Elsas POV
I pulled into the parking lot of school and Anna jumped out and yelled out "Race ya!" She started to run as I closed the car door and realized she was headed straight for a patch of ice.
"Anna, stop!" I ripped off my glove and was about to shoot at her feet to move her when a guy came in and almost knocked her completely over, but he caught her.
I quickly put my glove back on and ran over to her.
"Anna! Are you okay?" I said.
"Yes, yes I'm fine, Elsa." Anna looked up to the boy who was still holding her in his arms. "I'm perfect.." She said, looking into his eyes and smiling at him. He started to blush and looked into her eyes for a solid ten seconds. I just stood there.
"Ahem."
They both seemed to snap out of whatever trance they were in and looked at me.
"Elsa...." Anna said as she raised her eyebrows quickly, as if saying,"Get lost, this guy is hot!"
"Um.. I'll go inside and wait for you there..." I said as I walked off quickly.
"Great, first day of school and you've already lost your sister. Way to start off with a kick, Elsa!" My mind said with sarcasim.
"Whos side are you on?!?" I yelled back in my mind. Or at least I thought I said it in my head. Then I heard snickering behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see a bunch of popular guys and girls laughing at me. I don't know what came over me, but I started to run to the bathroom in tears. I closed myself in a stall and thought to myself for a second.
"Calm down Elsa. Why are you freaking out? You're always so good at concealing, and not feeling. Don't feel, Elsa, Don't feel!"
After a minute, I calmed down walked out of the stall to make sure my makeup looked fine. My eyes were red, and it was obvious I had been crying, but no one really looked at me anyway, so no one would notice.
I walked out, put my books away and realized I had to get to class. I kept my head down, and walked a few steps to an empty hallway, because I knew it was a shortcut... Only to run straight into one of the most scary looking, smoking, drug-attict, alcholic, person in the school.
"Oh, little Elsa, you look sad." He said as he cornered me into a locker. "Need to reveal any," He looked down at my body, then back at me. "Secrets?"
I pressed my books closer to my chest. "Just leave me alone." I could feel light frost in the palm of my hands. I pushed it back. No one can know. He started to lean in for a kiss. I tried to get closer to the lockers, but my head hit the hard surface. I started to brace myself for something gross.. When I felt a sudden gust of wind blow by that almost knocked me down. Thankfully, I stood my ground, while whats-his-face flew ten feet down the empty hallway. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He was still, but then started to groan in pain. "What just happened!?" I looked over to where the gust of wind came from. There, I saw a boy with brown pants, a blue hoodie, and-- Wow.. white hair... and.. --WOW. His eyes...
"Are you alright?" He asked.
I just nodded. Who was he?!? Where did the wind come from?!?!?
He walked over. "I-I haven't seen you here before..." I said in a shaky voice. As he got nearer, it started to smell a cold smell, like the sent of the first snowfall... And as he got closer, it became colder.
He said, "I'm new here. My name is Jack Frost. You are?"
I looked into his eyes. He has nice eyes...
He started to laugh and snapped out of my little trance. "What?" I asked him.
"Thank you. I've been told many times I have nice eyes."
I put my hand over my mouth. "Did I just say that out loud?!?!?"
Jack kept laughing and said, "Yes, and you still are speaking out loud. Anyway, you never told me your name...?"
"Oh! I am so sorry!" I laughed nervously. Why was I nervous? Maybe because this might be the only REAL conversation with a guy you will have for the rest of the year....
"I-I'm.. Elsa."
Jack smiled a kind smile. "Very nice to meet you. Miss Elsa." He took my hand and gently placed a kiss on my glove-coverd hand. I could feel myself blushing. He was blushing too. We both look into each other eyes for a minute...
Then, the school bell ruined the moment. I was snapped out of my trance.
"Oh.. I have to go." I said, pulling back my hand. It felt cold, but a different cold. And before Jack could say anything to me, I sped walked away. As I walked to class I realized I missed my chance to ask him where the wind came from...
"Maybe if I ever see him again this year, I could ask him..."
I looked at my hand once again and smiled.
"...Jack..."
