Elsa's POV

Beep, beep, beep! Out of habit my hand reached out and pressed the off button, nearly knocking it off my nightstand.

I heard a slight groan escape my lips as I sat up in bed, stretching my arms out wide. Another day in paradise, I thought sarcastically.

My hands waved over my body, turning my icy nightgown into a casual blue summer dress with flats. I turned to glance in the mirror, nearly satisfied with my appearance. All that was left was to braid my hair and brush my teeth.

I rushed down the hall, having completed the tasks, and headed towards my sister Anna.

"Ready?" I asked the Strawberry Blonde. She was dressed in a pink lace dress, with a white cover-up. I had no doubt in my mind that she took used her powers to create it.

Anna smiled. "Yep!" She announced, popping the p cheerfully.

Our walk to school was quieter than usual. For once it seemed my bubbly sister didn't want to say anything. I glanced over at her, noting for the first time that she was shyly glancing at the ground while playing with her fingers.

"I have a boyfriend!" She cried suddenly. "I know you don't like Hans, but he asked me out and it was nice and- I don't know, he just made me feel special! He honestly isn't a bad person."

I visibly restrained from rolling my eyes. Hans was the single most despicable human I had ever laid eyes on. He had a power and trust me, he used it. "His power is to spot and manipulate people's worst insecurities!" I icily countered.

"It's not like we choose our powers! You should know that better than anyone." All though she mumbled the last line, I still heard her loud and clear. My fist clenched forcefully, small ice crystal formulating on my palms.

I regulated my breathing, allowing myself to ignore her comment. "What about Kristoff?" Kristoff was a nice boy who seemed to have a thing for my sister. I knew he at least would treat her well. "Everyone knows you have a thing with him. You do wield the same kind of magic."

"Whoopty doo, we both control plants and Spring related things! I'd hardly say we have a thing going on between us." She chuckled. "Besides, you have the same power as a guy who might I say is incredibly hot. It's ironic really."

My nails dug further into my palms, my eyes narrowing furiously. "Jack Frost and I aren't even friends! On the contrary really; I've been tempted far too many times to stab an ice spike straight through his-" I paused, composing myself slightly. "We just aren't friends, okay?"

My sister however merely rolled her eyes. What was it about little sisters that made them so annoying?! "Oh, really?" She asked mockingly. "Then why are you always talking?"

"I've explained this dozens of times, Anna!" I clenched my teeth. "Jack is an irresponsible, reckless, and ignorant prankster, who has seemed to make it his life's mission to make my life a living hell, or as close as he can get. And why, you ask; just because he thinks I have no powers!"

"You could reveal them." Anna suggested with meek hope. "Maybe then he would see you as the special girl you are."

"Anna, you know I can't." I could already feel my throat hardening, hot tears stinging my eyes. "Mom and dad didn't-"

"Mom and dad are dead, okay!?" I realized my sister was just as distressed as me; maybe we just handled pain differently. "And they didn't know any of this! They didn't know there was a secret school dedicated to people like us! They just thought we were freaks!"

I sensed how hurt she felt; how much anger she had stored inside her. I gently placed my hand on her shoulder. "They didn't think we were freaks. They were just afraid, for our sake." I smiled softly at her.

Anna visibly relaxed, allowing me to consider the topic as well. Perhaps things could have been different. Our parents didn't know there was a place- this school -where people freely confessed to having powers; people who were proud of them. No, but our parents had panicked and tried to hide us from prying eyes. Together, Anna and I had mastered our powers, as isolation became our form of protection.

I still vividly remembered the night everything changed. Our parents had died in a car crash, shortly after we gained full control. I had been the one to visit them; Anna was too sad to see them die. It was on their deathbed that they made me promise them something; maybe something I shouldn't have agreed to. Still, right before they slipped away, I vowed to never reveal my powers. Those were the last words they heard; the only connection I have left to them.

I didn't notice tears were streaming down my face until I felt Anna slowly brush her hand across my cheek. "It'll be okay." She comforted. I didn't deserve such a sweet sister.

I smiled at her. Maybe my parents would want me to break the promise now, or maybe they wouldn't. Surely they would want me to enjoy this school. Most here are magical, yet some are merely related to someone with powers. I pretend to be one of them. I know I shouldn't lie like I do, yet I can't shake the feeling that telling the truth would be a worse crime.

