~Elsa~

*December 16th*

Not much has changed since Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago. We got a new math teacher because Mr. Black is currently out of state tending to a sick relative (at least that's what North says), but everyone has been creating their own sort of conspiracy theories.

"He's creepy as hell. He's probably a serial killer and is going on a hunting spree."

"Maybe he's gone somewhere sunnier so he can tan. His skin is kind of gray looking. Too pale."

"Maybe he's gone to some sort of dental specialist. I mean, have you seen his teeth? They're like razor sharp."

"Or maybe he really is taking care of a sick relative? It's not that deep, you guys."

"He's been sick for weeks though. That's why he hasn't been to school, and suddenly he's all better to take care of someone else? Why would he risk getting sick again?"

And you know, that's a good point, but at the same time, family should take care of family. However, while it is very noble of him to sacrifice not getting paid, it's not very noble of me to be glad that he's gone. I don't dwell on it though. He's always freaked me out. Ever since day one. Him and Mrs. Gothel.

And I swear Mrs. Gothel has it out for Rapunzel. Apparently, she's failing her class, but hasn't told her parents about it. This has never happened to her before, she's not sure how to approach the situation. My aunt and uncle never attend Parent/Teacher conferences either because there was never a need to. They know we're good kids and strive to keep our grades passing. And while most teachers would contact the parents themselves, Mrs. Gothel has not. Which, according to Rapunzel, is the only good thing that Mrs. Gothel has done—or rather— hasn't done.

" I don't mean to be mean," she had said one afternoon. " But I really wish she would leave too."

All the teachers at Burgess High were new to me, but Mr. Black and Mrs. Gothel were new to the school, just as Anna and I were, and I find it kind of funny how everyone hates them. I'm thankful no one feels that way about me. Well, except Chloe and Lila and the other girls in their group, but they're underclassmen so they don't really count. And even if they were in my grade, their opinions of me don't matter.

It's taken me a long time to come to terms with that knowledge.

And as of what's currently happening right now, well…I'm getting ready to perform.

I guess the only major thing that has been going on these past few weeks were rehearsals. It took a lot of convincing for me to participate in Mrs. Robinson's holiday musical. All semester instead of singing or playing an instrument in her class, I had been doing substitute work with other students who would prefer not to show off their musical talents, if there even were any. For a handful of students, there were no other classes to put them in except music, so they really didn't have anything to offer.

But Anna just had to make a scene in class.

"Come oonnnn, Elsa! Next semester you'll have a different elective and won't have this chance. Don't you want to show off how beautifully you can sing? They'll be blown away! You've got to sign up!"

And of course, it sparked so much curiosity amongst my classmates, who had also pressured me into participating, and of course…I gave in to the pressure, not wanting to disappoint.

Anna had apologized afterwards when she had realized my discomfort, but after giving it some thought, I knew she was right. I'm not one to show off, but this will be my only chance to shine like how the others do in class. Just this once.

Only…my audience won't just be my peers in class. It'll be a whole auditorium filled with people. Students, parents, teachers. Being an heiress, I've had moments where I've accompanied my father when he would stand on a stage and speak to so many people about his projects. I remember standing on the side behind the curtains, peeking out to observe the scary crowd of people that I knew one day I would stand in front of too.

I'm a good actress when I need to be and when I'm focused hard enough. In order to not be embarrassed or shy or awkward in front of a crowd, I must act as though I haven't a care in the world, that it's no big deal, and that I am not intimidated by the slightest.

Sometimes I don't always have the best control on my emotions or am too slow to get my poker face on, I've come to realize that it got worse since I've started school here at Burgess High and met a certain someone (Jack). And of course, there's Anna who played a good part too.

And while I didn't do too well hiding my discomfort in class, I'm hoping when I'm on stage performing, that it'll look as if I'm a professional. That I was born to be in the spotlight, which obviously I'm not. I'll adapt to it, but truthfully, the spotlight belongs to my sister.

