The Girl With The Big Glasses

Chapter Eleven

Elsa's POV

I got off of the buss, gripping my back pack tightly. Some students from other schools followed off also. If they were from my school, they would have said hateful things already.

I started to walk faster as the skating rink came in sight. Yes the skating rink. The owner was a close family friend and she knows about my current situation. She said that I can come whenever I want or more likely need to. I know I shouldn't be skating with a concussion but it is actually good for me. It makes me feel alive. When my parents, went away, I was sad, really sad and figure skating made me me once again.

When I walked in, I went to the sound booth instantly. I plugged in my MP3 player but I didn't turn on any music yet. Instead, I grabbed the remote that controls the music. I held it and my back pack as I went in the back room where the outfits were. I started trailing my fingers through a pile of dresses until one caught my eyes. It was ice blue white sleeves that stopped at the elbows.

I took it off of the rack and went to the changing rooms. Putting down my backpack and the remote I started to get undresses.

The dress fit perfectly to my body. I spun around in a couple circles. I felt free. Alive.

I grabbed my things plus the remote and left the room. The closer I got to the ice, the more my body filled with pleasant shivers. I plopped my bag and stuff on the ground and went to the skates. I found a pair of second hand skates that were in excellent condition and in my size.

I laced them up and walked towards the ice once again. I bent down and picked up the remote, pressing the play button. I quickly put it on the ground before the sound started. I started to walk on to the ice. My body filling with a rush of exhilaration.

(Play the song now)

I glided on the ice, moving in every such way. I began to do a figure eight. My feet moved in perfect sync with the song. I started to skate faster, trying to do something I have tried to do before. My body floated up in the air as I spun around in circles. As I moved towards the ground, my right foot when towards the ice. I landed softly without a single noise. I moved myself lower and spun round faster and faster. I went up, holding my arms above my head. I stopped, breathing like heavy. I've never skated like that before. Never.

I regained myself, doing the basic skating forwards, backwards and with my eyes closed. I knew this rink like the back of my hand.

The song stopped all of a sudden stopped. (please stop the song).

Weird, I thought the song faded out. I was about to change the song when I heard something that made me stand up on edge.

"You're a great skater." I turned around quickly, seeing Jack standing there, hands in pockets.

"J... Jack?! When did you get here?" I say as I slowly skate towards him. He started to slowly walk towards me, which is terrible because shoes aren't aloud on the ice.

"Not to long ago, but I did see that move you did. You're amazing Elsa." I was about to reply when my legs got really heated and my strength went away. I started to fall when a pair of arms rapped them self around me, preventing me to fall.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he helped me up. I couldn't find the words to speak so I just nodded. I was about to move when my legs let go again and I fell. Once again, but Jack caught me.

Without warning me lifted me up, carrying me bridal style. My cheeks as well as my face heated up. He was carrying me. Me.

He let me down gently on the bleachers, handing me my things. I looked up at him. Why is he being so nice to me? I was being so cruel towards him, when he didn't even do a damn thing. So why is he being nice?

"Why are you so nice to me?" I blurted out of now where. Jack looked down at me, showing me a half smile.

"No one deserves to be treated poorly." He said as he helped me up.

"Come on, it's getting late."