There was something completely and utterly satisfying about eating a million desserts to the point where Annabelle felt like she would either explode or vomit. She and Tyler had agreed on watching Frozen, mainly because it was one of the only movies on the hotel's TV. All the other ones were either chick flicks that Annabelle wouldn't have minded watching, but Tyler would rather cut his throat off. The other selections were action movies, which Tyler would have been fine with, but Annabelle didn't feel like watching. Frozen was the type of feel-good movie that almost anyone could watch at any time.
"You know, it makes me mad when people say that Frozen is the only movie that teaches girls that they don't need a man to save them," Annabelle said, sticking a chocolate strawberry in her mouth. Tyler was polishing off a piece of cheesecake.
He looked at her with a look that read deer-in-the-headlights all the way. "It's not the only one?" he asked cautiously.
Annabelle threw the green part of the strawberry on the empty plate in front of her. "Oh, Tyler," she said. "You've got a lot to learn."
"Why's that?" he asked.
"Okay, have you never seen a Disney movie? I mean, what about Mulan? Or Merida? Those two girls kicked some butt! Without, mind you, a man to save them. In fact, Mulan ended up saving the guy, and Merida didn't even have one by the end of the movie!"
"Sorry, I'm not really updated on the Disney lingo."
"You said that you had little siblings," Annabelle pointed out. "Don't they watch Disney movies? Almost every kid does."
Tyler ran a hand through his hair. "Well, sometimes, but..."
"Wait, shhh!" Annabelle exclaimed. "It's the good song!" She focused her attention to the TV, where Elsa was about to sing "Let It Go" because she was finally free to do all of her icy magic stuff.
Tyler stared at the TV. "I've only seen this movie once, but I forgot how good this song is."
Annabelle nodded vigorously. "Idina Menzel has such a good voice. Demi Lovato does, too, but... Idina sounds so much better."
Tyler chuckled to himself. Annabelle flashed a glare in his direction. "What?" she asked.
He shrugged. "You're very different on the outside than you are on the inside, Anna."
"How so?" she asked. She broke into the chocolate bar that she found in her purse.
"Okay, so you know how they say don't judge a book by its cover?" he asked her.
"Are you going to make some cheesy metaphor in regards to that?" she asked, only half-teasing.
Tyler grinned and shook his head. His legs had been crossed, but now he uncrossed them and lied down on his side, his body facing her. "Well, it's like your cover is made of steel and metal. All hard. You can't break into it, it seems. But then... you find a way to crack it, little by little. Once you get inside that book, you find out things. Things that are so beautiful you can't comprehend them."
Annabelle blushed. "You should write poetry," she said, more bitter than she wanted to sound.
"Anna..." Tyler said. His eyes demanded that she look at them, so she did, because they really were gorgeous.
"I'm sorry, I just... it's like I told you. Nobody has ever treated me like this, or wanted to. How do I know you're not going to ditch me or something?"
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Light as a Feather
AdventureA family reunion, an heirloom, and a huge house. This is the combination that will force Annabelle Jason to become someone she never thought she could or ever would be.