But luckily for me, I won't be performing alone. I was one of the few students who got a duet song, which means I have a partner.

" Alright, so pairing with Rosetta for the role as Elphaba, we have…" I remembered Mrs. Robinson had reached inside the black bowler hat and pulled out a small slip of paper. She unfolded it and when she said the name, I remembered how my heart and stomach did a flip. " Elsa ."

I remember smiling in disbelief as my classmates, especially Anna and Rapunzel, clapped and cheered.

" Holy rabies!" Mavis had said, "to play Elphaba from Wicked is such an honor. You're going to do great!"

" I mean, we have no idea what you sound like," Marianne had added, "and Elphaba's musical singing keys are pretty tough, but that makes it even better. We're going to be in for a real treat when we hear you sing."

" Just try to stay out of my spotlight," Rosetta had said, playfully, and winked at me . "We're going to blow them away as Glinda and Elphaba."

And to my surprise, I remember finding myself becoming more excited than nervous, even when it came to our first rehearsal. Everyone in class (plus some friends who had come to watch, including Jack), were indeed blown away with what they heard. I thought I was a bit pitchy on some parts, but their shocked reactions and clapping assured me that I have this all in the bag.

And now here I am, about to perform Defying Gravity one last time, in front of more people than I was expecting. More people than what I had been performing in front of during rehearsals. God, I was so nervous during the practice performances. That was nothing compared to now. I'm terrified. My throat felt dry and when I nervously gulped to moisten it, it felt like sandpaper.

"Hey," Rosetta says from behind me and gently puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. She was dressed in a big, blue and sparkling dress, very similar to the one that Glinda wears in the actual Broadway show, and her blonde wig looked unnatural on her head. She's so much better as a redhead. On top of her head was a tiara and from the reflection of the fake jewels, I could see my very green painted skin. "You've got this, Elsa. I know it's scary, but you were a natural during rehearsals. You were scared then too, and there were less people. Just pretend the crowd isn't there. You've done it before, you can do it again."

And then I remembered my father's words. Conceal, don't feel. They had a negative meaning in the past, to suppress my emotions, but now I'm going to use it to be brave. I think I have been without even realizing it.

I nod, summoning as much courage as I could. "You're right. Thanks. And hey?"

"Yeah?"

"You're going to be amazing out there."

Rosetta beams. "I know. You are too."

I smile, thankful for her friendship even though it's been brief. Rosetta is an underclassman who is notorious for being obsessed with how she looks. Beauty is everything to her, but she's kind. Nothing like Chloe and her gang. I doubt we'll talk as much next semester, but for the few weeks we've gotten to know each other, I know she's one loyal friend to have.

My heart jolts when Mrs. Robinson calls us next, and I take a shuddering deep breath in. Rosetta takes my hand and gives it a squeeze. "Come on," she grins, "let's defy gravity."

There are no words to describe the feeling I felt when my performance came to an end. I felt…high. I've never been high before, so I don't really know what that feels like, but I'm sure that's the closest I'll get to it. Adrenaline and euphoria coursed through my veins. I felt like I could literally fly. I felt invincible. I felt as though nothing could bring me down. Nothing at all. Not even Hans.

Hans. The gossip had died down about him completely, replaced with Mr. Black's sudden departure. I was so happy to no longer hear his whispered name in the halls and bathroom and cafeteria and classroom. Hell, I'm so happy now. Hans may still be missing, but he's not here right now and that's what I'm going to finally start enjoying. The now.

My eyes scan over the standing crowd as they cheer, looking for my people. My friends. My family. And there they were, taking up the entire two middle rows. Moana, Anna and Rapunzel were cheering backstage, their performances already done with, but the others were all there. And Jack—haha—he was cheering the loudest.

"Yeeeaaahhh! Whoop whoop! That green witch is my girlfriend! Whahooo!"

