Hi fellow authors, guests and readers! This is my very first fan fiction…I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it…please leave reviews…it will be very much appreciated…
GeminiAgate
NB: Modern with powers…All Disney and ROTG characters used belong to their own counterparts…I do not own any characters.
The invisible girl
"Conceal, don't feel" she breathed whilst leaning against the now partially frosted wooden door, she was lost in a world of isolation; a world full of back-stabbers that only yearned to feed on her fear, on her kind nature yet accuse her of bearing a frozen heart. This girl's name was Elsa.
She got up slowly from her crouched position, her gloved hands reaching up to pull herself up by holding onto the frosted porcelain door knob. As soon as her forget-me-not blue eyes drifted towards the door knob, illuminated by the iridescent moonlight, her heart missed a beat. She was unaware of the frost that had gently dissipated from her delicate fingertips and onto the door-knob in intricate snowflake patterns, gently weaving into each other.
She swallowed, drying the non-existent tears that threatened to slide down her pale cheeks. She rose, glanced at the door without bothering to thaw the ice that decorated it out and slumped down on her duvet and fell in a dreamless sleep.
Her mobile vibrated on her bedside and a drooling Elsa woke up in a jolt. She reached for her phone absently and her fingers finally managed to turn it off. Suddenly her sister, Anna came rushing in and nearly slid as she was greeted by a puddle of water acting as a door mat due to the frozen door which had thawed during the warm September night.
"Elsa!" she shouted sprawling over her sister, Elsa steadied her sister using both hands to grab her.
"Anna! Calm down!" she gasped, her overly excited sister started rambling about starting sixth form, about how it was their very first day and that she was bound to find 'the One.' She was so flustered, her red braids swinging from side to side, Elsa had to clamp Anna's mouth shut using both of her perfectly manicured hands.
As soon as Elsa pushed Anna out of her room, Elsa changed quickly in a pale blue t-shirt and drainpipe jeans. She put on her flats and grabbed her bag which was hanging on the knob of her wardrobe, dumped her pencil box in it, a file or two and raced out of her room to drag her goofy little sister out of her own room in time to their bus's honk. With a final wave to their Uncle Kai, they both sprinted out of their house and into the bus in no time at all.
Elsa glanced at her 1-year younger sister fondly as they sat down on adjacent seats. She grabbed her phone and headphones and played a song to persuade the butterflies in her stomach to stop hammering against the internal walls. Elsa hated school, unlike her sister, Anna, she never excelled in socializing. Instead she was ignored by all of her mates except for their cousin, Punzie, Merida and their friends, Hiccup and Eugene, preferably known as Flynn, her cousin's long-term boyfriend.
The bus soon drew to a halt. Heart in her mouth, Elsa descended and walked gracefully towards the entrance of the school, with a grinning Anna tagging behind. As soon as they walked in they were welcomed by Punzie and Merida who were racing to tackle them both in a group bear hug.
"Punzie, Merida!" Anna and Elsa exclaimed in unison.
"Hey girls" Merida exclaimed, who was a year younger than Elsa and Rapunzel.
Punzie was about to start blabbering but the headmaster had requested that all students had to attend a general, start of year assembly. As they approached the piazza, which was already full of students, Rapunzel, Merida and Anna chattered like three long lost friends finally re-united while Elsa lingered behind, fear clearly plastered over her features.
After what seemed like hours, the assembly passed and they were all asked to head to their respected classes, as they had received their timetables by post. Punzie and Elsa compared timetables however their classes never matched.
"Oh well," sighed Punzie, "I guess I'll catch up with you guys in break, in the piazza" she mumbled, still annoyed at having no common classes with Elsa.
"Class starts in three minutes girls," Elsa said, turning to face Merida and Anna, "You two have a common welcome talk before you actually start…so enjoy" she smirked, eyeing her sister whilst giving her a wink.
"At least I don't have class like you Els," Anna said while sticking out her tongue at her sister. Elsa laughed and waved at her sister and Merida, ducked to disappear from the growing crowd and made her way to the English room for her very first lesson. She entered class, her aquamarine eyes tracing her class mates who were oblivious to her entrance. Some girls shot daggers at her and others just gave her their back. She knew all of them from the previous year, however they still ignored her.
She sat down right at the back, in the corner in hope of remaining unnoticed, however this was short lived. Professor Weselton, entered soon enough and slammed the door behind him, which immediately sent the class into complete silence. Elsa noticed that Professor Weselton had slammed the door in the face of an approaching student. Her eyes widened as the door creaked open after a knock and a boy she had never seen before entered.
"Who are you?" barked the professor, glaring at the boy in front of him.
"I'm Jackson sir…Jackson Overland Frost," he murmured and handed a letter to the professor, who shivered abruptly upon receiving it.
"Let's see…oh right…I forgot about you newbie," he said, fiddling with his grey moustache, curling it around his pinky. "Have a seat at the back, Jackson" he said dismissing the boy in front of him. Elsa glanced at the boy who was approaching, past desks. His azure eyes searching for an empty chair. Elsa knew well enough her table was the only one right at the back. As she eyed the Jackson, their eyes met, blue with blue and unconsciously she felt her lips smile slightly. Jack managed to catch this subtle motion and smiled back, as her approached her more confidently, while running a hand through his white hair nervously.