Elsa Arendelle

I have decided to become Notorious again. Even though I am risking my low profile reputation.

But I will make sure that this Elsa ain't staying and I'm only pretending to be my old self ... only for a while and only if it's effective.

The reason I'm turning back is to make Jackson turn back to his warm self. If nothing works with him I have decided that I'll finally accept that Jack is gone forever.

"Are you seriously going back to your notorious ways?" Rapunzel asks while widening her eyes.

"I'm acting okay? I'm not even sure it'll work." I tell her and scratch my brow.

"It probably won't." She says.

"Well .." I take a deep breath "it's worth a try."

I can somehow sense future embarrassment and failure.

"Okay then Elsa ... good luck." Rapunzel gives me a giant smile and leaves. She can sense it too.

The sunset was cast along the campus. The warmest sunset ever. How am I going to even pull this off?

I walk into my bedroom and I drift off to sleep and wake up the next day. Argh.

I go to my vanity and pull out a box or makeup. This may work. Or I'll make a fool of myself. I grab the darkest makeup and apply it on my eyelids. God damn that's so dark.

I look at my wardrobe and I pull out a black leather jacket, red tee, black boyfriend jeans and a ted bandana.

I walk out for my seminar and I spot Jackson sitting down and I take a seat next to him.

I wait for him to say something ... but he doesn't.

Then Jackson drops his pen and it lands in my space and I kick it away. You're trying too hard Elsa.

"What the hell?!" He exclaims and looks at me. "What the hell?!" He repeats again staring into my eyes. "Elsa?!"

"Yeah it's me idiot." I tell him rolling my eyes.

"Why do you look like that?" He asks raising a brow.

"Please shut up." I say and look away.

"What made you turn back into your old look?"

"I haven't changed you know. I just realized that this is me. This is my identity. This is the real me." I answer.

"What? The real you is a super depressive goth physco freak?" He says.

I sigh. "Precisely." I respond.

Jackson chuckles. "Okay then." He simply replies and ignores me for the rest of the seminar.

Failure. Utter failure.

I run out to the alleyway and I went mambo. I took off my bandana and threw it on the floor. I embarrassed myself. I took off my jacket and I also threw it on the ground (and I threw it on the grouuund).

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Stuff." He answers.

"In an alleyway?"

"Look at you ..." Jackson sighs "Why are you turning back?"

"I don't know." I answer.

"So all my hard work in high school was for nothing?" He says.

"No I just wanted to see if it was better to be the old me." I lie.

"Hmph." He picks my clothes up and he was about to hand them over but instead he chucked it in an alleyway bin.

"What?!" I shout.

"Are you stupid? It's no good in you being your old self. Don't change." He tells me.

"You're buying me new clothes." I say to him, pissed off.

"Fine! I don't care! As long as they aren't any similar to those dark ones." He gets angry.

"Well then fine, I'd like a new brown leather from Uni Qlo and a red scrafe too it would look nice-" I say.

"Piss off." He cuts me off.

We both go to the taps and Jackson disappears somewhere and comes back with a paper towel. "Here. Wipe off you're makeup." He says.

"No. Not with that, that's going to smudge it. I have a makeup remover at home." I tell him.

"Fine." He responds. "Hey can you come over my house to help me with something?" He asks.

"What is it?" I ask him.

"Just come." He says.

"No. This time you have to be specific I don't want you doing that mysterious thing you always do." I tell him in a firm voice.

"Fine. James is coming and I want to cook him some food. And I don't know how." He answers.

"So I am going to cook for you?"

"Yeah."

"Okay I'll come." I say with a cheeky voice.