I couldn't help but laugh and had to swallow down happy tears. I'm pretty sure some of the green makeup is coming off because of my sweat; I do not want to add tears to the mix. This is all so amazing and…and overwhelming, but in such a good way. I'm so glad I didn't mess up.

Rosetta and I take hands and bow before exiting off the stage. When we made it back there, we were swarmed by all the other girls in our music class, who were praising us nonstop.

A couple minutes later, every participant goes to the stage to take one last bow, and then the show is over. My sister, cousin, Moana, and I waited to exit last, taking as many pictures as possible, and when we're finally reunited with our people, more pictures were taken, as well as a plethora of praises for my sister, cousin, and I. My aunt even got recordings.

"Your parents are going to love this," she says. "I'm going to post them on Facebook."

And Jack, well he even managed to get a kiss before I could stop him. "Jack!" I scold, holding in a giggle. "You're going to get green paint all over you."

"I don't care," he starts kissing my cheek multiple times, "you did awesome out there, babe."

I felt myself blush and was grateful for the green paint that hid it. "Thank you. Now I just got to take off all this green makeup."

"Nah keep it. Green is your color."

"Absolutely not. You know it's blue."

"You right, you right."

"Alright, alright," Merida chimes in, coming in between us. "Let's get you cleaned up and then food. I was promised if I came to your wee musical, there would be food involved, yeah?"

"And it's going to be at the best diner in town!" Says Flynn.

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"The Snuggly Duckling?" Astrid reads the sign in disgust and smacks Flynn. "Have you lost your mind? This is clearly a pub. You know what that is, right? A bar —"

"It's more than a bar, you vile creature," he steps away from her reach. "It's kid friendly. I would never bring adults to just a plain, regular bar." He gestures to the three adults with us: my aunt, uncle, and Principal North (who only wants to be addressed as North since it's after school hours) but it's so hard to break the habit. "Especially my school principal. No, this place is for people of all ages, and it holds a special place in my heart that I want to share with you all."

"Aww," says Rapunzel, genuinely. "That's so sweet, Flynn."

He grins. "Thank you, Blondie. And Blondie #2," he points at Astrid, "learn some respect."

"Blondie #2? What—"

North's bellowing laugh gets our attention then. "You children are very funny. And as long as you don't tell, I sure would like to go for a drink." And so, he ventured inside first, leaving some of us baffled.

"He really doesn't want his job anymore," says Anna, wide eyed.

"Well, he did tell me once how the only reason he hasn't retired yet is so he can be there on stage with Jack when he graduates." I say.

Bunny looks offended. "Oi, what about me? I'm graduating with Jack too. So is Tooth!"

"Aw," Jack smirks. "Are your feelings hurt? When we get home let's have Sophie put a band aid on your heart."

"Oh, Jack," Tooth scolds as she links her arm through Bunny's, taking him off guard. "You've got such a big head. I'm sure you're going to drive Elsa mad." She playfully winks at me, and I smile.

"Are we sure she hasn't already?" Merida inquires, and I'm unsure if she's serious or not. "I mean, after all, she's dating him willingly."

" Alright," Jack interrupts and opens the doors for us, "Get your butts inside and stop insulting me in front of the in-laws."

My aunt and uncle chuckle as they walk in, but of course my uncle just had to make a comment. "Break my niece's heart, and in-laws we won't be." And with an intimidating smile he follows my aunt the rest of the way.

My friends laughed at Jack, who stood flabbergasted, and I could feel my face heat with amusement and embarrassment. "Ignore him," I whisper in his ear, then give him a quick peck on the cheek before I slide my hand down to twine with his.

The inside of the Snuggly Duckling is very medieval-like, ranging in colors of reds, browns, oranges, and yellows. There are animal heads mounted along the walls, a bar to the left, tables sorted randomly throughout the main floor, and a stage in front of the tables. The lights are dimly lit, so we had to be careful where we walked, but the brightest part of the room came from the stage, where a random couple were singing.

"Oh my god," Moana says excitingly, "Is it karaoke night?"