As if reading my mind, Anna suddenly grabbed my hand, looking me in the eyes. "They would want this for you. To reveal your powers and be happy."

"At least I can see people for who they are this way." I offered, hoping she wouldn't feel the need to argue. "Jack Frost is admired by so many, yet he always tries to belittle me. If I had revealed my powers I never even would have realized just how rude he can be, and simply because I lack powers."

"You don't though!" Anna smiled pridefully. "Just imagine how great it would be to one-up him with his own power. God knows your power is ten times stronger than his. You're like a Winter- no, ice- queen! You're an ice queen!"

I smiled again, her enthusiasm too contagious for me to resist. "I don't need him to know, Anna. We know and that is enough."

"But-"

"We are too close to the school to argue." I interrupted, knowing our conversation would be overheard

I heard Anna groan, crossing her arms to pout. Still, I was happy to find she didn't try to push the subject any further.

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My arms were placed neatly on my desk as I listened to Mr. Bunnymund, being as attentive as possible while scribbling down some notes on the history lesson.

I heard a deep chuckle behind me, causing me to poke a hole in my paper in incredible frustration. "Chill Miss. Perfect, your paper is going to set on fire if you write any faster." The voice sneered; oh, how I hated that overly confident voice. "I wouldn't think someone with no magical ability would care so much about magic's history."

My lips curved into a smile so sweet it may as well had been made of sugar. "And I wouldn't think someone who comes from a long line of those with magical abilities would dare get so close to someone like me. Aren't you afraid of catching my disease?" I asked, sarcasm lacing each and every word.

"Watch it!" Jack threatened, a scowl on his features. "I'm not afraid to freeze you!"

"Really?" I asked in pure amusement. "Please do. Just remember you will be expelled for using your incredible powers on someone during class; especially someone as weak and defenseless as me. Principle Moon does frown upon that."

I suddenly noticed Jack was smiling a bit too much. An uneasy feeling settled in my stomach. It was then that I realized frost was spreading across my beautiful notes. He wouldn't, would he?

Jack chuckled as he saw my panic. "Oops!" He melted the frost off, leaving a soaking wet paper on my desk. Apparently, he would.

A groan escaped my throat. Thankfully, writing down notes is really my way of humoring myself. I'd like to think I retain information fairly fast.

Still, Jack walked away, an annoying smirk plastered on his face.

XXX

I wish I could say my day was better off after that. However, Jack made sure I didn't receive any sort of break. Just when I thought he was gone he would pop up behind me, like my own personal stalker.

The worst class was easily Defense and Attack. It isn't that I'm bad at hand to hand combat; I honestly do pretty well. Still, that is the only class in which you are able to use your magical abilities.

Jack hadn't even been my partner, yet he still took it upon himself to shoot ice at my foot. There were snickers throughout the room as I struggled to get my foot free. Apparently, or at least according to Jack, Kristoff should not have engaged in hand to hand combat with me when he could have just blasted me and been done with the whole ordeal. The only decent thing about the whole situation was how our instructor, Mr. North, corrected Jack for interrupting my fight.

The bell releasing me from the torture chamber that is school sounded. Finally, I could head down to the library. I swear there is nothing as calming as sitting in the silence while reading a nice novel, or completing some homework.

"Elsa, may I have a word?" I froze, annoyed to have my escape delayed, yet still unable to ignore the speaker. I turned to face Ms. Tooth, my eighth-hour potions teacher.

"Oh, yes, of course." I nodded, heading towards Ms. Tooth as she stepped away from the other students.

"There is a student who seems to be falling behind in his education. The principle and I both agree you would make the perfect tutor for him, if you are willing that is."

A tutor? I was flattered that she thought I was capable of helping another student. So, maybe spending time with people isn't entirely ideal, but I like helping out. And, besides, this would be an educational process and I could learn a few things myself.

"I'd love to." I answered respectively, hugging my books to my chest.

Ms. Tooth smiled widely. "That is wonderful dear! The student is Jack Frost. I trust you know him; I hear he is quite popular."

I felt my heart banging against my chest, my head screaming at me to back out as fast as possible. Still, I held my composure and smiled sweetly. "I know of him." I answered hesitantly, not trusting myself to say more on the matter. This should certainly be interesting.