Elsa’s P.O.V

I woke up early; a little too early. By the time I realised that it indeed was a Monday morning it took around half an hour to try and remember what I did yesterday. Oh just homework due for today, and the day before was awkwardness with frostidiot.  I grudgingly got up and trudged to my wardrobe. I pick out a sky blue tank top and navy Canterbury tracksuit bottoms along with a pastel pink hoody. School doesn’t start for another 40 minutes. I rummage through my bag to find my diary only to see all the boxes for my homework ticked off. Maybe I could sleep just a little longer. After my daily morning routine I go to bed to cherish those last few minutes. But before I got any sleep I was disturbed by a knock at the door. I hesitantly run downstairs with my bag placing on the kitchen counter and I open the door to reveal a frostidiot.

            “Why are you here?” I ask.

            “I came to give you a lift to school.” He replies with his signature smirk.

            “Okay well um how do you know where I live?” I don’t remember giving him my address.

            “I have my sources and remember I came here to do a project with Anna.” He replies. Oh…well that makes sense.

            “Well um sorry but I’m not taking your offer.” I say with confidence.

            “Oh Elsa, I never asked.” He replies. What?! He can’t do that.

            “Here’s her schoolbag.” I hear a voice behind me state. I soon out of the corner of my eye see a schoolbag being chucked at Jack. I turn around to see Anna dressed and ready.    “Anna!” I shout but before I can actually do anything I felt like I was being lifted and I find myself in a very awkward position over Jack’s shoulder.

Jack’s P.O.V

I could see the anger on Elsa’s face. Before she could do anything I grabbed her waist and flung her surprisingly light body over my shoulder.

            “Bye.” Anna said as I gave her a wave along with Elsa making a grunt. I just chuckled in return.  I opened the passenger door of my white Ferrari and placed her inside. I started doing her seatbelt and she tried to get out but I eventually got it done when she gave up.

            “Safety first. Seatbelts save lives.” I say. (Vote if and comment if you know where that quote came from) 

            “Whatever.” She replied.

As I climb into the driver’s seat I feel a glare being shot at me, I turn to see Elsa trying to give me a glare. Aww she’s sooooo cute. I look at her and then I take her by surprise by pinching her cheeks.

When we got to school every girl’s glare was fixed on Elsa whereas every boy’s stare was shocked. I wonder why…maybe it’s because she’s a nerd. Seriously gotta stop calling her a nerd.

 We ignored glares, well at least I did. Elsa’s head hung low with shame.

            “Hey, just ignore them.”  I say while gazing into her blue twinkling eyes filled with distress and shame. I give her a reassuring smile and her eyes are filled with…safety?

 With this one gesture the glares get worse and my peers start gossiping. I turn to a weight-lifting of my shoulder and I see my girl, wait what? I see Elsa sprinting down the corridor. I turn around making sure each and every one of my peers receive my glare. I jog towards the end of the corridor trying to trace Elsa’s steps but with no luck I find nothing. I continue walking until I reach the schools garden.

It is the most beautiful place here in Fantasy High. It is filled with rich and beautiful flowers with a water fountain with a stone figure of the school’s mascot in the middle, holding what seems to be a diamond that is squirting water onto the multiple platforms. In front of that fountain, a bench is situated. On that bench is a small (well she’s smaller than me anyway) innocent girl, with long luscious platinum blonde hair in a messy french-braid. Wearing oversized, navy, Canterbury tracksuit bottoms along with a pastel pink hoody. Her hands cover her face and her shoulders jumping. I slowly make my way towards her and I hear her inhale quickly and exhaling at the same speed.

            “Elsa? Are you-“Before I could finish she interrupted me.

            “Leave me alone; please, it’s all I ask, then we can both go back to the normal lives we had before and-“

            “No.” I say sharply.

She lifts her head and her icy blue eyes find their way to mine. I hold my gaze as she holds hers. Tears streak her rosy cheeks and she is biting her lower lip, trying to conceal her emotions.

            “Why? Please I just-“

            “I can’t leave you. Not now. Elsa, I want to make up for what I did, you didn’t deserve it I just bullied you for popularity and I’m really sorry, I regret everything I did and-“ I didn’t finish. I just engulfed her in my arms. She didn’t return the hug though, having her in my arms was enough. She cried into my chest as soon as I hugged her. I just rest my head on top of hers. I take in her scent. I end up stroking her hair and my heart; crushing with every sound and movement that she makes. I never, ever want to see her like this.

Elsa’s P.O.V

            Glares, knife stabbing glares. I feel their eyes burning a hole in my soul. I keep my head low with shame. Yeah, here I am, a small nerd, wearing oversized clothing, walking with one of the most popular guys in school.

            “Hey, just ignore them.” Jack says with a reassuring smile. His smile shows me safety, and worry at the same time. I feel safe. As soon as I react the corridors are filled with more hateful glares and…gossiping. This makes me shatter. I yank my surprisingly light bag off Jack’s shoulder and I sprint, the tears making my eyes blur and I head to the only beautiful and peaceful place in this hellhole. The garden. I throw my bag under the bench, I slump down on it making a small thud and I cry. My walls broken down and my heart racing with stress and panic. I hear soft footsteps but I can’t see considering I am covering my face with my hands. My shoulders jumping with every sharp breath I take.

            “Elsa. Are you-“But before he could finish I cut him off.

            “Leave me alone; please, it’s all I ask, then we can both go back to the normal lives we had before and-“

            “No.” He replies sharply.

I lift my head to meet his gaze. I watch him as he studies my face and he holds his gaze on mine. His eyes filled with regret, sadness, rejection and he looks almost…broken? I bite my lip trying to stop myself from bursting out in tears again and I feel my cheeks burning.

            “Why? Please I just-“

            “I can’t leave you. Not now. Elsa, I want to make up for what I did, you didn’t deserve it I just bullied you for popularity and I’m really sorry, I regret everything I did and-“ He didn’t finish.

He forcefully but gently grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. I am surprised by his actions but I feel relieved at the same time. I couldn’t hold the emotions back anymore and I cried into his chest, something I hadn’t done in a long time, crying with someone to make me feel secure and safe. I didn’t return the hug. My will of hatred overpowered my urge to hug him back. He just caressed my hair and rested his head above mine. I could hear his heart beating loudly and fast. After a few minutes I am calm again and I pick my head up. He gives me a calm smile that I try to return. He lets out a chuckle as I, a giggle. I stand up and dust myself off and he mirror my actions.

            “We should get to class.” I say.

            “Yeah.” He replies. Although he replies with a smirk, I can hear that microscopic trace of sadness in his voice.