Maui got just as excited. "Oh, hell yeah. Looks like it's my turn to show you guys what some real musical talent looks like." And off he went towards the DJ and sign-up sheet.

Meanwhile, while Moana's cousin went to the front, the rest of us went to find a place to sit. Luckily, it was a place where we could choose where to place ourselves, and even more luckily, we managed to find an area that would sit us near each other.

My aunt, uncle, and North all sat by the bar, and of course my uncle ended up getting a Corona beer. You would think he'd be sick of it considering the product is part of his company that he sees every…single…day. I know I would be.

Suddenly, while we're all in the middle of looking at the menus, a girl I've seen in the hallways at school approaches us in the Snuggly Duckling uniform. "Hey, guys! What can I get you all to drink?"

"Oh hey, Talia!" Astrid smiles and briefly waves. "I didn't know you worked here."

"Yeah," says Merida, who also knows the girl. "Surely you can find better."

Talia rolls her eyes. "Girl, tell me about it. I'm honestly thinking about quitting soon."

Flynn gasps. "What? Why? I refuse to believe such a thing. Without you, I won't get any discounts."

Talia snorts. "You never did to begin with. And I'm pretty sure you stole a lot of our alcohol when we weren't looking."

Flynn chuckles, looking sheepish. "I am innocent until proven guilty."

Talia looked annoyed. "Uh-huh. Oh, and Hiccup; Artie, Justin, and Fishlegs are here." She points over to a table across the room. "They're playing dungeons and dragons until I get off work. Do you want to join them? We're going to go to my house afterwards to continue if you'd like to come with us."

All eyes go to Hiccup and much to our surprise he agrees. "Actually, yeah. I've been meaning to talk to them about some ideas I have for the DnD campaign, but I can't go home with you. Dad wants me home by midnight and knowing us we'll lose track of time." He gets up from his seat and says to us: "Come get me when you guys leave."

We watch as he goes, stunned that he would ditch us. It wasn't until Talia got our orders that someone finally said something about it. And of course, that someone was Astrid.

"Did he just…ditch us?" And maybe it's me but I swear she almost sounded hurt.

"Hold up, since when has Hiccup had other friends besides us?" Jack asks, and he looks genuinely offended. "Like, as far as I'm aware I'm the first person, besides Merida, who actually stood up for him. I'm the first person who became his friend that wasn't his cousin. So since when has he been hanging out with Artie, Justin, and Fishlegs? And doesn't Fishlegs sometimes hang out with y'all's other cousin Snotlout? The same guy who gives Hiccup hell. Wh—"

"Oi for Christ's sake," Merida interrupts, "he's been friends with them since Freshmen year. Plus, you're two grades above us. There were times when you weren't always there for him, and they were. He's allowed to have other friends, you know? Don't be jealous. Also, Fishlegs only hangs around Snotlout because he gets paid to do Snot's homework. I'm surprised Snot actually pays."

Jack huffs. "Well, excuse me. Can you blame me for being salty? He just ditched us!"

Merida smirks and gestures to me. "I think as long as you're kissing Elsa, you'll be fine."

Jack's face suddenly lights up. "You know what, I do believe you're right." He turns his head and goes in for a kiss, but I put my hand on his mouth to stop him.

Giggling, I say, "If you keep kissing me, you'll grow tired of it."

I felt his lips curl up into a smile under my hand. He gently removes it and gives it a kiss. "Impossible." He winks and it sends my heart soaring.

The conversations go on, jumping from different topics, but Astrid was silent. I grab my phone and send her a quick text.

E: You okay?

She sees it immediately and sneakily texts back.

A: Yeah. Just tired

Which translates to no. Obviously. I've used it many, many times.

E: It's about Hiccup huh?

Her eyes widen at my text, and she snaps her head up to make eye contact with me. I raise an eyebrow in question, and in response I get a glare and head shake. Thankfully, she texts back.

A: Absolutely not! Why would you think that? I just think it's messed up that he'd just leave us like that. It was rude.

