P. I. E. [Project: Inducing Elsa] (STOPPED)

11: Not funny! I'm not fooling around 'coz I'm still pissed at you!

11: Not funny! I'm not fooling around 'coz I'm still pissed at you!

ELSA

Hard-work leads you to success. And I believe that you should start working when you still have time. Yep. I want to practice my ice skating skills today for the upcoming competition. I'm not really pressured to do it this early or anything but I'm just interested on the activity that I want to practice in advanced.

My body aches with all that swaying and spinning and bending with the ball dance lesson, but I have to gather my endurance back in order to have a good practice in the ring. Hiccup went home to this 'secret location' where the kingdom's staffs are. I can't believe they're here in the city to look out for me. I' not used to it.

He told me to just call me if I would need a ride home and I agreed. I'm currently walking towards the club's room, approaching the steal door while carrying the white ice skates that Hiccup gave me as a gift. I looked over my hand to see the key which Jack has given to me. I frowned at it, recalling what he just said. Is he playing with me? I shook the thought off and inserted the key in and opened the steal door.

It's freezing cold. Just like what I want.

I guess they didn't turn off the air-cooler. I rubbed my arms with my palms trying to beat the chill. Good thing we had our uniform coats and I had longer socks on or else my limbs would turn stiff and cold. I entered the ring and sat on the seat, removing my school shoes before wearing the skates.

I glided across the ice, skating in big circles, unconsciously. I had my vision on particularly nowhere, thinking of the memories I had when I was a kid. Dad and mom taught me how to skate like this, every winter. And it crushes my heart, knowing that our blood-ties were all lies. Every movement in the ring brings back memories which just pains me some more.

I want to stop, now that the past is trying to make its way back and with the fact that my whole body really hurts like hell. But how am I suppose to learn if I don't continue? It's already 6:30 and I bet it's now getting darker outside. But this mysterious force prevents me from stopping and tries to encourage me to do more.

I'm too depress, lately because of the family thing, the whole truth, the rumors, me being the laughing stock, and Jack. This was somehow, one of many ways to get my mind off of them for just a moment. I closed my eyes, feeling the coldness, rushing past my face. This temperature just makes me cool off, refreshing me from my troubles.

I grabbed my leg, gliding on one foot but my knee suddenly weakened making me fall down, crashing my joints against the cold hard ice. "Ow," I winced, completely frozen in place. I suddenly sensed eyes trailing my direction yet I'm too broken to even care.

"Oh God," I whispered, feeling the pain all over my body. It's a different pain from all that body working. It's like ice started to form inside my veins, attacking my nerves and freezing my brain. My fingertips has frostbites, my lips were cracked and my body is limp. I had a hard time moving.

I tried pushing myself from the ground, balancing on my skates again, fearing this would be the reason of my death. I could hear the soft steps of shoes from my behind, getting near me. Maybe I'm just hallucinating things. I can't believe my mind is too wicked to even trick me. "Stop torturing yourself." It spoke.

I faced the one who spoke and it was him. Jack.

I looked at him, surprised and so was he. Oh no, I bet he's shocked to see how I look! I guess I looked like a zombie now! I glared at him, gliding far as possible. "You can't tell me what to do. Everyone tells me what I need to do!" I spat angrily.