One; Jack Frost

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"Elsa Oldenburg!" the sharp voice echoed through the room. "Pay attention!" I sighed, putting my pen down. School was so boring. Miss Menece's name was certainly right if you change an e to an a. 

"This is Jack Frost everybody. He is a new student here at Golden Valley High."

"I'm sure I'll fit in," he smiled, tossing his fringe aside. I rolled my eyes in disgust: he looked like such a ruffian. 

"Jack, would you like to sit next to Elsa?" He nodded happily.

"Hello, Giselle!" he said to me.

"Hello Giselle?!" I repeating scornfully.

"That's your name, no?"

"I'm Elsa," I took great pity on the boy - he obviously had no listening skills what so ever. "You know, Miss Menece doesn't like people who don't listen. She clearly said I was Elsa Oldenburg."

"Is it not short for Giselle?" he asked, looking surprised. 

"No," I answered bluntly, smirking. "You're an idiot, Jack Frost."

"Well, I think that you must be an idiot for having such a weird name which is most definitely not  a nickname."

I stared in shock and horror, "Do you know that you just criticized the eldest Princess of Arendelle? I am Princess Elsa of Arendelle."

He looked ashamed, "I am so sorry! Please forgive me your highness!"

"Shut up." He said no more to me, all he did was write. I leaned over to see his maths. It seemed that Jack was actually a quick, fast but neatly presented writer. His sums looked amazingly right! I started to copy... a few... numbers...

(9 + 6) × 4 - 6 ÷ 6 = 59

8% × 6 = 0.48

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The lesson was coming to a close and I suddenly realised that I had 3 whole pages exactly the same as Jack. I knew that if I kept it like that, Miss Menece would know that I was cheating because my maths was terrible usually. There was only one thing for it....

"Miss Menece, Jack Frost is copying my maths."


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