The Replacement

I wasn't sure who was worse; Anna or Rapunzel, but they were both driving me nuts. It evened out in different ways. Rapunzel was nagging at me to blow Jack off and Anna was busying herself with the fact that I was going on a date with the school's hottest boy.

Like I cared about what either one of them was saying.

"Elsa," Anna sang in a suspiciously sweet tone, "What are you going to wear?"

I groaned.

"A bathing suit," I called back sarcastically.

I heard Anna sigh from across the hall and stomp towards my white and blue clad room.

"If you're going to go out on a date with Jack Frost, wear something sexy," Anna said from the doorway. Her eyes lit up, "Like that new dress mother got you for your birthday!"

I glared at Anna (less intensely than I would to most people).

"I'm going to treat Jack like any other guy I've been a Replacement for. And I'm defiantly not going to wear the dress mother got me," I replied. I turned to my closet to pick out my clothes for tonight.

"Well, can I at least pick out what you're going to wear?" Anna pleaded.

"No," I said strictly, "Now out."

Anna tried her puppy-dog face, but I just shook my head.

"I learned to ignore that a long time ago." I stated, a hint of joke in my tone.

Anna pouted, but went to leave the room.

"You're loss!" Anna sang before shutting the door.

I chuckled despite myself and sorted through my clean clothing. It didn't take me long to find a thin, gray, long sleeved turtle neck dress that came down to my knees.

I pulled my hair back into a ballerina bun and did some simple, neutral makeup. I looked up at my reflection. I looked regal, just how father liked it. He would approve of how I looked.

However, he would not approve of why I looked this way in particular. I shook my head, shaking out a few strands of hair. I sighed. Now I would have to redo my bun.

A compulsion hit me. Out of reflex and paranoia, I looked around the room to make sure no one was there. Of course, no one was in the room. Slowly, I had my hand brush over my hair, freezing the rebel strands into place.

I set my hands down and smiled into the mirror. It was a bit unnecessary but...

I looked down at my hands and jumped back from the vanity table with a long string of curses. My hands make an ice print on the table. I'd just barely avoided having it spread.

There was no 'but', what I did was unnecessary and irrational. I tried to calm myself.

"Conceal, don't feel," I said to myself.

It took a few more minutes of thoughtless chanting for it to work. When I was finally calm, I wanted to redo my hair just as a reminder that I never needed to use my magic, ever, but there was a knock at the door. I scrambled out of my room.

I opened the door a quickly painted on my icy composure.

"Hey," Jack greeted, "So are you..."

Jack trailed off and bit his lip.

"What?" I said with impatience.

Jack's shoulders shook with suppressed laughter.

"Uh, Elsa? Belle's Garden may not be super formal, but... I think it requires shoes."

I looked down at my feet and flushed. I was so preoccupied that I hadn't thought to put on shoes.

"Right." Was all I said before I darted upstairs to get some shoes on.

~OoO~

The car ride to Belle's was silent. I couldn't describe it as an awkward silence or a comfortable silence, but I could describe it as a thoughtful silence. It was likely because Jack had never seen me so frazzled.

It was like that until we were seated and the waitress came to put in our order for our drinks.

"Coke," Jack said to the waitress. Most of the guys I'd been a Replacement for ordered that way, so I'd learned long ago to just ignore the rudeness.

"And you, hun?" The waitress asked.

I smiled.

"A water, please." I said, stressing the 'please' just a bit.

The waitress scribbled it down on the pad.

"I'll be back with your drinks."

When the waitress left, Jack snickered.

"What, now?" I asked with exasperation.

"Nothing, I've just never seen you so nice." Jack answered.

"She was nice, so I was nice."

Jack nodded.

"So what did I do to you?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"Well," Jack elaborated, "You said you were nice because she was nice. You've been nothing but cold to me, so I'm asking why."

"You dated my cousin. She's a pain, but I guess you know that already. I expected you to be like her," I replied, "Plus, I'm sure you follow along with your posy and brand me like they do.

"That's an awful lot of labeling for someone who hates it when people label her." Jack said.

I blinked. I wanted to sooth myself with the thoughts that my real reason for such coldness was that I needed a distance from everyone for both their protection, and mine but what I'd said was true... as well.

But I couldn't let Jack see my inner war during battle, so I leaned back in my chair.

"Touché."

Jack smiled at his victory and changed the subject.

"So, why do you live with you cousin?"

What? Had he really just said that? In all my life, I'd never gotten that question. Well, once. But that was from Anna. She had a right to now why we'd moved away from our parents.

Jack, however, didn't.

"I'd prefer to keep that a blank," I replied, sucking in air from my nose.

I was sure I wouldn't be surprised to find that Jack wouldn't drop it. So, I guess that was why I was shocked to find that he did.

And I think the weirdest thing was, it wasn't the good kind of shock. It was the shock that got me curious.

"So, anything interesting about you?" I asked.

Jack looked at me strangely.

"Huh. I never thought you would ask me that. Well, um, I have a younger sister. And I'm a mutant," Jack said, guesturing to his white hair and blue eyes, "Everyone else in my family has dark hair and brown eyes."

I softly laughed, which made Jack happy.

"I get it, I'm a bit of a mutant too," I related.

"Yup. And I don't even want to mention on how I was born with pure white hair. I guess coming out scared the pigment out of me."

We both laughed. And then we both sobered and looked away in thought. I wondered why Jack found that serious. Maybe he was adopted. If only that could be the just of my differences.

Jack was the first to recover.

"I've never seen you so lively. Most of the time, it's like I'm talking to a rock," he said.

"Are you calling me dumb?" I replied.

"See!" Jack said with a fist pumped, "Humor!"

"So what? Are you going to tell all your friends?" I asked, stripping the playfulness from the situation.

Jack gave me a lopsided smile.

"Nope. It's just between you and me."

I didn't reply, letting the chatter of the room fill the silence.

"Here ya go. Are you ready to order?" The waitress asked, setting down our drinks.

Jack and I nodded and ordered. When the waitress left, I took a sip of my drink.

It was dreadfully plain, like the rest of the evening. Except for the car ride.

"So, we'll have to meet Sunday for the payment*, do you want to do another date then?" Jack asked when I opened the door to exit the car.

"Sure," I nodded, "Where will we go?"

"Oh, I was thinking the ice cream shop down the street. Sound good?" Jack asked.

"Yup. See you then." I punctuated my sentence by slamming the door.

I stepped through the door of m house and caught a glimpse of Jack's car vanishing from view. No, it wasn't one of those cliché 'OMG it's true love' kind of thing that Anna always yakked about.

But I did wonder if the next Replacement date would go better.

A/N: Well... I did say that I would update today... and I did... I never did say when...

Don't kill me!

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* I recommend going back to the first chapter because I changed the payment deal. Just saying.

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