Disclaimer:I do not own either ROTG or Frozen, if I did I wouldn't be writing this, but I do own the cover image, I drew it. (but not the characters of course, I wish...)

Chapter 1: The Frost that Crept in...

Elsa walked the halls of Arendelle High wishing she could shrink away and disappear, she could feel their stares, and she could feel the whispers.

"Look at her...!"

"That's Anna older sister right...?"

"She's beautiful!"

"I'd tap that"

She walked into her first period class breathing a sigh of relief as she did. She quickly sat in her seat, which to her displeasure was right in the front of the class. Some may wonder why she was reacting this way; usually it was every girls dream to be noticed and popular, but not Elsa's.

She hated the attention and the way it made her feel, her heart would thunder in her chest, her palms would sweat, she couldn't think straight; her beauty and intellect weren't helping either.

She tried her hardest to ignore their words, making sure she avoided the usual high school situations like parties, dances, dating...

She shook her head, much unlike her younger sister Anna who, to the dismay of Elsa, threw herself into everything the school offered, leading Anna to become one of the most popular girls in school.

The teacher walked in signaling the start of class, Elsa got out her pen and papers, classwork a great distraction from her thoughts.

The teacher, Mr. Weselton, was a very strange man. He was short, bug eyed, old, and balding, a very obvious toupee covered this fact. He, for some reason, believed that Elsa was a sorcerer because of her near perfect grades. Elsa though he was joking at first, but after repeated claiming and weird looks she'd receive when he thought she wasn't looking, she realized he actually did believe it.

Elsa shook her head slightly; people were really...odd sometimes. As Mr. Weselton opened his mouth to speak the classroom door opened, every student in the room turned to see who it was, Mr. Weselton was notorious for going ape on any one who was late to his oh so important class, many loved to see his rage, at least when it was not directed towards them.

Who entered the classroom was not who they expected, in fact it wasn't anyone they've seen before. The stranger walked in closing the door behind him, he stood in front of the door, rubbing the back of his neck. Elsa's eyes widened, she could feel her cheeks heat up, he was gorgeous! Wait, what did she just say?! Elsa quickly put her attention to her desk, hoping to find something more interesting than the gor-, she meant, semi good looking boy in the room.

"Who are you, young man?" Mr. Weselton asked a hint of annoyance in his voice.

The stranger answered, walking further into the room, closer to the front row of desk, just a few inches away from Elsa! She did her best to hide, God why couldn't she just disappear! "I'm Jack, Jack Frost, I'm new and this class was on my schedule so...yeah."

Mr. Weselton narrowed his eyes slightly, "Very well, Jack, take that empty seat next to my star student Elsa, take out a pen and paper, assuming you have those?"

Jack took his seat, pulling out a pen from his jean pocket, wagging it around "Right-o, teach." A few girls in the class giggled at his comment, his handsomeness not lost on them.

Mr. Weselton rolled his eyes, "Aright class that's enough, let's get started..."

"So you're the star student huh?" Jack whispered to Elsa.

Elsa went frigid, he's talking to me?! Elsa tried her best to ignore him, she closed her eyes, pen touching paper, momentarily stopping taking her notes, breath in, breath out...she mentally sighed in frustration, she could still see his crystal blue eyes and hair that looked like freshly fallen snow...and his freckles! Wait, hold on!

Elsa snapped her eyes open, what was happening to her?! Even though she couldn't see herself, she knew her face was beat red. She had to get a hold of herself! Focus!

Jack sighed, having tried a few times to get the girl, what was her name again? Elsa, to acknowledge him at least, but to no avail. After what seemed like forever, the bell rang, signaling the end of first period.

Elsa quickly packed her things and sped from the classroom, Jack huffed, he had wanted to talk to her! "Don't feel too bad, she's like that with everyone." Someone behind him said, he turned, it was a boy, he introduced himself as Flynn. "I did my smolder on her and she didn't even react! At least not the way I wanted her to...good thing it wasn't a frying pan like Goldie..."

Jack grew a look of confusion, "What's a smolder and frying pans have to do with Elsa?"

Flynn smiled sheepishly, "Sorry 'bout that, anyway Elsa is known as the Ice Queen because when anyone attempts to talk to her she gives them the cold shoulder."

Jack looked in the direction Elsa went, "So she doesn't talk to anyone, no one at all?"

Flynn shook his head, "Not even her own sister,"

Jack's eyebrows furrowed in disbelief, "Not even her sister huh?" With that he began to exit the classroom, joining the rest of the students uneager to get to second period.

"Hey, Jack, wait up!" Flynn called. Jack stopped. "What class do you have next?"

Jack fished his schedule from his pocket, "Err, Art with Ms. Pelekai."

"Sweet, we have the same class!" He grabbed Jacks wrist, pushing past the people in the hall, "we have to hurry, we're going to be late!"

Authors Note: My first published fanfiction, woo. Should I continue with this? R/R, please and thank you.