Casting a Spell.
Nightrxy.
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Chapter 5
Elsa Winters (P.O.V)
"I can hear you," he replied with a smug grin. I looked away, face blushing in response. He grabbed my hand and spun me around, his blue eyes piercing into me.
"Look at me," he said sternly. I couldn't get the strength to resist not looking at him, noticing how he bit his jaw sometimes, or the way he smelled a bit like mint.
"C-can I stop now?" I asked, tossing my glare somewhere else. Well, a cow would be a good excuse.
"Nope, I want you to be looking at me and only me for today princess!" he declared with a grin. I laughed and looked at him, and I inched my face closer to his.
"Why, aren't you a little demanding, your highness?" I asked, cocking my eyebrow.
"Oh please, I'll get you doing much more than just looking at me," he replied doing an awkward pose in front of me.
"So...is this what happens on a date?" I questioned with full curiosity. He looked at me as if I had asked one of the most absurd question on Earth. He shook his head and let a small chuckle escape his lips and I could only tilt my head in response.
"No," he said, "You've never been on a date?" I could feel all the heat from my body gathering at one point which is my face. If the grand Ice witch allowed, I wanted to melt on the spot. Into this big puddle of embarrassment and pure H2O.
"I'm taking that as a yes," he said, pulling me to a path leading to a place I vividly knew. The garden me and Anna used to play in as a child. The path was garnished with gorgeous flora and fauna, with a little playground set in the middle. I remembered how silky-soft the petals of the flowers that my dad used to give me and Anna when we made our dazzling flower crowns. How I used to be pushed on the wooden swing and how Anna used to cry since she couldn't reach the top of the slide without falling over since she was an extremely clumsy child.
"What are we doing here?" I asked, looking at him and how he was fixed on nature's beauty. He smiled and lead me to the same swing I knew.
"Sit down," he said, standing behind the swing. I cocked an eyebrow at him but followed anyways, not really knowing how this was going to go. The moment I sat down, I could feel his hands gripping on the ropes that surprisingly held my weight.
"Ready?" he asked before pushing the swing and me with it. I gripped the ropes tightly and smiled, it's been a while since I've felt so — free. I giggled every time the tingling sensation inside my stomach happened when I was going falling backwards.
"How long are we going to be doing this?" I asked with a smirk, knowing he had more than just a swing ride in mind. He gave me an intense look as he paused the moving swing and gestured me to get off. I know, it might sound rude but that was how I thought of it. Okay?
Jack Frost (P.O.V)
He didn't know why he started pushing her on the swing, or why it made him feel giddy inside every time she giggled. All her freezing-his-face-or-balls-off stuff really got to him...and he wanted to see her powers. Not so that he could burn her on a stick in the middle of town or something, but to show her how beautiful they were. How beautiful she was.
"Getting bored already?" he asked with amusement in his voice. She nodded with a smirk and sashayed to the other way.
"What? Forgetting about the candle light dinner already?" he said with his signature smug tone. She gave him a glance and continued her path back to the town square. Damn. Did she just sass him?
Jack followed her into the buzzing city and a tiny door which led to a humongous underground market. The numerous aroma, from ginger to cumin filled the market that was packed with merchants and villagers from all of Arandelle. He cornered her in an alley right before she had a chance to grab an eyeball that was on 50% sale.
"What do you want now?" she groaned, raising her tone.
"A date, as promised of course," he replies with a husky voice that swear could sway most girls on the spot. But he had to constantly remind himself, this wasn't just some other girl. She shivered at how his breath tingled her neckline, or was it the fact that he was cornering her in the middle of the busiest market in Arandelle?
"I know," she mumbled out of breath, "But I have to get these for my mom first…" He stole a look at her flushed face and realized she wasn't kidding. She genuinely wanted to run these preposterous errands for her mom.
"Fine, let's do it together?" I asked, stretching out my hand for her to grab. But she smacked it away, following a curve on her mesmerizing lips.
"Excuse me? Is the prince of Arandelle offering me his help?" she asked with pure sarcasm. I sighed and pulled her back into the buzzing hall of the market.
"What's on your list, enchantress?" I said, taking in my surroundings.
"Alligator eyeballs," she said with a sparkle in her eyes. I made a grunting noise, this isn't going to be pretty.
"Is there going to be anything normal on that list?" I asked, tilting my head. She nodded and smiled.
"Chocolate!"
We took a shortcut she knew, to her favorite butcher's place. All this blood around me was really starting to gross me out, this wasn't how I pictured a romantic date. She was somehow used to it, asking the butcher for the weirdest ingredients for her mom to prepare some mystical broth.
