When I Met You

Chapter One - High School.

Elsa's P.O.V

The morning chill wakes me up as usual, it's light and breezy, though some people might be annoyed by it, I find it very comforting. I look at my alarm clock on my bedside table: 5:30 AM. Wednesday December 1st. God. That means another day of the dreaded high school.

I head to the bathroom, careful not to wake my little snoring sister Anna up. I look at the mirror, turning the tap on I look at myself. Ruffled platinum blonde hair, blue icey eyes and pale skin. "Elsa, you can do this." I tell myself like I do every morning before going to my own social death. I tiptoe back to my room at the end of the hall, open my huge white wooden door and close it behind me.

I do what I usually do after I wake up, I fix my bed, fix my hair into a french-braid then pin it up to a bun, get changed and get out before anyone in the household wakes up. After that I grab myself some breakfast at the Frozen Cafe and head to the hell hole called high school.

"The usual hot mocha Elsa?" the woman behind the counter asks with the same perky morning voice, I nod and pay. "You know, why don't you ever eat breakfast at home? It's literally two blocks away."

I smile a bit and take the warm coffee out of her hands. "Are you saying I should stop coming over every morning?" emphasising on the word every. I take a seat at the corner of the cafe as she stands in front of me.

"Do you think you could live without Cindy's fabulous hot mocha?" We both laugh as Cindy head back to work, the morning office workers swarm in, annnd that's my cue to leave, Cindy is the only one I talk to, she has yellow blonde hair and often ties it up in a bun, the cafe is owned by her horrible stepmother and she is currently working so she could move out. I nod goodbye to her and leave a tip.

Oof. I bump into a slender figure, a guy wearing a now-stained white t-shirt. "Shit." We both say. "I'm sooo sorry, oh no."

He laughs a bit, a goofy one, like spilling hot coffee on a shirt is fun sort of laugh. "It's okay, never thought I'd get coffee spilt on me on my first day of school." his voice is deep, but also light and fun. And the fact that it's his first day of school makes me feel even worse.

"Great now I feel even worse." I move back and put my spilt mocha on a table nearby and take a good look at the poor guy who now has mocha on his shirt. On his white shirt.

He has pale-ish skin, his eyes are a shade of crystal blue and his hair is even more white than mine, a beautiful snowy white. We stare at each other for a while until Cindy comes over with a stack of tissues. He takes some and attempts to wipe of the stain, it doesn't come off. "It's not your fault, I wasn't looking." He keeps the atmosphere fun and light, something that I fail to do with anyone.

"Yea, I don't think that's gonna come off..." Cindy points out in a worried tone. This is all my fault, Elsa, you should've just stayed at home all day. My hoodie. I raise my eyebrows and quickly look through my school bag and take out the dark blue hoodie.

"Here, use this, at least you won't have to embarrass yourself on your first day." He looks as surprised as I am for a second but takes it humbly.

He smiles. "Thanks, don't expect me to give it back though. I like this shade of blue." I smile and blush a bit too, mentally slapping myself afterwards.

"Harhar, I want to get it back by tomorrow morning." Elsa what are you doing, you know you shouldn't talk to him, especially if the guy is new in town.

He smiles even wider and pulls the hoodie on top of his white shirt. "My name is Jack, may I ask what's yours?" We walk out of the cafe, throwing the wet tissues in the closest trash can while at it.

"Elsa."

I leave hastily, murmuring a "Well, see you never." to him, slinging my bag over my shoulders and walking out with my face down. Did I really just spill coffee on the new guy in town? I shake the embarrassing memory out of my head. Okay, let's go to school before anyone gets there.

The empty hallways and the alarming smell of washing detergent is not the worst of highschool, it is what happens after the most god-awful bell rings and all hell breaks loose. That is why I come to school early in the morning to take my seat. I head to my locker and take a few books out and a emergency jacket that I put there for, well, emergencies - it's the start of December and it gets pretty cold in Arendelle during the winter season. I take a copy of The Ice Queen and close the metal locker. If you're asking me why I'm reading an old fairytale, it's because I started to have a weird interest in them, and I'm getting really interested in this one.

Entering my homeroom, I could see a few students already sitting there, some like me, people who just don't bother having a social life, or some just coming over early to finish up yesterday's homework without being caught by their parents. Among them is one of my few friends, or only friend - Rapunzel. She even fits the description of her name, she has long wavy blonde hair that goes down to her toes, but she usually puts it up in a thick braid that shortens it to her waist.

I wave at her and whisper a little morning, she lays on her desk, the second from the back next to the window, and lightly waves back at me, clearly still dreaming. She only comes this early so that her mother won't stress about her going to school or what not, let's just say she has a very over-protective mother. We live next door and when we were kids my mother would bring me over for playdates, short ones but still fun. She would also stare at me over her fence when our pond froze up and I would go skating.

I smile a bit and sit down at the seat behind her, at the back of the classroom and close to the window. I open my book and start reading from where I left off yesterday. Soon enough Rapunzel wakes up and tells me to get a life jokingly and we have a little chit chat.

"WAIT, so you spilt coffee on the guy?" I shake my head in denial, hiding my huge smile. She laughed out loud. "Ahhh, Elsa you never stop surprising."

"Let's just say I would never want to meet the guy ever again." I look up to the ceiling before looking back at my laughing friend. "Would you stop?" Even I start laughing now, remembering my totally embarrassing moment of the day.

The bell rings and students come rushing in, Rapunzel turns back and faces the wall, still trying to hide her laughter. She greets a few friends as they comfortably ignore my existence as usual. Which I don't mind, since I made it that way. It's not like I don't want to be friends with them, it's just that I don't want to hurt anyone - because anyone who gets close to me, end up getting hurt, and the only reason why I'm letting Rapunzel get close is because of her strict environment. I can't let anything like what happened to my sister happen to anyone else. I can't.

Sooner or later a plump man wearing a brown suit that doesn't quite fit, walks in with a limp, he sets down his briefcase and looks over the loud but already seated class. "Class. Before we start with attendance I would like to introduce a new student. Due to some paperwork issues he has come a bit late in the term." The students looks at each other with curiosity as Mr. Sampson gestures for the student to come in, I keep reading my book, though I stop when I hear the familiar name. A guy, wearing my blue hoodie walks in, his hair as white as mine, "This is mister Jack Overland. Be nice."

Okay, so I have been working on this AU, I suddenly sort of had this whole fluffy story in my head and decided to actually start writing it.

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