United We Stand(Being Edited)

Chapter 18

AN: this is all just Jelsa. It goes back to the morning, and has all jelsa and just elsa stuff, basically. Just how it ended up being written.

Chapter 18

Elsa POV

Waking up, I'm exhausted. Until, of course, I remember the fact that there are FIVE BOYS IN MY HOUSE. I curse under my breath. Why did I let myself be persuaded? We don't need them finding out about me. Even more desperately I need to keep them from finding out about Anna. I don't think that she even knows, thank god. I look around, and it looks like everyone else went into a guest room, except, of course, for Anna. Since she found out, we've shared a room to make up for lost time. I check the time, and it's six. Two hours to school.

Quietly, I walk over to Anna and shake her shoulder.

"Mmmmmm..." She makes a noise, pulling the covers over her head. Rolling my eyes, I leave her to her sleep. I can wake her up later.

Quickly, I shower and dry my hair. I tie it into a loose French braid and twirl into a bun at the back of my head, weaving a few slim ribbons into it. I pull on a sleek silk dress, loose around my knees and tight at the bodice. Picking up my backpack, I go downstairs and get out a bowl of cereal. I eat quietly, glad that for once I'm the first awake. I guess that Mulan is probably awake, but she always goes to run and do her athletic routine.

"Hey." A voice says, and I start, looking back.

"Oh. It's you." I say, rethinking my decision once I see Frost.

"So, our project. We should probably start it today." He said, face coated with a smirk, "I thought of a song."

"So did I." I say with a shrug, "Let it Go. I wrote it when I was... Younger." I say, practically saying the why as well. The why being to get myself to not be afraid of my powers anymore. That would be a bad secret to spill.

"Hallelujah, it's by Rufus Wainwright." He said, leaning back.

"Do you want to just... Almost blend them together? I can play my song on the piano, can you play yours?" I say, biting my lip slightly. I don't know that song at all.

"Well enough." He said, shrugging, "I took some piano lessons when I was little."

"I can mix up the song lyrics and play some transition bits." I say, mind recalling both songs and starting to meld them together into one melody.

"Cool. So, practice, here I guess, at four?" He suggests and I nod, "And, er, maybe go out to get ice cream or something after?" I take a second, gnawing on my bottom lip.

"Maybe." I relent. He doesn't seem all that bad, really.

"Sweet." He replies, grinning wildly. I glance at the clock, and get up quickly. It's already seven.

"I have to get Anna up." I say, hurrying upstairs.

Jack POV

I nod, and watch her as she runs upstairs, waiting a minute or so before tiptoeing up after her. I make it to her fathers study and slip in. Ignoring the decorations, and trying not to think about the fact that Elsa is just way out of my league, I go over to the desk and quietly pull out a drawer. Finding nothing, I shut it and glance out the door. Rapunzel runs last it, but doesn't notice me. Turning away and shutting it, I glance at the window.

I climb out, and carefully climb down. I practically fall off several times, but manage to make it to the ground in one piece, I go back inside and grab my stuff, kicking the guys as I went. They were all asleep, save for Shang who had gone out to run.

I pick up my backpack and staff, weighing it in one hand before hiding it. I can't let them find it, but I also can't bring it to school. So, I'll have to risk hiding it until I get home.

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Elsa POV

I laugh, almost coughing up my ice cream. In the end, I had agreed to go to ice cream with him. The song was done, and our performance would be tomorrow first thing. I eat some more, savor in the chocolate and hear Jack's laugh. I look up.

"What?" I ask, wiping at make believe chocolate on my face, assuming that that's the reason.

"You just look so peaceful, eating chocolate." He says, smiling. I roll my eyes and eat some more.

"It's not my fault it's delicious." I say, smiling.

He laughs at me, eating his own ice cream, mint chocolate chip. I bite my lip to keep from laughing at him; his face is covered in ice cream.

"You must be cold." I comment.

"What, why?" He asks, and I laugh.

"Your face- it's covered in ice cream." I say, laughing as he snatches up a napkin and wipes it off of his face. I reach out and pull a chunk with a chocolate chip from his hair, still laughing, "Aren't you cold?" I ask, slightly nervous. What if...

"Oh, I didn't notice. I was to busy watching your chocolate love." He replies, and I blush while he laughs at me.

"Shut up!" I say, slapping his arm.

AN: next chapter up on next posting date, or at 90 votes. Song coming up soon. :)