The Glove

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Elsas POV

I walked into the classroom and looked around. Most of the seats were taken, and some people seemed to be holding other seats for their friends. I saw a seat in the back that I thought was empty, so I went and sat down. I looked around. No one seemed to be holding this seat. I flipped open my notepad and started to doodle. It really didn't start off as anything special, I'm really good at drawing detail in eyes so I started on that. I made the eyes intense, but very kind. I started to draw the whole face, and before I knew it, I noticed I was done with my creation. I looked at everything all together. 

"... What the..." I thought, because the face I drew looked alot like Jack. I shook my head. "Why am I thinking about him? He's nothing special..." But then I looked closer at the drawing, I started to imagine the face laughing, and telling me jokes. I caught myself almost giggling at the paper, but I stopped myself. I looked around. No one seemed to notice, so I continued to look at the drawing... When I suddenly heard

"Elsa?"

I looked up and saw Jack. Without breaking eye contact I crumpled up the paper and closed the notepad. Jack started to walk over. 

"Is this your first hour?" He asked, trying to hold his excitment.

I nodded

"For the rest of the year?"

I nodded again.

Jack was smiling. I felt happy too. I don't know why.

He took a seat next to me. "What'cha drawing there?" He asked, looking over to my desk.

"Nothing." I said, with a little annoyence in my voice.

"But-" He started. I cut him off.

"Nothing!" I half yelled half whispered.

Jacks eyes looked at me. Now he just looked hurt. Kinda like a child when you say you don't want to be their friend.

"Jack--" I started.

"Students! Take your seats!" The teacher yelled across the room.

The room went quiet.

"I am Ms. McClaw, I am your creative writing teacher. We will do roll call and I will give you your first assingment." She started going through names, so I spaced out. I started thinking about Jack. His white hair, his blue eyes, his really white teeth... I shook my head. Why was I thinking about him? Ms. McClaw called my name and I jumped.

"Arendell, Elsa?" 

"Here." I said quietly.

She looked out into the room. She called my name again.

"Arendell, Elsa? Elsa Arendell are you here?"

She must had not heard me. I was about to raise my hand and say it louder but Jack got up and pointed to me, "Shes right here Ms. McClaw." he said to her. I looked up at him and he looked down to me. He gave me a goofy smile and I held back a laugh, but I still smiled.

Ms. McClaw smiled and said to Jack "And you are?"

"Jack Frost Overland." He said, sitting back down.

The room burst out into giggles.

"Jack Frost, huh?" Someone said.

"That explains the old man hair." You heard a girl whisper.

"How old is he anyway?" Someone asked

"Now, now, everyone stop it." Ms. McClaw hushed the class and everyone fell silent.

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