Snowflakes Fall and So Did I

~CHAPTER 90~

~Elsa~

*Tuesday, March 4th*

After my talk yesterday with Astrid, Hiccup, Rapunzel, and Flynn, the rest of the day went perfectly fine. Everything normal. Same for today. We came to school, talked with our friends, attended classes, and did what we were supposed to do. For Anna, this was the usual. For Rapunzel and me, this was our survival mode. I mean, what else can we exactly do? We have to move on. We play pretend so we can get to the next step.

Which, speaking of the next step, I hope to hear about it from Astrid or Hiccup soon. It's difficult to do that since we can't text each other, we're in different classes, and we're constantly with our other friends. We're gonna have to think of something to do in order to communicate.

I'm opening my locker as soon as the thought reaches my mind, taken off guard when I see a note sitting on top of one of my textbooks. My heart flutters, thinking it was from Jack (he's been extra flirty ever since his cast got taken off just a few days ago), but when I open the paper, it's not from Jack at all. It's from Astrid.

I told my aunt about checking the cameras. Hiccup told his dad, too. They both said they'd look into it, but it will take a while. Don't know how long, so don't expect anything soon, but also be prepared every day. –Astrid

P.S. I think the note thing is a good way for us to communicate.

Welp, I guess that handles the communication issue.

"What's that?" Rapunzel asks when she approaches me from her locker. "Please, tell me that's from Jack?"

I crumble the paper up and slip it into my jeans pocket to dispose of later. "No," I lean in closer to her, being mindful of the other students at their lockers beside us. Any one of my schoolmates can be working for Mr. Black. I'm weary of everyone, even my other friends sometimes. "It was from Astrid. She said that she told her aunt about watching the cameras. Said that she and Stoic will look into it."

"Oh. That's...that's good." Rapunzel's smile is forced, and I truly felt bad for her. I know she must be confused about her feelings. On one hand, there's the risk of Flynn getting indirectly caught, but on the other hand, she knows that we might find the person responsible for messing with the car's brakes. No, not person. Killer. The killer who tried to kill my boyfriend and who did kill his mom and sister. His little sister...

My heart aches and my eyes sting, but I swallowed down the pain. I will not cry at school. Not again.

"I know it's...it's bittersweet," I tell her, hoping to comfort her somehow. "But Flynn did have a point yesterday. There are so many henchmen; it will take them a while to find Flynn involved, and that's only if they decide to investigate further. They may only want to find the one who tampered with the car, and that's only if there even was a person who did it. It could have been the ice on the road all along, but..." I sigh, not wanting to talk about it out loud. It's bad enough that I'm constantly thinking about it.

"But if someone did do it," I continued, looking at the picture of Jack, Emma, Jamie, Sophie, and me on the wall of my locker, "I want justice. I didn't get that with Hans. His fate is still unknown. Sure, he got kidnapped, but is he alive or is he dead? If there's a person involved, I want to see them behind bars. I want to know their fate."

I look back at her, noticing that her eyes are glossy. Just like mine. My throat felt tight, and I knew that as soon as I got home from the ice rink, I'd be crying in the shower. "Emma will get justice."

I then slammed my locker door shut and we said no more on the matter.

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"I don't know why you guys want me on the ice so badly," Flynn said as he held onto the wall of the rink for dear life. "You know I can't skate and will be holding you back."