Amaya turned to Jack when she heard him curse “What’s up…. Whoa! Did you just finish the whole thing?!,” she exclaimed as she stared at her own ice cream barely even half of it eaten, “How on earth did you eat that fast?,”
“I have no idea,” he answered, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and disbelief. “It’s not like I wanted to eat that fast.” He sighed, placing the empty container on the coffee table. The movie played on, and Jack went back to watching.
“Unreturned emotions happen to be quite a common habit in my life.” Wendy’s expression had turned into a sort of sad smile. She understood what he meant, completely. The only difference seemed to be she was on the receiving end of her predicament and by the tone of Jack’s he was on the other side. Quickly, she returned her attention back to the object in his hand. “That wooden…stick-” she poked it with an extended forefinger, it felt as chilly as ice, “helps you fly?” The girl brought her hand to her chin in a thinking position, her mind whirring. “Do you have to think happy thoughts?”
“Oh?” he said, raising his brows in curiosity. “That’s too bad, then.” Their discussion then returned to his staff and he stretched his arm out so she could get a better view of the wooden object. “It does, yeah,” he answered with a nod. “But no, not necessarily. I do have to believe, though.” He smiled; remembering that before Jamie believed in him, he had to believe in himself. And that took a lot, even for Jack.
Ah, the moment of truth. Rapunzel sighed and nervously tapped a finger on her frying pan, “Well, you see, I think that might be my fault. I wasn’t exactly supposed to leave. And when I got back she was just gone. I thought she might be looking for me, but no one said anything about seeing her.” She felt a bit better having gotten that off her chest, but the worries still plagued her.
“Yes, actually,” she said, her smile somewhat returning, “that was my plan.”
Jack raised an eyebrow as she narrated her misadventure. “Ah, quite the badass, are we? That’s good. Rebellion can be a good thing, you know,” he said with a smirk, noticing her frying pan. He wondered why she had brought it along; was it a weapon of hers? He intended to know. “What’s up with the frying pan, though?”
“I was actually headed to Corona tonight,” he announced, a bright smile on his face. “Mind if I tagged along?”
“This is getting awkward,” she thought to herself, especially when she’s witnessing right in front of her. Amaya should leave not wanting to see this, part of her feel rude from leaving, so she pretended nothing happen as she reached for another fry in the box.
“Wh- what’re you saying?” Jack said naively, a frown visible on his face. Elsa was frowning, too. “You know exactly what I mean, Jack,” she turned away, and walked out of the room. And that was it. They were done. Jack rolled his eyes. This was going to hurt like a bugger. What’re you even upset about, stupid? You were going to break up with her anyway, he thought to himself, but it did not give him the comforting that he expected. He sighed, getting out of his seat. “I’ll see you later, Amaya. Just gonna… go do something.”
”O-okay…” Avelyn softly said. She saw Jack skating in her left eye corner. ”Omg, I’m ice skating. This is so cool, I’ve never though I would actually do that!” A bright smile appeared on her face.
She felt her balance getting worse, feeling that she leaned backwards. While waving her free hand to get her balance back, she screamed while falling down.
“Whoa there!” Jack exclaimed at she grabbed Avelyn’s other arm to steady her up and keeping her from falling. When he realized that pulling her wouldn’t be enough - he did catch her a few seconds late - he jumped and drifted in the air to keep her up. He didn’t care if she ran away screaming because he could fly, he made a promise that she wouldn’t fall. And he was a man of his word.
“You okay?” he asked, still floating in the air as he held to support her.
Although Amaya missed the first half of her school period today she’s glad that she didn’t miss her last subject, Biology, before recess. When the school bell rang she gathered her stuff and made her way to the cafeteria hoping to see Jack there.
“Just fries, please,” Jack told the cafeteria lady. He smiled at her before turning to find an open table. He spotted one at the corner of the room; one that was meant for only two people. Placing his tray on the table, he sat down and waited while munching on his fries.
“Uh, not exactly, no,” she admitted, guessing that it was probably common knowledge to those who hadn’t grown up in a secluded tower. Rapunzel was a bit embarrassed, but her curious nature wasn’t going to let it go. “So what is it?”
Jack paused for a while, not quite sure how to explain. “It’s when two people kiss on New Year’s day,” he began after clearing his throat. “To show how much they like each other. And to probably celebrate the New Year, too.” He shrugged, hoping he had made himself clear.
“Oh, hi!” Rapunzel replied, smiling widely and looking the newcomer over once. “I like your staff, did you make it yourself? I like to make things, too.” She offered, wondering why he seemed so hesitant.
“Thanks!” Jack said, glad - and mostly relieved - that the girl could see him. She seemed like a nice person, and he had been lucky enough to be able to run into her. He chuckled. “I guess I did, yeah. I like your hair. It’s very…” he paused, not knowing if he should say long. She probably got that all the time. “Golden,” he decided.
