Snowflakes Fall and So Did I

~CHAPTER 92~

~Elsa~

*Wednesday, March 19th*

"Are you sure you coming along won't affect your track practice?" I ask Astrid as she and Hiccup get into the car. A Chevrolet Express vehicle, to be exact. A simple vehicle would not be able to fit all of us. It was bought purposely for this reason due to it fitting between 12 to 15 people. We only needed a vehicle that could seat 10 people, but there's also luggage that we have to deal with.

I had to literally help Anna and Rapunzel pack because they were overdoing it with outfits. We would have been crammed for sure.

"There's no practice during Spring Break," Astrid assures me as she buckles up. "And if there is, that's the coach's fault for not telling me."

"You could always train in the hotel's workout room, too," Anna suggests. "It has pretty much everything. A pool, hot tub, sauna, workout room, a restaurant; if it had a rink, it would be perfect for Elsa."

Jack chuckles beside me. "You would never leave if that were the case."

I smile proudly. "Obviously. It sounds like a dream."

"And this is coming from someone who lives in a mansion," Hiccup comments. "Alrighty then."

"Hey now," I say as everyone else laughs. "We don't have an ice rink inside, so there are some things that are flawed."

"You could always add one to your home back in California," Rapunzel suggests, and the reminder makes my chest tighten.

After my parents died, I had only thought about my home one time. It had unfortunately been buried and forgotten due to my other problems, such as college and what I'm going to do about it, and the situation. If I take over the business right after high school, I'd have to return, and the idea of coming home to my parents' things still being there hadn't registered with me until just now.

That's...that's going to be so hard.

My main coping mechanism–besides skating–is pretending that they're still alive. For months, when there was no contact with them due to hardly any internet access on their side of the world, they were still breathing, and their hearts were still beating. We just weren't able to talk. If I remember correctly, I think they were able to reach out to us only one time. And now...now we really can't talk to each other, and it has nothing to do with no internet access at all. Pretending that they're alive is so much easier, but I know it's not exactly healthy either. It's better to accept that they're gone. And I have. I know that they're gone. It's the whole reason why I'm pretending.

It's what's getting me by. That and skating. And I think, for the most part, I'm doing okay. I have a big village of people who support me and will be there for me always. Some of that village is in the car with me now. The love of my life is sitting right next to me, and honestly, it's driving me crazy. Having Jack sit so closely next to me has had my nerves on fire ever since we picked him up about 15 minutes ago.

The way the vehicle is set up is like this. There are two seats in the front–driver and passenger, so my uncle and aunt. Then there are three conjoined seats behind them, another three seated row behind that one, and then in the very back are four. Jack and I are in the seats behind my uncle and aunt. Rapunzel, Anna, and Astrid are in the seats behind us, and Flynn, Kristoff, and Hiccup are in the seats behind them. And I know for a fact that Anna had set it up this way on purpose so Jack and I could be seated next to each other.

It's most likely going to be like that on the plane, too. It's going to be set up in a way everyone can be cuddled up during the flight, and there's no way I'm going to be doing any cuddling at all. Jack and I haven't even been on a second-first date yet. We've been flirting–wait, no, he's been flirting, I've simply been responding. It may come off as flirting, but I swear it's not like that at all.