Magic Equals Opposites (Jack x Rapunzel)

Architecture

We walk to class together. I decide to make a move. I grab his hand, and put my head on his shoulder. He smiles, and does nothing.

My head gets forcefully lifted up as I feel Elsa tugging on my long hair. "Ow!"

Jack asks, "Are you ok? ELSA!!!"

Jack shoots ice at Elsa, and she gets pushed into Mr. Fincheymagic.

Mr. Fincheymagic jerks his head up at Jack and me. "What did you two do?!"

He steps towards us, seeming like his gut was shaking the world. I stutter, "Elsa was she..."

Mr. Fincheymagic shouts and looks sternly at me, and I start crying, "She stepped on my hair....so Jack saw and....he shoots ice at her...and Elsa bumped you...you got angry..."

Jack pulls me into his shoulder, and I start to cry. Mr. Fincheymagic jerks his head at Elsa then glares at her, then looks back at us, "She would never harm a bug! DETENTION!!! NOW."

He pushes us the way of the office, and he comforts Elsa.

We sneak past him, and run into class. "TAKE YOUR SEAT AND WATCH!!!" shouts Mr. Worker.

We stumble on each other, and run to watch. He starts saying calmly again, "Smoothen the wood using your sand paper. Now, grab your nails and hammer and carefully connect these two pieces of wood. Now, smoothen it out again, and put more wood on as a layer, so you dont get hurt. Use your superglue to connect the pieces from now on."

He says now sternly, "And make a doll house, from what I showed you."

Jack was already done, and saw me having trouble getting past, "Now, grab your nails and hammer and carefully connect these two pieces of wood."

He grabbed my hand, and started leading me. We were so happy, when Elsa burst in with Mr. Fincheymagic and shouted, "Rapunzel never went to detention! See!"

Mr. Fincheymagic glares, "And neither did Mr. Frost! Thank you Elsa..."

Elsa yells, "Jack doesnt need detention! Only Rapunzel."

Mr. Fincheymagic forcefully grabs my hand from Jacks, and yanks me to the principles office.

At least from what I've heard, Mrs. Clare is nice.

I sit in a desk, when Jack is smiling trying not to laugh, walking in with Elsa. Elsa is pushed by a teacher into a chair, and Jack is pushed into the chair next to me. I ask him, "Why are you and Elsa here?"

"Nails."

We both almost laugh.