DHS Disney High School

Elsa's POV

I was super surprised that the boy came up to me during lunch. And I could have sworn the boy with the ice on his face, Eric I think, said that the gorgeous boy with white hair was single. I'm not really up to date with teenager things, heck, I'M not a teenager, but I am pretty sure that what Eric said means that he likes me. Well, as much as he can, seeing as he just met me.

But, even though he is gorgeous, all I see is a self-obsessed jerk. He was an absolute arse! But then why do I care what he thinks about me? Wait! I don't! Or do I? No!!! I don't. And that's the end of it.

"What's your next class?" Shang asked.

"Um I think history."

"Isn't that your next class, Jack?" Phillip asked coyly.

"Uh, yeah. Why I don't I walk you there?" He asked.

"Because I can walk myself."

"I know but I am going to walk you and your going to be happy about it," he said, smirked.

"No you aren't."

"Yes I will. I am not afraid to drag you there."

"And I'm not afraid to punch you into oblivion."

I could see he was beginning to get mad. "I am going to freaking walk you to class and you are going to be freaking happy or ELSE."

"Or what, you are going to poke me with your stick?"

"It's a staff!"

I scoffed. "Pathetic."

"ENOUGH!!! I challenge you to a snowball fight!"

"Ohhhhh you really don't want to do that."

"And why is that?"

"I am the freaking ice queen!"

"Hold up, your a QUEEN?" Phillip asked. I nodded.

"Of Arendelle."

"Well what do you say, malady?"

"I accept your challenge, and don't call me malady. What do I get if I win?"

"You get to walk to class on your own without me bothering you on the way there. If I win, I get to walk you to class. And you can't pout about it."

"Deal."