Melt for me

Chapter Eight

                                                                    **Jack**

"Hey, yeah come to the woods often?..... Of course she doesn't she's a Queen! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I say, slapping my forehead with each stupid I say. Ugh... I have been waiting at the clearing we met at for... okay if I said the truth would I sound desperate? The truth is right when I found out she was the Queen, I came right here. I have no idea why but where else do I have to go? 

Plus I need to practice my skills.... not that I have any.

The moon is hidden behind some unusual black storm clouds.  Which is unsettling. Although I some what resent the moon and all that he has done to me, it brings me some comfort seeing him twinkle in the sky. It shows that at least someone is watching out for me, he doesn't say anything but now I realise that he doesn't have to, to get his point across. Santa can understand him fine without even him saying anything and I think that's what I need to learn how to do.  So the moon is covered with thick black clouds but the stars are out, bright and twinkly. Usually I would question such a weird thing in the sky.

But tonight my mind is on a certain blonde haired beauty whose icy wall hides a cute, sensitive  girl. Who is afraid of herself? Why, I don't understand. What could have happened to her to make her put such walls around her.  I mean usually the first thing you do is introduce yourself  and oh I don't know... perhaps mention; THAT YOUR A FRICKEN QUEEN OF A WHOLE ISLAND OR SOMETHING?  Okay, I should I seen that she is the same person but I wasn't really paying attention because I was angry that Elsa could only give permission....

Oh

Maybe... the reason only Elsa could give permission for the snow day... my mind tries to put the pieces together. Seeing little things bits but not the whole picture.  Kingdom.. afraid of Elsa but for what reason. She is locked away... saying she is not allowed outside. Lord Victor.. what is his connection to her? 

I pace back and fourth, flicking my staff this way and that.  Elsa was born was powers and yet I was given them. Could we be connected somehow? The thought of it makes me a bit happy inside. I wouldn't be so lonely anymore. When Santa, Tooth, Sandy and the Rabbit as too busy for me, it wouldn't matter because I would have Elsa.

Not creepy at all....Ugh I am such a stalker.

"Jack?" an unsure voice says. I stumble a bit and fall to the ground, looking at Elsa upside down, like I did the first night. "Hey..." I say trying to sound cool but how cool can you be when you are laying on the ground with is what I know a goofy smile on my face. "Haha... yeah.." I say quickly jumping up on my feet.  Elsa titles her head sideways.

OH GOD NOW WHAT?

Here I was planning how everything would go, everything except talking to Elsa and the stupid award goes to... you guessed it Jack Frost.   I  would face palm myself except I would look even more stupid then I already am.  Elsa takes a shaky breath; "Look Jack.. there's something I have to tell you, something I should have you first thing. I'll understand if you don't want to be friends..."

Friends?

What a strange word, something I don't hear that often I remind you.  But it does put that stupid grin back on my face. "You mean the whole Queen thing?" I say, looking at my nails like its nothing. "Yes the whole -, wait you know that I'm Queen?"  I roll my eyes (play it cool Jack, play it cool). "Well duh. I mean your the only ice power Queen I see standing here."  Okay I am totally making myself sound like a geeky know it all but better that then a dense moron who can't even get past his childish nature.

Elsa raises her eye brows but I can tell she is relived for she stops fiddling with her hands. "I just didn't want you to treat me any different Jack. I get enough of that at home." I give her sneaky smile. "What ever you say.. Princess or should I say your highness..."  I tease her.    Elsa slaps my arm with a look of mock anger. "Stop," she whines. 

Ugh, again with the sexy whiny voice.  If she keeps it up , I might just have to punish her for her cuteness. (Drink hot sauce until she passes out. Mwhahah)

We again fall into a weird silence. Each of us not knowing what to say but wanting to say so much. I want to ask her so much questions. How come your hair is so blonde? Were you born with your powers? Why is everyone afraid of you?  Do you prefer men with blue hoodies and staffs or what....

But thankfully Elsa asks the first question, saving me from the embarrassment of asking one of mine. "Where did you come from and... who are you?"  

Funny... I ask myself that same question everyday. But for Elsa... and only Elsa,  I will answer it.