5. Family Home
The door creaks open while I make a slight change to my make up and take another look in the mirror. "Have any plans after this?" Jack asks me, leaning against the door frame. I shake my head and lean down to tie my shoes. "Good because I'm taking you to my house, I want to show you something." he says and then walks out. I just stand there, staring at the door, waiting for him to come back and explain. But the host of the pageant is calling out my name so I take a deep breath and walk out onto the stage with white lights blinding me, girls plastered with make up glaring at me from the shadows and an overly bright smile fixed in place.
"I thought you'd be a bit happier, being crowned beauty queen of Arendelle." Jack says as he pulls into the driveway of a house that I can't even guess how many rooms it has. I shrug, spinning the small crown I was given. Jack studies me for a moment then hops out of his car and opens the passenger door for me. I jump out and follow him into the extravagant house. Three young children; two girls and one boy; run to the door and hug Jack tightly. He laughs and swings the youngest girl around while she screams with laughter. Jack puts her down and smiles at all three of them and I can't help but smile with him. "Elsa this is my sister Amy," He points to a girl of about seven with shoulder length brown hair. "And my two cousins Sophie and Jamie." he points to the five year old girl with floppy blonde hair he spun around and a ten year old boy with a tooth missing at the front who grins at me. "Guys, this is my friend Elsa." He tells them. He smiles at me and I smile back when I realise that Sophie is hugging my legs. Jack tries to pull her off of me and the other two laugh before helping him try to pull the giggling girl off my legs. I laugh along with them and bend over, picking the girl up and spinning her round just like Jack did. She screams in delight then wraps her arms around my neck as though she has known me all her life. Jacks gently peels her off me and carries her into the living room and throws her onto a large leather sofa. Her cousin and brother join her and Jamie begins to flick through TV channels. I lean against the door frame, watching Jack settle them all and pick a program they all like. Then he turns to me and takes my hand, leading me out of the room and downstairs into the basement. "This is where I came whenever I used to feel angry." He tells me, leading me into a warm room that has been redone as a gym. I look at him in confusion and he leads me to a smaller room that leads off it with a punch bag hanging from the ceiling and a pair of rarely used boxing gloves in the corner. "My mum said you can have it if you want." He says, running his hand over the bag. I shake my head. Jack just shrugs and begins to walk out, pulling his hood up as he goes. I follow him, wondering if I have hurt his feelings. He walks into his room and I dither outside, wondering whether to follow him in or give him time alone. I slide my back down the wall and sit on the floor with my head in my hands. I feel two arms wrap around my shoulders, a small figure climbs into my lap and soft hair tickles my neck. I move my hands away from my face and see Jamie, Sophie and Amy crowding around me. "Did you and Jack have an argument?" Jamie whispers. I shrug, pulling them all into a hug. The door creaks open and Jack looks at us all, a smile creeping across his face. He beckons me into his room and the three young children run away laughing.