Jack Frost

I held onto my nose. Damn that hurts!

"What is wrong with you?! You are crazy!" I shout at her.

"Really?! Do you want to get hit again?!" She yells.

What a nutcase.

"I'll hit you!" I yell back.

"It's against a mans principles to hit a female! Asshole!" She screams.

Okay lesson learnt: DON'T MESS WITH ANNA.

"Leave my family alone." She says crossing her arms and she kicks my face "Hmph."

What is wrong with her?!

I groan and I manage to get myself up. I go back to my own campus battered.

I see Elsa giggling at me.

"What happened Frost?" She laughs.

"I-uh got jumped by some guys who wanted money um- uh off me because they were um- broke?." I stammer and scratch the back of my neck.

Elsa purses her lips "Riiight. I totally believe because that totally happens to everyone." She sarcastically says.

"Hey! It happens to people." I argue back.

"Ok Jack. Because they would totally rob a teenage guy that's sloppily dressed in jeans and a hoodie." She says.

"Well um yeah! Because they don't discriminate." I argue back.

"Doubt it." Elsa scoffs. "Why were you out of school anyway?"

"Because I'm Jack Frost." I snobbily say.

"Hmph. Valid reason." She responds.

"Why aren't you hanging around with your friends?" I ask her.

"Why aren't you?!" She angrily snaps back.

"Because you wrecked my friendship."

"Technically you did. I just sat back and relaxed."

"Sat back? You made a Facebook Page about me! That cost me my whole friendship."

"Whatever care bear."

"Shut up! I'm not a care bear."

"This is you Jack. I love rainbows and friendships so much."

"Just stop." I groan. "Anyway are you going to Eugene's party on Friday?"

Elsa Arendelle

"Anyway are you going to Eugene's party on Friday?" Jack asks.

I rub my head "Oh dear."

"Oh yeah you made out with him right?" Jack says.

"Yes Jack! I did!" I yell.

"So ... you going?" He asks again.

"Why? Because if I am going you are going?" I tease.

"The world doesn't revolve around you." Jack snaps back.

"Whatever. I'm not going." I casually say.

"Why?" Jack asks.

"Because there is a 99 percent chance I'll get drunk. Oh and when I get drunk it's not pretty." I explain.

"I'm going." Jack says.

"Your probably going to end up in bed with a girl. Which is totally wrong because girls deserve respect, and they shouldn't be treated like a tool." I rant off.

"Okay. Okay. But they ask for it." Jack says and lifts his hands up.

"But they are drunk. Believe it or not but girls actually have respect for themselves and those are the girls worth keeping." I explain sincerely ans I get up and leave.