Darkness and the smell of rotten milk was the current situation I was in at the moment. Let me tell you, being in a garbage can wasn't exactly my cup of tea, but it was better here than out there. Out in the world where I can hurt others and they can break me. But before I go on any further, let's start at the beginning…
"Elsa! Do you want to build a snowman?" asked my little sister Anna. I look at her and see that she is excitedly fidgeting on her bed. I smile at her as she smiles at me. "Sure Anna. But let's just make sure we don't get caught by the late night security guards or the dean will come kick our butts." I say chuckling as Anna has already gotten her winter gear on. I shake my head and begin putting on my stuff. As we sneak out the window, I can't help smile.
Ever since we were born, Anna and I were both born with supernatural powers. I had the power of snow and ice. But Anna had the power of water and wind. And in a way, we fit together. We never left each other's side. Once we got in a secluded place in the woods, we both began to let loose. We threw snowballs at each other and once again, ever since we were kids, built our favorite snowman Olaf. Then we began to play with our powers. Being at a boarding school full of magical beings was fun but extremely strict. Any wrong move and we could easily get in trouble with the dean, who was none other than North or Santa Claus. But lucky for Anna and I, we never did anything so we were one of his favorites.
As we finished playing, we both fell on our backs, breathing heavily with flushed cheeks. We both stare at the night sky, admiring the stars until Anna asks me a peculiar question.
"Elsa, do you ever miss momma and papa?" she asks innocently.
"All the time. But we know that the kingdom is in good hands because grandma and grandpa are ruling over it." I say. I start to think of our grandparents and hope that they are doing well.
"Okay. Thanks Elsa. I'm just not used to this whole idea of going to a high school far away from home (A/N: They are both 16 years old)." She says, sighing. I do the same and huff. I honestly didn't want to be here either. It was cool knowing that there were people out here exactly like you just with different powers. But you always ended up missing home and knowing we couldn't go back until summer hurts a lot, especially if your only guardians are old and feeble. But we had to be strong because they were counting on us. "Let's go back Anna, it's getting late and I kind of want some sleep." I say smiling at my silly sister. She was currently trying to find the big dipper, but became cross-eyed a little. I just laughed as I start to walk away. I hear her call out my name and smile as she catches up to me. We start a talking and just laughing like we are the best of friends. I take a quick glance and look up at the stars. I hope that I have a good day at school tomorrow because maybe, just maybe, things will finally go my way.
But like every other day, I was dead wrong. I got in my school uniform and began to grab my school bag. I look myself in the mirror before I put on my glasses. Unlike Anna, I got the poor vision of the family and was constantly reminded of that. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I then confidently walked out the door. I didn't have to wake Anna up because she leaves before I do. I go outside our dorm to see everyone staring at me. I start to walk towards the entrance of the dormitory when I feel something hit me in the back of the head. The other kids snicker and giggle as they keep throwing more stuff at me. I just walk faster as the paper balls keep coming at me like bullets. The laughter grows and I finally realize that I'm at the entrance. I'm about to open the door when two tall seniors grab me and lift me up. "Let me go!" I scream. But it's suddenly drowned out but the chants of the crowd yelling "Throw out the trash!" One thought comes into my mind: "Oh no." I then feel myself being dumped into a trash can and hear the laughter of everyone. But soon it starts to fade as classes are beginning soon. I soon try to get out the garbage can but I find out that it's no use.
Now that you see my current situation, I know that there is no use of getting out. I feel something hit my head and whimper in pain. The person who peers into the garbage can looks in and sees me. Then, like an unexpected gust of wind, we lock eyes. I take in his features and I believe he takes in mine. He has blue eyes and white hair like me. He has a warmer tone of skin and he smirks at me, something I know I would remember for a while. But in the height of the moment, it all comes crashing down as he utters these words "I think I'll call you trash girl," and closes it like nothing was in there. I ponder what just happened before I realize something.
I'm still stuck in a trash can.
And I think I just made a new enemy.
The one and only,
Jack Frost.