The NEWBIE

Chapter 26

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ELSA

"You know, I thought I'd never go to the dance after Eugene." Anna shared, while both of us were on the couch. I kept changing the channels because there wasn't anything good on.

"Kristoff, he's a charmer. Captain of the basketball team." She added. She kept on babbling about what happened when a boy asked her to the dance but I really didn't catch what she was saying because I was so busy on the remote. Anna noticed that I wasn't paying attention so she snatched the remote control from my hand.

"What did I just say?" she interrogated while she snuck the remote control under the throw pillow.

"I don't know – get that back!" I answered, my arms reaching to her back from which she placed the pillow.

"Great listener, are you?" she demanded, "I've been talking my ass off and you just sit there changing the channels."

"So?" I said, as I slump my back on the couch.

"Did someone ask you?" she continued, looking as though she was interested to know about me. "C'mon, tell me."

"Yes." I sighed. "Now will you please give the remote back?"

"Was it Jack Austin?" she leaned closer as though she didn't hear what I just said. "Look! You're turning pink."

"I-I'm not." I said, folding my arms. Jack Austin? Why him? I couldn't imagine him asking me out; almost like that kind of gesture is out of his league.

"He asked you, didn't he?" Anna said, tickling the side of my hip.

"Ugh, Anna! Stop that! Really! Really mature!" I argued, slapping her hand off me. "No! He didn't ask me!"

Anna stopped tickling me and settled down on the couch. The smile on her face disappeared when she looked at me, frowning.

"Didn't your so-called-friends tell you that that guy never attends the Winter Dance?" I told her.

"I know," Anna said, still frowning. "I'm just teasing you."

I rolled my eyes and then quickly took the remote behind her.

"But you like him." She suddenly said. I turned to her again, my left eyebrow arching. After that, Anna didn't stop. Her mouth never ran out of words to spat on me. The longer she spoke, the more I can't stop myself.

"Please, Anna! Stop saying that I like him because I don't!" I shouted. I heard Dad from upstairs yelling things like 'what's happening?' or 'keep it down, kids!'

"Just admit it." Anna continued. "You like him."

"No I don't. I think you're the one who likes him because if you compare the two of us, you are the easy-to-get-type." I responded, angrily.

"Well, yeah. I do kinda' like him. I mean, all my friends do." She said. "But you two look somehow good together. Girl with pale blond hair and the guy with white hair. That's a match made from heaven." After she said these words, I quickly took a pillow and then threw it on her face. She's been talking on and on, she just can't stop.

Jack and I are like oil and water. We just can't be together. I think.

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JACK

"Hiccup and Merida, what an unlikely couple." I said. Hiccup was busy working on our homework. "Mercup? Mericcup?"

Hiccup never responded anything to what I had been saying since we arrived at my bedroom. He just violently scratches his head like some dog that has lice every time I say something about him and Merida. Sometimes when he's busy scribbling down on his notes, he would aggressively cross things out and then throw it angrily at the trash bin. He had done it so many times that my trash bin didn't have any space for more crumpled papers.