Same Life

Elsa sighed as she made her way down the school's halls; her head hung low and her step a tad faster than it needed.

Don't let them in, don't let them see. She thought to herself.

A few murmurs passed as she fled across the floor, but mostly no one noticed. That's who Elsa was here. No one bothered with her. No one cared. The ones, who did however, seemed fit to make her life a living hell.

Elsa approached the door to her class, her eyes already scanning to her seat. There sitting in the corner was none other than Victoria Noble, the schools most fiery, pig-headed, arrogant redhead.

2 girls stood behind her, their forms meshing with Victoria's into a stagnant stench of strong perfume. Elsa glanced around the room, no one, not even the professor was present.

Great. Just great.

Elsa quickly shuffled to her seat; her head hung low and blonde hair in a heap.

"Well, look who it is." A lustrous voice said.

Victoria's laced heals clicked on the floor as she approached, each rebound echoing the impending fate Elsa could feel.

"What's up, Elsa?" She said as she walked in front of the girl's desk, her smile creased in a disgusting smirk.

Elsa didn't respond, she never did.

"What was that?"

The two girls had now walked behind Elsa, their steps matching like twins.

"Oh yeah I forgot, trash can't talk."

This made the girls snicker, Victoria smiling as if she had one a battle.

"And you know what you do with trash? You throw it out."

It happened all too quickly, they had grabbed Elsa, legs and shoulder in tow, and shuffled her out the back entrance at the end of the hallway outside the classroom. No one saw. They took the poor girl, flipped open the green canister, and dumped Elsa directly into the dumpster behind the school, their laughs echoing off the metal.

Elsa whimpered as she clumped in the pile of filth, her hair once blonde and sleek now filled with green smelter.

She really hated it here.

Eventually Elsa had dug herself out of the garbage, her white clothes now dirty and covered in filth. Glancing around her shoulder, she checked to make sure no one would see her, the coast being clear and she stepped back. Drawing her hand upwards, blue particles of ice danced across her body, pulling the disgusting pieces from her body and the ice trailing over her long torso. It arose up into her hair, pillowing it in the wind as it ripped the green stench from her hair and left it glowing with snowflakes.

Elsa sighed as she checked her reflection in the green metal of the dumpster. They weren't allowed to use magic outside of classrooms, but she figured it was a perfect reason too. She ran her fingers through her braided locks before walking back into the school, her chest already awaiting the snickers. She stepped back into the warm dense air of the building, and made her way into her class, the teacher now calling role.

"Ah Elsa, there you are. You're things were already here; where did you go?"

"Sorry, I had to go to the infirmary." Elsa said as she walked back to her seat, all eyes trained on her as Victoria snickered in the back.

"Ah, well, don't do it again okay? Let me know before you leave."

"Yes Ma'am."

Sitting down, Elsa felt the heated stare of Victoria on her neck, oh how much she wanted to wipe that smug look of her face. Why couldn't she just leave her alone? But alas, for some reason she needed to make Elsa's life worse.

The clacking on the board drew Elsa from her thoughts; giant words written across the board stared back at her with a relishing fact of evil.

Magic History.

Today was going to be a long day.

Thursday, only one more day till the weekend.

Elsa looked down to her hands as she made her way down the hall. The other students we're off learning how to control their powers and such, but Elsa alas was the only one in what seemed the entire span of the earth to have winter powers. Out of the hundreds of kids that go here, she was the individual cursed with snow and ice, something she'd never get used too. So what does the facility do? They give her, her own private study period, for her to practice her skills and figure them out for herself.

More like they didn't want to help.

That's how it always was, Elsa, alone with snow and ice. It would never change.

She stepped out of the schools gates, the winter air rushing her bones like a kiss. For a moment she breathed a heavy sigh, loving the feeling of winter mint in her lungs. Soon she kicked her feet and made her way down the building, past the training fields and into the dense woods. It was so peaceful out here, and Elsa couldn't help but let a small smile escape her lips. She loved this time in her day. No one was around. It was just her, the winter, and her kingdom of isolation.

She made her way through branches and twigs of different sorts, and stopped once she arrived at a small clearing. She set her book bag down against the bark of a tree, and went to go stand in the middle of the circle.

She raised her right hand slowly, allowing her sparked internal sense flow through. The ice picked up around her, flowing the way her hand moved. The sparkles of light rode in the current of wind, and flew through the air across the trees, frozen patterns of frost taking their span across the wood. She took both her hands, swirling them into the air and conjuring up a small flurry around her. The snow spun around her in a small field of frozen pictures, almost acting like a barrier itself. It spun around her hair, lifting it into the wind and up into the sky. She called for the storm to grow bigger, stronger, and ice began to form around her feet. It webbed it's way around the clearing, coating the circle with a solid layer of ice.

Calling the storm to a stop, Elsa smiled to herself as she flicked her wrist to her feet. Stone hard ice formed under her shoes, their shape morphing into the perfect pair of skates. From there, she let lose. Her body spun around the wings of the snow, gracefully landing and spinning as she danced her story around the ice.

Nothing could ruin this moment.

She twirled and spun and flew as she performed her show on the ice, her blonde iced hair gracefully flowing with her every movement. Elsa, as she was flowing across the ice, flew her hands to her side, blue particles of miniature snow eyeing from her hand. It begun to dance around her swirling form, millions of blue light sparkling like crystals spinning around her waist, she skated to the middle of the rink, swirling on one foot as her left leg pulled up to her chest. She spun faster and faster, willing herself to push past her limits and with a single breath, she flew her hands up as she spun to a stop. The blue particles of snow burst into the air, a showering display of winter fireworks eclipsing the sky. The snow danced from the area, falling down in blue hues as the fractals flew in the sunlight's rays. It was beauty.

Elsa smiled as she breathed heavily, her eyes dancing in glee as she watched a flake fall right in front of her nose.

It was perfect.

The school's first bell plunged into the air, and Elsa's eyes darted up to the echo.

"I'm going to be late!" She nearly said as she rushed to go grab her stuff, the ice rink now melting into a pile of freezing snow.

She grabbed her bag and kicked off into a sprint, the school becoming her destination. As she began to run off, Elsa turned once more to look at her safe haven.

"Tomorrow..." She whispered.

Tomorrow.

Here you go, chapter 2! :) Hope you guys are doing well!

As always,

R&R