Guardians and Angels

Chapter 1: Jack

A dread so suffocating and oppressive consumed me as I stepped onto the dirty, unsanitary tiled floor. A bitter frown stained my pale face and would remain there for the rest of the day as I treaded through the building. I could try all I wanted, but there was no way to prepare myself for the incoming torture.

Standing to my left was a brown-haired boy who seemed to be enjoying the unenduring mental and emotional pain that this place brought. He noticed my frown and brought me out of my despairing trance with a nudge to my side with his pointy elbow.

"Would you relax? It's the first day of school not the end of the world," he said, trying to cheer me up.

I raised my eyebrows at his unconvincing words. It was already set in my mind that school was a place to ensnare hormonal and pimple-faced teenagers so they could be tormented with intense stress and boring classes that did more harm than good, and no one could convince me otherwise.

"He's right, Jack, it's not like you're dying," the platinum blonde girl wearing a skin tight, polar blue dress and white 3-inch heels, agreed.

I reflected back on what my grandpa said to me just before school started. He told me that senior year is one of the best years in someone's life. It's filled with opportunities, memories, decisions, and fun. Did I believe him?

Not in the slightest.

He said the same thing every year from kindergarten up till now, and never once has it been true. Every time I stepped into this horrid place I'd trapped myself in what I envisioned the underworld to feel like.

I rolled my eyes at the two people next to me and let out an over-dramatic groan in response to their "encouraging" words.

"I don't know why you hate school so much, I love it," the brunette stated with a proud smile.

"Because unlike you, I'm normal and not some nerd." I flashed him a sly grin.

His response was in the form of squinting his green eyes at me and trying to keep his annoyed smile at bay. He had tried opening his mouth to speak, but couldn't find a good comeback, so he shut his mouth once again and accepted it.

Meet Hiccup Haddock. The boy who is indeed a nerd, but has also been my best friend since birth pretty much. I tease and joke around with him on a daily basis, and he knows how to take it. If that's not a best friend than I don't know what is. Hiccup's always had my back and I can rely on him to be there when the going gets tough, which happens a lot with me. He's always had a keen interest in building things and is always planning new things to create. Because he exceeded very well in school, I was convinced he was brainwashed as a child to enjoy this kind of suffering. One thing I admire about him though, is that we both had troubled pasts but unlike me, he was able to put it behind him and let it changed him into a better and wiser person.

The platinum blonde, Elsa Arendelle, scoffed at my response to Hiccup and rolled her dodger blue eyes at me.

Elsa barely had a sense of humor. She was always very serious and had a hard time showing emotion. In the past, she had a hard time opening up, but I was somehow able to get her to let go every once in awhile. I liked to think that I was her guardian angel for helping her open up more but she didn't agree with that term of endearment. When she did open up, it was always to the extremities. If she was angry you'd get her icy death stare, if she was sad you'd get the cold shoulder, if she were happy you'd see her smile. I was usually pretty good with handling her mood swings, but she's been getting worse lately. She's been snappier than a crab going on a pinching-spree, and Hiccup and I had just recently calling her "Ice Queen" behind her back because of how cold she's been acting. While Elsa lacks in the emotion and humor department, she makes up for by her stunning appearance. She wasn't afraid to showcase her beauty, knowing very well that she was indeed attractive. I considered myself lucky to have such a good-looking girlfriend like Elsa, who also depends on me for everything. I like having someone trust me enough to take care of them. While I'm all for having fun and pulling pranks, she's always been well-rounded and mature, it's almost like we balance each other out... sometimes.