Updated again, yay! The fun should start at any moment now, right?
- - - - - Elsa - - - - - ➳
Robin dropped off Rapunzel and me at the North Carolina Airport, which was overflowing with colored banners, neon light signs, and thousands of girls who wore the same Jack Frost merchandise.
He's here.
It's a fangirl's dream.
"I'll come back for you girls in like, five hours.", Robin opened the door for me, helping me get my massive black poster out of the car. "That should give you two enough time to finish fangirling, since I don't wanna hear about the guy in my car."
"Heh, you're just jelly, Robby.", Rapunzel snickered as she got out herself, and dragged a three-cartolinas long of a poster, saying 'Frosties Forever'.
Robin rolled his eyes, "Why would I be jelly of someone who isn't real?"
"Still jelly.", Punzie joked as Robin took off, and we were left in a sea of fellow Frosties, who were a tad more hysterical, and really more colorful.
"I feel like we're underdressed, or something.", I told Rapunzel as a squad of white-haired, blue-sweatered thirteen-year-olds passed by us, holding up gigantic styrofoam letters spelling out Jack's name. As they passed by, their plastic blue eyes went over our ensemble.
I was only wearing a dainty denim blue dress, my hair tied up in a bun, and some Sunnies... and yes, my neon banner that said, 'I Love Frost'. Simple, I guess.
Rapunzel was fairly the same... White wool sweater, with a short denim skirt, a blue and white rose crown suitable for Coachella, and red Keds.
We never felt like going overboard, printing out shirts with Jack's face on it, or attaching LED bulbs to make it sparkly... I'm not a fangirl...
Well, I do lose my chill at times, but I try to keep myself as moderate and modest as possible.
"GOD HE'S HERE OMG!", a girl started shouting like crazy, and swarms of girls pushed through Rapunzel and me to make way through the airport's doors. The piercing screams and shrieks of the children were echoing all over the airport, and we didn't even make it inside. We were just near the parking area, yet there were swarms of girls still around us. Rapunzel managed to squeeze herself into the crowd, and I was just left at the curb, standing there.
The bright summer sun did not blind the thousands of camera flashes that bombarded him... Jack Frost... my everything... I can't even.
There he is.
Dark aviator shades shrouded his eyes as he walked with and behind a couple of bodyguards, who tried to stop the rampaging fangirls from jumping into him. His smile was the one that caught me off guard by the sight of him. No, they weren't like those practiced and forced smiles in that chicken wing commercial... They were genuine... Like he wasn't expecting this much of a crowd to be rooting for him in the east. He stopped to sign a few autographs, and went on to enter a black car-- possibly taking him to his hotel.
And I just stood there. Utterly bedazzled by how he could light up my world by just walking down to a car.
We were now breathing the same air, riding down the same road, seeing the same buildings.
We were almost there, almost close.
Not too long after, red-lipped Deandra Paisley, who was wearing a huge sunhat and black shades, just slid through the crowd, ignoring her own fangirls and the people who were handing her autograph books. Even from afar, I saw her drag herself down the courtyard, and seemingly wishing that she was gone from the place.
Rapunzel soon got out of the dispersing crowd yelling, "Girl?! Where were you?"
"Just here...", I shrugged. "I didn't feel like fighting the fangirls."
"What? But you're the hardcor-est Frostie ever!", she dragged her poster as we walked back to wait for Robin.
Again, I shrugged, "I was too flabbergasted, I guess."
She seemingly bought it, and in fact, it was really real.
I was too wonderstruck to think.
Back home, I received a message from Vera Lynn, asking me when I was available to video chat with her. Automatically, I hit the button and called her, regardless of what time was it there.
"Vera!", I yelled, the moment her face appeared.
She looked stressed, strands of her hair falling out of her ponytail, and dark circles around her eyes.
"Dammit, Elsa, it's about four a.m. here.", she complained and tied up her hair again, noticing how unruly it was through the camera.
I pouted, "I'm rarely available, so you better be thankful!"
"Fine.", she smiled. "I heard Jack's visited the place."
"I know!", I almost yelled. "Isn't it amazing?"
Vera Lynn shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe for you, but not for me."
"I don't get how someone wouldn't like Jack...", I complained. "I mean, he's cute, he's talented, he's kind, and well, he's everything."
"He can choose however he wants to look like, Elsie.", she explained herself. "I want someone who is real."
We spent the entire afternoon chatting about each others' present lives. Somehow, she managed to spot out a cute guy in her university, and she's been making her move. Her prediction: the guy will take her out by the end of the month.
"So, how about your love life, little sis?", she then asked.
I rolled my eyes, "What love life? My only love and my only life is Jack. Period."
"Aw, that's too bad.", she playfully mocked a sad face. "If that's the case, then it isn't real"
My dear sister, if you only knew.
From: elstarfire.hale@gmail.com
Sent: Thursday, June 9, 8:21 p.m. [NCT]
To: jacksonfrost21@hotmail.com
Subject: Seeing you.
Dear Jack,
Next time, it would be best to remove your shades, and look at me (at all of us) with your piercing blue eyes.
You were enchanting today. Thanks for being here.
Love,
Elsa
- - - - - Jack - - - - - ➳
My eyes were wandering over the sea of girls in blue a few hours ago. I had no idea what she looked like, nor what her last name was. All I know is that there was a hundred percent possibility that I could be looking through her eyes at that very moment.
But the twist is... I do not know if it was her.
I appreciated all the stunts of the girls who came to see me at the airport. Surprisingly, their energy was the most out of all the countries I've ever visited.
Still my thoughts are a blizzard in my head, wondering if I had laid my eyes on her...
After the stressing interviews from one show to another, I finally got some alone time in my hotel room.
From: jacksonfrost21@hotmail.com
Sent: Thursday, June 9, 8:30 p.m. [NCT]
To: elstarfire.hale@gmail.com
Subject: Seeing you.
Dear Elsa,
I only came here to see you, so next time I'll take a note of that.
I bet you were enchanting, too.
From,
Jack
A/N: And so they meet... well, almost!
Thanks to the wonderful YOU... who is currently reading this really weird book, and is still hanging on every week for an update. I really love you all soooo much <3
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Julienne