"Please! Stop!" the platinum haired girl begged to the three older girls.
"Oh, you want us to stop princess?" the blonde girl who was brutally kicking her, cooed mockingly.
"I think the little princess want you to stop." the red haired girl, mocked.
"Yea, the little prissy princess wants you to stop." the brunette joined in.
"P-please s-s-stop!" she begged once more hopping they would listen, even though she knew it was a long shot. She was trembling with pain and fear, but by now she'd should have been use to it, it became daily for her, and she wasn't strong enough to deal with it and her secret...
"Mrs. Winters, please come to the office." announced the intercom, the girls stopped and ran out of the room trying not to be seen around her.
She painfully picked herself winching every once and a while, she clumsily picked herself up and dragged herself to the bathroom to clean herself up. When she got in there she looked at her self and wrinkled her nose in disgust. Her platinum blonde hair was in a bloody tangled mess, her nose and corner of her lip were bleeding, a dark circle formed around her right eye, and she had bruises and cuts every where. She grabbed a cloth and got it wet and started to clean herself off, once she was done she changed her clothes, into new long-sleeved dress that wasn't ripped. Then she was off to the office winching with every painful step. She soon saw the office door and politely knocked, the principal of the boarding school soon addressed her with a scowl that she soon changed in to a fake smile, she walked in behind her principal, to see Miss Amanda , a woman who owned the orphanage her sister lived in and the one who sent her to what she calls 'A Hellhole'. She kept her eyes on the woman never leaving her as she took her seat, when she took her eyes off her it was to take her seat and she then averted her gaze to her principal.
"Alright, Ms. Winters we brought you here today to tell you that you are leaving, Ms. Amanda is here to take you back to Arendelle, your father has asked for you and your sister." Mrs. Beamer explained emotionlessly, staring at her paper work. To say that the girl was shocked was an under statement, she was bewildered, her parents had died about two years ago in terrible cold blood that she sadly witnessed.
"Your real father, the man that died was Anna's, but your father, Kris, is your biologic father Elsa." she said matter-o-factly, Elsa looked back at each woman to make sure they weren't lying, but when she realized they weren't her eyes began to burn but nothing came out, she ran out of tears long ago.
"Now go pack up were leaving in," Amanda checked her watch for time then continued, " two hours." she finished. Elsa got up walking back to her room feeling mixed emotions, happy she could finally leave this hellhole she'd lived in for one and a half years, and confused her father wasn't her dad? Were her only thoughts that ran through her head on her way to her room. As soon as she caught sight of it she groaned three annoying bullies were waiting for her arms crossed and smug looks on their faces.
"So what they want with some as useless as you?" Arora the blonde sneered, walking up to her smirking devilishly while her followers did as they do and followed.
"I bet she got in trouble for being late." Pocahontas the brunette mocked smugly, her and Ariel giggled and high fived.
"No, but you will be if you don't get to class." Elsa said, and the three went wide eye and ran to class in a hurry almost tripping several times, Elsa chuckled a bit and walked inside her room and just as she thought it was a mess. Her clothes were scattered all over the floor, her letters were ripped to shreds, her eyes were burning up again but she started to clean all this up. She walked over to the closet got the broom and garbage can and started to sweep up all the little pieces and threw them away, then she picked up her clothes and neatly folded them and put it in her suit case, When she was done she walked back to the office and then her and Amanda left the boarding school.
About an hour passed and Elsa grabbed folder that held almost everything about her, age twelve, height 5'6, weight surprisingly sixty three pounds, and it even has a comment saying she's younger than she looks. 'Wow' she thought they had almost everything about her. She yawned and thought it would be a good time to rest, she closed her eyes and tried hard to dream, but it only came as a dreamless dream. When she woke up the car had parked in front of a huge house or mansion she couldn't tell and a man who looked more like Santa Clause and Anna were standing there with goofy smiles, 'Are they sure he's not Anna dad?' she thought sourly, and got out of the car to greet them. The man or Kris's smile turned into a frown seeing the girl who had a black eye a cut lip and a bruise on her forehead, but it wasn't new to Anna when ever she saw her sister she always looked beaten.
"Elsa!" Anna shouted while getting into the comforting embrace of her sister, and Elsa was glad to see her.
"Hey Anna, have you been good?" Elsa asked like a mother would ask a daughter when coming back from school or a play date.
"Elsa, I'm Kris, and may I ask what happened to you?" Kris asked sweetly, Elsa looked at him her sweet face turning into a serious one, she looked down.
"It's normal I guess." Elsa said with a shrug, causing Kris to feel terrible that she looks so beaten up.
"Well let go inside and have some hot cocoa?" he asked happily, while grabbing Elsa's suite case and walking up to the house with the girls behind him.