I smirk as I type my response.

E: You said it's not about him, but then proceeded to complain about him. I'm getting mixed signals here. Are you jealous?

Astrid's eyes go even wider.

A: Jealous?! No offense but that's the stupidest thing you have ever said. Why would I be jealous? Because he's hanging out with a group of people that doesn't involve me in it? Ha! As if. He wishes. I don't care who he hangs out with as long as it's not Heather. He can go to Talia's house all he likes. It sounds like he already has before. BUT HEY! It's not Heather so that's all that matters.

E: Because you're jealous of him being around her right? Heather, I mean. Sounds like you're a bit jealous of Talia too

A: Absolutely not! I actually like Talia a lot. Plus, she has the hots for Justin…who I guess does act a lot like Hiccup, but Justin is a redhead, and that's all Talia needs to stay locked and loyal. But Heather…ugh. Why does everyone think I'm jealous of her being around him?! I'm not! I'm just protective of him because I don't trust her. Protective like any good FRIEND should be toward another FRIEND. End of discussion

E: Astrid, I know what denial looks like. I denied it too with Jack. Everyone knew before I did. Including you. And now it's reversed. You can talk to me about these things instead of bottling them up. I know what that's like too and trust me…it's not fun. It's okay to have a crush on someone. It's not the end of the world.

She stares at the screen for a long time, and I'm afraid I've truly offended her. Finally, though, she begins to text back.

A: It's not okay when the person is your best friend's cousin…if things don't end well, everything will get awkward. Everyone gets affected by it. Plus, I've seen what losing a significant other looks like. When my aunt lost her husband, she became a whole different person…I don't want to go through that pain…

For a moment, I don't know what to say. Her response confirms that she has a crush on Hiccup. She didn't deny it. I'm a bit taken aback at how easily she opened up to me, and it makes me wonder how long she's been holding this in. Has she even told Merida? Her bestest friend? Sometimes I wonder what all goes on in their lives. Some of my friends are Anna's age, a year or two younger. I don't always hang out with all of them, and our classes are either few or none at all. What troubles do they hide? How can I help? I don't want them to hide themselves like I've done.

Before I can type a reply, the DJ calls out Maui's name and Moana's giant hunk of a cousin makes his way across the floor to the stage. The friend group cheers him on, he introduces himself, and then…the music starts.

And oh my god he's actually really good. I did not think he could rap at all. When his song ends, everyone in the building is applauding, and he surprises us all again by nominating the next person.

"Alright, so my friend Flynn paid me to nominate, no, challenge, our other friend, Astrid, to the stage to sing Disgusting by Kesha."

All eyes go to Astrid, and I've never seen her look so pissed. I've seen her mad before, but this expression would have even scared a ghost. "Motherfucker." She says about Maui then turns her gaze to Flynn. " Motherfucker!" She says to him . " You paid him to nominate me?! I can't sing!"

"You know you don't have to do it, Astrid," says Moana, looking guilty at her cousin's actions. "They're just trying to get a rise out of you."

"She has no choice though," Merida clarifies. "He said the C-word. Challenge."

Astrid sighs before getting to her feet. "And I never back down from a challenge." She heads towards the stage, punching Flynn hard in the shoulder on her way.

"Ow," he says as he rubs his wounded arm. "Good luck!"

Astrid gets on the stage, still looking mad as hell, no hint of nervousness in her features, just fury. But once the music starts, that's when I see a hint of her not-bothered demeanor break.

" My heart booms at the speed of light

But the exit sign's always on my mind, always in my sight

I could say that I really want to stay

But the devil inside always wins the fight, always gets his way."

She wasn't wrong when she said she can't sing. Her voice is awkward and pitchy, but what had me bewildered was the fact that she seemed to actually know the song.

" Jump out the window, gotta get out on the highway

When things are getting too attached, I need an escape

I'm seein' stars and there is nothing more that I hate, baby

There's somethin' that I gotta say "

She starts to feel herself, her body visibly becoming less tense, and moving to the beat.

