Winter High School. First day of Junior year.

The day was just starting. First period was just about to begin. She was scared, nervous, all alone.

Elsa shyly hugged in her books to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself. She looked down at her shadow and frowned at her slender form, basically shaking in embarrassment and shyness.

She tilted her head just to catch a small glance of her setting. A hundred different faces walking by, and not one recognizable.

She then took a peak at her class schedule. Elsa picked up her head and looked left and right, trying to locate her destination. Too shy to ask for help or directions, she wandered around in confusion.

She couldn't help but feel pathetic. It felt like everyone was staring at her and how lost she looked. Elsa pushed her papers to her chest again and kept her head down, hiding her eyes from the world.

She wore a simple pair of blue jeans that tightly hugged her legs (which she found comfortable) and a lighter blue long-sleeved T-Shirt, along with a pair of black and white shoes. Her hair was kept in a long french braid that rested on her shoulder and hung at her chest.

Each person she walked by seemed to give a quick glance at her as she continued onward. She didn't like attention at all, it made her feel like even more of an outcast.

After wandering the hallways, Elsa finally found her first class. English. Mr. Weselton. Elsa gave a quick smile of relief as she entered the classroom. She blinked her ice blue eyes and rushed her way to the nearest open seat. All the desks were in pairs of two and she found a seat in the back of the room, with no one near it obviously.

Elsa removed her backpack and rested it's strap on the back of her chair. She pulled out her books and placed them on the desk in from of her as she sat down, clasping her hands together and resting them on her lap.

After a few minutes, the bell rang and that meant passing period was over and it was time for class to start.

Elsa picked up her head and looked to the front of the room, relieved that everyone had their eyes on the teacher and not her.

She then relaxed her body and crossed her legs. The teacher Mr. Weselton, stood at the front of the room with a sly smirk on his face.

"Welcome to English Honors everyone. I hope this year here at Winter High isn't a living hell. You shall address me as Mr. Weselton. Not Weaselton." He loudly clapped his palms together. "Before we start, lets get into our assigned seats!"

Elsa's eyes widened at that one statement. Assigned seats meant she had to sit with someone.

Everyone in the classroom of up and lined up on one side of the room as Mr. Weselton started calling out names and pointed at the tables. Elsa stood at the very end of the line, hoping that she would end up alone, or at least someone who seemed friendly.

"Rapunzel F. Eugene R." The instructor continued calling out. "Hiccup V. Astrid H."

Soon he was down to the last row of desks. There were only a few students left without seats, Elsa one of them. Mr. Weselton finally made his way to the final table and called the last name- Elsa W.

Elsa looked up and quietly made her way to her assigned seat. It seemed like she was lucky and got her wish. She was in the back of the room with no desk partner. She sighed in relief and returned her items to her desk.

Mr. Weselton then made his way back to the front of the classroom and clapped his hands again. "Okay now that that's settled, lets-" He started but was interrupted as a young man bursting into the room.

Everyone, including Elsa looked at the boy. He smiled and looked at the teacher. "Sorry I'm late."

He raised an eyebrow at the boy and sarcastically spoke. "First day of school and you're late... What a good way to start the year..."

Elsa watched him in awe. He didn't seem to be nervous or afraid. She didn't know why, but her cheeks reddened just by looking at his warm smile. Not to mention his deviously good looks.

The boy quickly turned his head and unintentionally met eyes with Elsa. His bright smile faded and his mouth slightly fell open.

"Name?" The teacher mumbled from across the room.

Elsa's breath somehow escaped her that moment as she looked straight at him. He also had welcoming eyes and nice brown hair, which was sloppily styled but looked really cute. He wore a dark blue hoodie and black jeans, along with matching shoes.

Elsa was so lost in his eyes she didn't even realize he was staring back at her.

He was too lost in her. She had the most gorgeous face he had ever seen. She had amazingly big blue eyes and red rosy lips. Also, she had flawless pale skin, beautiful platinum blonde hair, and a delicious scent that he could smell all the way from where he stood.

Their first sight eye contact felt to have lasted hours, but was really only less than 5 seconds.

Elsa was the first to come out of the trance. Immediately after noticing he was looking back at her, she quickly dug her face at her papers. Her cheeks glowed red and she squeezed her hands into fists in embarrassment.

After the girl in the corner looked away, he came back to the sound of the instructor. "Oh my name? Uh Jackson Overland." He quickly glanced back the the girl and caught her sneaking a peak at him again. Though she instantly returned back as he moved his eyes.

"Jackson. Jackson. Jackson." Mr. Weselton repeated as he scouted his clipboard. "Oh, here. Jackson O. Your seat is over there, next to Miss. Winters." He pointed to the back at Elsa.

Elsa eyes widened and she bit her lip in secrecy. She kept her head down, but she could hear it all. This 'Jackson' was gonna sit next to her.

Jack raised an eyebrow at the teacher but then smiled and made his way to his new desk partner. "Miss. Winters huh?"