"One kidney from the best cow please!"
"One of the horse's liver!"
On the other hand, I was feeling more uncomfortable by the minute. Once she reached this little shop selling earwax, I was exhausted.
"Stop right there," I commanded, gripping her hand. She raised her eyebrow at me and urged for me to let her go.
"Don't tell me you're getting tired already, Frost," she replied. I released her for a mere moment before pulling her into a tight embrace.
"I need a break…" i mumbled on her soft skin. I could feel her heartbeat getting faster and how her breath was caught up on her throat.
"L-let go, we're in public for Witch's sake!" she muttered under her breath. I smirked on her skin, causing her to flinch in response.I put my hands on her waist, making random shapes when I realized how cold it was starting to become.
Right beneath her dress, a snowflake pattern had appeared. It looked majestic yet so delicate at the same time, like a piece of art that had magically been painted on the floor.
I looked up to see her face in pure shock.
(LET THE AUTHOR SPEAK HERE.)
It was 4:58pm and she groaned in annoyance or simply anger at herself. She couldn't find the right words to describe what her characters felt, what she wanted them to feel, nor did she have the energy to actually write. Her back was aching from all the traveling she's been doing with her family and she was just mentally exhausted with half the stuff going around her.
She yawned and stuffed her head into the pillow.
"I. Can't. Write. Crap."
For days, she's been in and out of her mind thinking about her new story.
"How the heck do I write something when I'm barely starting on my current fan fictions?" she mumbled.
She opened her 11-inch Macbook Air and opened her email, opening junk sent by her friends and teachers. She sighed at the sign of '9 reviews' on the latest chapter for Red Carpet Material and '12 reviews' for Casting a Spell.
Maybe she was too demanding?
Or was it that she wasn't writing well?
Asking for reviews was the same as digging for gold without a shovel.
"I'll just write, free style," she said, noticing how sweet those reviews were. She read a post earlier on wordpress, saying how free-style writing helps an author shape up their writing and helping the author in various ways. This would be the first time she's writing a chapter in total first person. In all honesty, she never ventured too deep into the first person world...with only one question in mind.
Was this writers block?
She wanted to put this whole date into one chapter. One magical chapter, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. After all, 'Gotta keep them thirsty' wasn't her motto for nothing. Wooing Elsa during a date wouldn't be an easy job for anyone; if she wrote it in a single chapter, all the excitement would vanish right after. Michelle smirked at the random ideas that popped through her mind.
Scrolling down, Michelle scanned her reviews, noticing all the advice she's being given. She was extremely fortunate that these people actually noticed the little mistakes. Yet the questions they were asking...they were extremely tempting to answer.
She was about to type her response to 'bigfan' about the spell, when it hit her.
She couldn't give out free spoilers!
She giggled at how these people could always make her smile, typing their favorite colors she would probably use in future chapters.
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Replies to Reviews.
I would PM you guys personally, but i really have no time right now. It's about 12:01 am right now and I'm drained. But please don't take this as a way for me to say "Don't review, I have no time for you," but as a..."REVIEW FOR ME PLS U MOTIVATE ME!1!"
To : 1BookWorm
You should have read my Valentine's special! So much cheesy-ness in one story! Aw, that last thing got to me! SAY IT! SAY THE WORD! SAY THE L WORD!
To : Trapid
I'm extremely sorry for not putting the date on this chapter. But it's getting there. (:
To : OoPoPocAndy
I don't know how I came up with that, hope it made you laugh!
To : Shiver
Your color pallet is the one i'm using for my room and background! HERE'S A VIRTUAL HUG FOR STAYING WITH THIS STORY ;-;!
To : Rodina
Ask away! I love it when my story makes people think! I'll answer some of your questions, but most will be revealed in future chapters.
Her parents are still alive, I want them to be because it's important for the plot of this story. Regarding his powers! You have to stick with me and this story to find out! ;)
To : Guesthuu
I love the color black! And I'll write as long as I can!
To : EveningWish
Her mom is alive and kicking,her story will be revealed in future chapters. She's currently a healing witch, because 'something' happened regarding her ice powers.
To : BloodJewel
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I LOV(ED) INTO THE WOODS! The ending completely stunned me though. I didn't know my story had that kind of vibe! :D Kristoff will be in this story, and of course...SVEN!
Long story short. I was lacking motivation to update any of my fanfics. I know it's annoying when authors hold back chapters and stuff, but readers should do their part and give us reviews.
They're important to us. Okay? :)
LET'S GET THIS STORY TO 60 REVIEWS!
AND RED CARPET MATERIAL TO 100! :D
~Michelle