" It's disgusting, how I love you

God, I hate it, I could kill you

'Cause you're messin' up my name

Gotta walk my talk, my fame

But I just wanna touch your face

It's disgusting

It's disgusting how you changed me

From a bandit to a baby

Think I might gotta change my name

If I'm gonna walk this walk of shame

Look at what you do to me

It's disgusting!"

She was looking into the crowd now, away from the lyrics on the screen that I bet she wasn't even using to begin with, and as she scanned the room while she sang, her eyes landed on a certain boy. Hiccup. And instead of looking away, she kept his gaze. And Hiccup—hahaha—even with the distance between us, I could see how wide his eyes are, lit up like the Fourth of July, and his mouth being slightly agape.

Astrid continues the song, never tearing her eyes away from Hiccup's, and I sent a prayer that he would get the hint. She's pretty much telling him that she loves him. I don't know how or when that happened, but just like Jack and I, I'm sure her and Hiccup have had their moments where love sparked like a flame.

When the song ends, people cheer, and Astrid rushes off the stage faster than lightning.

"Encore, encore!" Shouts Flynn, who dodges another punch from Astrid. "Ha! Saw that one coming."

"You're a real piece of shit, Flynnigan," she says, but she's smiling. "But surprisingly, that was actually kind of fun. Who's next?"

Rapunzel jumps to her feet and takes Flynn's hand. "We'll go!"

Flynn jerks his hand back and shakes his head. "Oh no. No way, Blondie. I don't sing. Besides, haven't you had enough singing for the night?"

Astrid burst into maniacal laughter. "Oh, come on Flynn. I challenge you."

"Why you little—ugh! Fine!" Flynn scowls. "I'll show you what real singing is." He takes Rapunzel's hand and leads them to the DJ and stage.

A few minutes later, they're on the stage, and the music starts.

" All those days watching from the windows

All those years outside looking in

All that time never even knowing

Just how blind I've been

Now I'm here blinking in the starlight

Now I'm here suddenly I see

Standing here it's all so clear

I'm where I'm meant to be

And at last I see the light

And it's like the fog has lifted

And at last I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once everything looks different

Now that I see you"

Rapunzel's voice is soft and beautiful and just oh-so angelic. She performed amazingly earlier tonight. As did my sister and friends. It makes me partially want to start a band which I'm pretty sure is Jack rubbing off on me. Because Single-Elsa would never think of something like that.

My thoughts come to a halt when Flynn sings next, taking the whole friend group by surprise.

"All those days chasing down a daydream

All those years living in a blur

All that time never truly seeing

Things, the way they were

Now she's here shining in the starlight

Now she's here suddenly I know

If she's here it's crystal clear

I'm where I'm meant to go"

And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, him and Rapunzel sing together.

"And at last I see the light

And it's like the fog has lifted

And at last I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once everything is different

Now that I see you

Now that I see you. "

We were left in shock. Not only because it was surprising that Flynn knew the song, but also at how beautifully his and Rapunzel's voices blended together. I could listen to the two of them sing all day. What really touched my heart though was the way they were looking at each other. You can just tell that they are both head over heels in love with the other, especially Flynn. I've never seen him look more in love with her than I do now.

And if I can see it, her parents must too.

But before I could take a swift look over at my aunt and uncle, the lights go out, and as if on cue, you can see Flynn and Rapunzel's shadows lean forward, their faces touching in what looked to be a kiss. The boys in our group cheered the loudest, more so than the girls by far, and I couldn't help but clap.

"She sure is a daredevil," I say to no one in particular.

"And he sure is a wee devil," says Merida, who was clapping too as she shook her head. "He really is quite good."

"I got to hand it to him," Astrid adds, laughing. "He really did impress the hell out of me."

"Are we really not going to address that they just kissed?!" Anna exclaims.

"Eh they've pretty much been a couple this entire time," says Moana.

