That flame head walks in with a blank expression, like she's already 100% done with the semester.

I stand up abruptly and point at her, "You...!"

The girl gazes over to me calmly and bluntly asks, "Yeh? And who are ya?"

My lip trembles, ah, I see, playing it cool and pretending not to know me. I can predict her backstory already, she ran away from home just like me and she's currently settling with relatives away from Scotland, she tries to turn over a new leaf by concealing her ugly personality and therefore she can make lifelong friendships as a faker.

"I'm the girl you cussed out, outside the patisserie." I respond and cross my arms.

A single brow raised and she tells me, "I explicitly remember ya pointin' up this finger." The girl sticks up her middle finger and everyone in the class gasps.

"... Hmph," I snort, "Again, that was because you were being rude to me. That finger is my defence mechanism."

  "Hah. It seems like bein' rude is a habit to yer." She says, "Inside the store yer were yellin' at that poor guy about bein' a couple with him."

I shake my head, "You lack the information to make those kind of judgments. Jack Frost is the worst! And the rudest! I can't be paired up with him!"

Then I see a huge smirk grow on her face, and the classroom turned into an uproar, everyones eyes were fixed onto me, I sighed and took a seat.

The teacher clears her throat, and everyone finally takes notice of her existence.

"Please refrain of sharing your issues to the class," The teacher says, "Now please, introduce yourself."

"I'm Merida DunBroch from DunBroch, Scotland." Merida briefly says, and the teacher escorts her to her designated seat which is thankfully far away from mine.

Add Merida DunBroch to the people I'm having beefs with.

The bell goes and we go to our new class, of course, I was stopped by my favorite person in the world, Tooth.

"What were you doing with Jack at the patisserie?" She asks, she seemed insecure.

After that I paused and in a time frame of 3 seconds, I thought really hard. This is my chance to take advantage of her. Like, who do I hate more ... Jack or Tooth? Although Tooth wins some brownie points for presenting me with such a beautiful opportunity, she doesn't know I am the one executing this plan. So of course, I hold more hatred towards Tooth.

This concludes it.

"He was buying me truffle cake." I tell her.

"Huh? That was all?!" Tooth asks, infuriated.

I turn away from her and my hands cuddle my cheeks, I shake myself repeatedly and say, "I can't say the rest ... it's too embarrassing."

I peak over to my side and her eyes were wide open, she was distraught and shocked. Her eyes were twitching her face was stuck in between angry and sad, you may visualize it nicely but when I saw it, it seemed very disturbing.

I scatter away pretending to be shy and kawaii, ah! Now I'm late to art class!

I enter in, just on time and sit next to Rapunzel. We greet each other and the teacher enters in, "Now based on your paintings you are to write an analysis of this, you will have the whole period."

Rapunzel looks at her artwork and squints her eyes, trying to get some type of meaning out of it.

... She could just talk about her romance with Jack, wait, shit.

I'm dead.

I completely discarded Rapunzel's feelings and said that, ugh, if Tooth starts a rumor it'll be trouble for me. But also I feel as if to some extent I can explain myself.

#noregrets

"Elsa!" The teacher shouts at me, "You haven't written anything!"

I sigh, "Miss! What else is there to write? I desire money and it's inspired by money!"

"But why do you want that money?" Miss further asks.

"No, miss. I am not doing this. My analysis is pointless unless I am explaining this to a very stupid person, who doesn't understand the purpose of money." I argue.

"No, Elsa. I am not doing this," She repeats me, "Go to the exit room. I will fill out the forms later."

"What happened to freedom of speech? Isn't the school motto 'Expressing each Individual'?" I angrily respond.

"Um-" Rapunzel intervenes, "That's correct. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, Art is simply not for Elsa as she sees the flaws in it, you can't expect everyone to like it."

"Elsa is in my class. She is disrespecting it, so if she dislikes it so much she can leave." 

I stand up and grab my books and leave the classroom, geez teacher's have no chill. 

I simply walk to the exit room, it's usually a room full of kids who have gotten kicked out of their classroom, I expect it to be very rowdy.

I slide the door open, and it was unexpectedly quiet.

... SURPRISE. SURPRISE. IT'S ....

... no one.

I yawn, and stretch my arms, maybe I can have a lil snooze. I can hide in front of the teacher's window and just lay on top of the desk. Yes. Good plan.

I do exactly that, my eyes flutter, slowly coming to a close.

I shut my eyes, and for some reason memories return ... and my little body wants to swim towards them, but I can't because I'm drowning. 

The time where, Anna and I made a snowman, his name was Olaf ... we would sneak out at night and make skate and ski down hills of snow. We made snow angels from our tiny selves and stick out our tongues to taste the flakes. 

But, it's gone it's all gone. I can't get it back. The memory is frozen, Anna made it frozen after she volunteered to carry on the company. 

She's a traitor ... she could've just been happy ... happy with me! She ruined it! I-I hate her!

Then a loud slam, alarmed I wake up shaken.

I rub on my eyes and I look across me ... 

A/N

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