Chapter 3 part 2

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"What if I want white hair just like Jack, mom." She said, her arms still crossed and pouting.

"Stop it ems." I said, laughing at her.

"But that's no fair, I want to dye my hair too." She said.

"Oh sweetie, we'll talk about this later." Mom said, sighing in defeat.

"Okay." Emma said, her pout turning into a very cheeky smile.

"Well, I'm going to go get my things ready for school tomorrow. Goodnight ems, goodnight mom." I said, as I walked over to my bedroom at the end of the hall.

Once I finally got to my room, I didn't get my things ready for school.

Instead, I laid down, and thought about the platinum blonde haired girl I saw today at the mall; and I drifted off to sleep.

*Please note that beyond this point it would've been Chapter 4, so I apologize if it's a little long :) *

Elsa POV

The alarm rang at the same time as always, signaling that I had to get ready for school.

I was still tired, due to the fact that I forgot that Johnson was supposed to pick me up from school.

Thank fully, he covered for me and picked me up at the mall; and he didn't say a word to my parents.

I'm sure they would've killed me.

My routine went the same as always; I showered, went to the closet, picked up the clothes mother had for me and got dressed, did my hair and make up and headed downstairs.

(outfit is down below)

(outfit is down below)

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"Good morning Ms. Elsa." One of the servants, Marrisa greeted me as I walked in to the dining room.

"Good morning Marrisa, are my parents going to be eating breakfast with me today.?" I asked, since I saw only two spaces were made in the dining room table; one for me and one for Anna.

"No ma'am, they won't be joining you today Ms. Elsa, they left in a hurry." She said, very politely.

"Okay thank you Marrisa, you're dismissed." I said to her, as she nodded her head and left.

I ate in silence for the next 10 minutes, and then Anna came down, running down the stairs.

"I'm going to be late.!" She yelled, as she struggled to multi task, and do her hair and put her shoes on at the same time.

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