Jack got to his feet suddenly and extended his hand out to me. "Okay, enough about that. I can accept that Flynn is a beautiful singer, but I cannot accept no one thinking the same of me. Especially Merida and Astrid, the most judgmental girls I have ever met. It's my turn to shine."

I glance at his hand, confused. "So why are you holding your hand out for me then?"

"Because we're going to sing a duet too," Jack answers, smiling. "I'll even let you pick the song."

For a moment, I was going to say no; that I've had enough singing for the night. But then I remembered how it felt being on the school's stage. That feeling I felt is the same feeling I used to feel when I would ice skate. I can't let that feeling go. I need to keep embracing it, no fear attached. Because the more I do that, the more connected to the ice I will feel again someday. The more ready I'll be to return to my real stage.

And so…

I take his hand.

I told the DJ what song I wanted, and while it's a favorite duet of mine, I'm not sure how everyone else will feel about it. Some think it's a creepy song. Others simply don't like Christmas music. But Jack said I could pick, and I genuinely don't care how everyone will feel about the choice. I'm just hoping Jack knows the lyrics.

With his grandpa being the living embodiment of Santa Clause, he certainly should.

I stare into the crowd as Jack and I wait for the music to start, not nearly as nervous as I was hours before. Now, granted, there's less people, and they're people who I don't see every day at school, but my performance from earlier also helped me get used to the staring eyes. Honestly, I should have been used to them forever ago. Eyes will be on me always.

The music starts, and I begin.

" I really can't stay... "

Jack was so bewildered, he missed his part, causing some audience members to laugh. I ended up laughing too, but quickly composed myself.

" I gotta go away– "

Jack snaps into action, flipping like a switch, his eyes filled with flirtatious swagger. " Baby it's cold outside."

" This evening has been–"

"Been hoping that you'd dropped in–"

"So very nice–"

"I'll hold your hands they're just like ice– "

And just like that, we went on, singing in perfect harmony. Just like Flynn and Rapunzel. Just like soul mates.

The song finally ends, and we take a bow, holding hands the entire time until we're back in our seats.

"Dang Jack," says Moana, "We've heard you sing in car rides, but we've never actually heard you sing where you were seriously trying. Your voice is so good. Smooth and deep–"

"Which definitely doesn't match his face or body though," Merida comments, but smiles kindly. "But that makes it even cooler. Good job."

Jack's grin is wide. "Why thank you. That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

Merida rolls her eyes. "Yeah, well, don't get used to it."

And so, the rest of our time at the Snuggly Duckling consisted of fantastic food and fantastic singing. I had no idea that most of the boys in our group were such good singers. Flynn, Jack, Kristoff, and Bunny should have been in music with us. Even Merida had gone up on stage, singing some kind of Celtic ballad that really made it feel very renaissance-like.

In all, we had a great time.

And it wasn't until we all got home that my uncle finally confronted Rapunzel.

"You are in so much trouble, young lady," he had said as soon as we had walked through the doors.

"For kissing the boy she likes?" Said my aunt, laughing. "Oh, Freddie, be reasonable. She's not a child anymore. She's a teenager. Don't you remember us?"

And while the two of them bickered back and forth, my sister, cousin, and I giggled all the way up to my room, where the three of us slept in my enormous bed together.

Just like the good old days.

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Author's Note: For those who didn't know, the woman who plays the original Glinda from Wicked (Kristen Chenowith) also voices Rosetta from the Tinkerbell movies. So I had to have her and Elsa (Idina Menzel aka the original Elphaba) have a scene together. I hope you enjoyed this cute little musical chapter. Because it's not a high school story without a few musical numbers.

Astrid's song: Disgusting by Kesha (or Miranda Cosgrove; both really good and catchy)

Alternative songs for Astrid: I Can't Help Falling in Love (Hercules) and Heart Attack (Demi Lovato)

*I wanted to do the lesser-known song. Definitely check it out if you'd like!