before looking out over the lake again. A few minutes pass, before Elsa gains my attention.
"Jack… I… Would it be okay if… I mean… I want to try something…" She mumbles, not looking me in the eye. I grab her by the chin, locking her gaze with mine.
"So do I." I say, and slightly lean in. She smiles, before sealing the connection between us.
Her lips are so soft on mine, and her gentle hand in my hair send sparkles flying around us. I move my hand from her chin to her jaw, deepening the kiss. She smiles, gladly obliging.
She breaks the kiss slightly, looking dreamily into my eyes. I smile back, engaging into another kiss, but it is interrupted, of course.
My phone rings again and again, and I end up picking up.
"Hiccup, dude! I'm kinda in a moment here!" I exclaim, grabbing Elsa's hand.
"Sorry man, but you've got to help me! Hell is breaking lose over here! Astrid's really drunk, and I'm afraid she might embarrass herself. She's really loud, and you know her reputation at school. I've managed to get her outside, but I can't get her home myself."
"I'm not drunk, Hiccup!" Astrid hiccups in the other end of the line. I can almost smell her breath and imagine her swaying around.
"Proves my point. You don't think you could come help me? I'm sure Elsa also wants to take her sister home too. She's smashed and broken somewhere in there." I immediately look down at her, looking worriedly.
"Of course. We'll be there in no time."
"Thanks, bud. Hans' place. Come quickly." I break the line, rising from the bench.
"What's up, Jack? Something happened?" She asks, following me out of the restaurant.
"Yeah. Problems at a party. Astrid might ruin her High School life forever if we don't take her home and Anna… I don't even know." Her eyes widen at the mention of her best friend and sister.
"Let's go!" I nod, before starting the engine.
Hans' place was a wreck. Presumably hundreds of youngsters are within Hans' house, all drinking, tongue-licking and dancing. Now I remember why I stopped going to these things. I look behind me, seeing Elsa clinging tightly to me. I grab her shoulder reassuringly, manoeuvring us through the mansion.
"Anna!" Elsa exclaims, as she finds her sitting on a couch, crying on Kristoff Bjorgman's shoulder. She rushes over to her, quickly telling me to go look for Hiccup and Astrid. I nod, continuing out into the surprisingly empty back yard.
"Jack! My gods, am I glad to see you!" Hiccup exclaims, and appears with a barely standing Astrid by his side. I run over to him, pulling one of Astrid's arms over my shoulders.
"What the frick happened? She's more than smashed!" I say, helping Hiccup getting her into my car on the other side of the property.
"Well, we met up a little past eight, and we had a really good time. Then she wanted to do shots. She might not appear so, but she's a heavy drinker. She took so many, that I lost count. Ten at least. When she then started to kiss me drunk, I freaked out and pulled her outside to get some air." I couldn't help but smirk at that.
"Wait, I thought you had a thing for her?" I ask, securing Astrid in the back seat. Hiccup scowls slightly, punching my shoulder.
"Yeah for Astrid. Not Ms. I'm-So-Drunk-I-Can-Barely-Walk." He says, over-articulating in a nervous matter.
Only seconds later, Elsa and Kristoff comes out with Anna. Hiccup and I help them get first Elsa then Anna in, so that Elsa sits in between Astrid and Anna.
"Eeeelsaaaa! Aaaannaaaa! What are you dooooin' here?" Astrid shouts, hiccupping multiple times.
"Shut it, Astrid! You're too drunk to even sign!" I sign to her, hoping her drunken brain understands it.
"You, Jack! Why are yyou taking me home! I was haaaving such a goooood time!" She sways in her seat, dropping her head on her hand. She falls asleep within only a few minutes, snoring slightly.
Hiccup gets in on the passenger seat and we're off.
Hiccup
"You're sure you can take her in yourself?" Jack asks, unbuckling his seat belt.
"Yeah, don't worry. She's asleep, so I'll just carry her." I say, getting out of the car. I get back to Astrid's seat, and slowly unbuckle her belt. She grunts in her sleep, slightly stirring her head around.
"Now, don't you mind me… I'm just going to be right here… minding my own business." I mumble, grabbing her by her shoulder blades and knees. I get her out, and carry her bridal style through the front yard.
"Don't wait for me, Jack. I don't live too far from here." Jack shrugs at me, before driving off. I focus back on Astrid, watching her every breath. She's in a deep sleep, probably not waking up any time soon.
I can't knock, so I just slightly open the front door with my elbow, sneaking in through the hallway. Luckily no parents are awake, so I wouldn't get busted for sneaking into their house with their drunken daughter asleep in my arms. I climb the stairs, gently walking in to presumably her room. It's a pastel green room with a girly touch. Plus, I can recognize her backpack by the desk.
I drop her gently on the bed, removing as much clothes as possible, without making it awkward. I tug her in her covers, brushing her bangs aside. She grunts in her sleep, mumbling something.
"Hm… Hiccup…" I freeze a bit, before relaxing as she falls back into unconsciousness. I smile at her, brushing my lips against her forehead. She smiles slightly, turning in her sleep. I exit the room; glad I did what I did. She wouldn't remember what happened anyway.
Elsa
"So, what had happened to Anna?" Jack asks, as I return to the front porch, where he's standing waiting for me to return.
"She had hit on Hans, and after a few kisses realised who that jerk really is."
"Yeah. I don't really get why he's called McDreamy. Not many girls have liked their relationship with him." He says, looking down.
"Then why do you hang out with the douche?" I ask, stepping closer to him.
"I guess… we're the top of the ice hockey team. It's expected of us." He says, signing what he can.
"Screw expectations, Jack! Do you really want to hang out with a jerk that harms so many girls' lives?"
"Of course not! But Hans would kick me out if I became disloyal to him!" He says, turning around slightly. I step a bit closer, grabbing him by the chin to force his gaze upon mine.
"I understand, Jack. I really do. I know how much Ice hockey means to you, and of course I want you to continue. I just really hate Hans." I say. He nods.
"I get that. Sometimes I do too." I lean in and wrap my arms around him. He returns the gesture, nestling his chin on my hair.
"I never got to thank you, Jack. For helping me with Anna. And Astrid." I say, and I can feel him smile slightly. I never heard his answer, but I could sense it through the light kiss he placed on my head.
Always, Elsa. Always.
So, that wraps this chapter! I hope the length makes up for the waiting time (: I hope to start on the next chapie soon! Let me know what you think, and I'll see what I can do about the future chapters!
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