Elsa's POV

Leggings, a sweater, and boots; the same old clothes and the same old box in the corner of my closet. God, any logical person would have found an actual place for that. You know, a place where I didn't see it everyday.

My throat was hardening from dryness, all the fluid in my body about to flood out of my eyes. I wasn't over it, how could I be? What other logical reason would I even have for finding company only in myself? People just didn't understand, they only made me feel worse. I just wish I could have locked my pain in that box too.

I still can't believe he did it. I smiled helplessly, thinking of his deep green eyes. I always got lost in them with no chance of getting out. However, I knew the whole time, I didn't want a map. He was him, and I loved him. I loved him like an idiotic teenage boy loves danger. I was doomed the second we locked eyes.

I shook my head dramatically, forcing the thoughts aside quickly, running to the bathroom with the maroon sweater and black leggings I had just grabbed. After sneaking a quick glance at the box before closing the closet door, I headed to the bathroom. I applied my basic makeup consisting of mascara, purple eye shadow, and a small strip of black eyeliner. Quickly, I put on my uggies and grabbed my plain black backpack along with my keys.

"Anna hurry up!" I yelled. I swear that girl hasn't been on time once the whole year.

"I'm coming!" I heard her yell back.

She appeared a few minutes later in a bright pink dress, with white lace at the top. Her red hair flowed down the sides of her head, framing her face. I wasn't surprised to find a smile on that face. It was her cheerfulness that led me through my dark times. She's always been that perfect ray of sunshine, along with the only person who doesn't make me feel worse.

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I laughed as I began driving to school with Anna. Apparently, some guy decided to criticize her 'love life' out loud rather than in his head like I do.

"I swear I'll kill him!" Anna clinched her fist so hard I noticed from my peripheral vision that her knuckles were snow white. "He doesn't even know anything about love! He thinks I shouldn't go out with Taka because we just met. I think he just finds him scary because his nickname is Scar."

"You know Anna, he has a point." I heard myself admit. "Going for a bad boy you think is different, you think you can change. Going for him can ruin your life." And I should know.

"Wait, Elsa, you're not talking about Hans are you?" I heard the concern laced in her question.

I quickly shook my head. "Of course not, I broke up with him remember." It was true technically.

"Okay, well I really do think Scar is just mistreated, because everyone compares him to his perfect brother." Anna explained.

"I hope you're right Anna." I admitted honestly.

"I am." she assured me. "And that Kristoff guy is going to pay. He thinks having friends who are love experts, makes you one too. Well it doesn't! He thinks he can just come up to me and tell me who to date! Ugh, he has some nerve!"

I chuckled a bit and raised a brow. "If I didn't know any better." I started. "Then, I would think you like this Kristoff."

"What?" Her cheeks were now the same color as her hair. "I don't like him!"

I laughed again, denial, smart choice.

"Whatever you say. Just make sure to make me the maid of honor at your wedding." I teased as I parked the car.

Anna groaned in frustration, making me laugh even more. They say laughter is the best cure for depression, which explains why Anna manages to make me so happy. She can make anyone laugh.

We continued talking all the way to my locker and then took some laps around the school.

"Anna." A guy ran up to her other side. "I've been looking for you."

Anna smiled brightly, like normal, and the guy returned it. However, I am not completely confident it could be called a smile. It was so twisted and devious, like the ones the villains in movies use when deceiving their enemy. It is so suspicious, not pure and innocent like Anna's.

I felt my eyes narrow at the new guy. Kristoff had every right to be concerned. Taka wore all black, and looked like a lion about to pounce on its prey any second. And sadly, someone had made the mistake of putting this lion in the same cage as a unicorn. It was just weird seeing them next to each other.

"You must be Scar." I did not attempt to keep the harshness from my voice.Anna looked annoyed by my tone, but I didn't care.

"I am, but you can call me Taka" he replied with a smile, that was unmistakably sarcastic. Bad news! My brain was screaming at me to grab Anna and run as far away as possible. My brain is never wrong about character. My heart however, is a different story. Oh please Anna, use your own brain, I begged silently.

"I will." I rolled my eyes and turned to Anna. "You should probably head to class Anna."

She nodded. "Bye sis." Anna disappeared into the distance with Taka, much to my displeasure. At least I knew she was safe at school.

"Be careful." I whispered just as she seemed to be out of sight. "Hearts are more fragile than you think."

Jack's POV

I finished waving to my mom and younger sister, Emma, while driving away. I can't believe I am going to do this. It is so drastic and the behind the scenes kind if shifty. I swore on my life I wouldn't do this if it wasn't necessary.

My mom had been struggling to take care of my sister and I ever since I was fifteen and my dad passed away. When I turned sixteen I decided to help out. I've been working at The Dream Shop ever since. I love it there, it's the most popular toy store in town. It makes the children's dreams come true, or at least that's what our slogan says.

Sandy, the manager, understood when I told him a great job offer had come up, and I needed to quit. I was going to miss working there.

My mom, on the other hand, wasn't as easily convinced. She told me we didn't need the money, but I knew that was a lie.

Emma, my little sister, just started bawling as soon as I told her I was leaving for a little bit. It would make any guy believe he was an idiot doing the complete wrong thing.

The guy who I was working for was going to pay me two hundred a day, and provide a place for me to stay. The catch was this wasn't really a typical job, not that I told my mom that. She thinks I will be working at a five star hotel, which was the first lie I could come up with under pressure.

However, that wasn't at all what I was doing. This guy, Pitch, wanted revenge on a girl named Elsa who did something to his brother Hans. Pitch is also, only sixteen, two years younger than me.

In normal circumstances I would have said no, but I needed the money and he had it. His family owned a multi million dollar company that sold condoms and ironically, also sold pregnancy test. I wonder if there could be a connection there.

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I arrived at the apartment building Pitch had told me about, after about two hours of driving. It was beautiful, and fit in perfectly with this small town. Arendelle seems like a cool place to live.

I walked up to the counter in the administration building.

"I am here for the apartment for Jackson Overland Frost." I told the man.

"Oh yes, Mr. Black's friend." He replied, handing me a key "Have a nice stay."

As I walked out I couldn't help but think it was peculiar that there was no paperwork or anything. I shrugged off my thoughts and found my apartment. Apartment 15D.

Opening the door to the room, I dropped my three suitcases that had been weighing me down. My mom insisted I take basically everything I had ever touched in our house.

Looking inside I could see the living room was painted a light shade of tan and had elegant marble floors. In the kitchen the countertops were similar to the living room floors, and had the same classy feel. I walked out of the kitchen and was surprised to see that in the corner of the living room, away from the view you have when you first walk in, there was silver stairs spiraling upwards.

At the top of the stairs there was a large bedroom, painted a brilliant shade of blue with a large closet, and bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and saw a note on the mirror.

Meet me in the cafeteria at your new school tomorrow. I'll explain everything then.

~Pitch

The apartment was already furnished, so I slumped down on the bed with my phone and charger. This was some place!

I quickly set my phone alarm for 6:20 and then drifted to sleep.