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*Belle's POV*
As more and more students piled in the classroom, I began talking to Merida about Scotland. I was wondering whether Scotland was really like in my books: the wildlife, the nature, and the mountains.
"So, Merida, where in Scotland do you live?" I asked.
"Oh, me family and I live in Castle Dunbroch," she replied. I was dumbfounded. I've always wanted to go to Castle Dunbroch! I was going to ask her all sorts of questions about the scenery and types of animals, but I got distracted by something. No, someone! As students flooded the doorway, one caught my eye. He was tall, and hairy. He had orange-ish long hair with a matching long beard, and his eyes were… beautiful. I don't know how I saw them, as he was pretty far away, but as soon as I saw him, something clicked. I don't know what, he wasn't attractive, but he reminded me of a book character. A boy full of sorrow that covers it up with his hair. Okay, Belle, you're starting to sound a little creepy.
I shifted my attention back to Merida, who was smirking at me.
"Beast caught yer eye, Belle?" she asked mockingly. I smiled at her nickname for him, and brushed off her light teasing.
"He just looks… intriguing," I replied. Merida huffed.
"I dun know what strange force cause's the pretty girls like ye to fall for any boy, le' alone tha one," she muttered. As I was about to defend myself – I didn't fall for him – Mr. Hades interrupted the noisy room and everyone settled down.
"Let's start with roll call," he decided. I leaned forward in my chair. What was the boy's name? Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him. He'd sat in the back, on the side of the room closest to the door, and was seated with a short, hunch-backed boy, an Arabic duo dressed in blues and purples (I assumed they were a couple), and a tall, colourfully dressed girl that looked hyper and inattentive to Mr. Hades. Mr. Hades began calling out names, and not many of them clicked. I listened carefully for the names of the people at Beast's table, but also tried to match other names of classmates.
"Quasimodo?" that was the hunch-backed boy.
"Jasmine?" Arabic girl.
"Toothiana?" colourful, tall girl.
"Aladdin?" Arabic boy.
"Adam?" that was him! Wow… I hadn't expected such a strange looking boy to have such a normal name! Mentally, I slapped myself. It wasn't nice to think about people like that, Belle! What's gotten into you?
"Belle?" I raised my hand like everyone else. Mr. Hades nodded and continued down the list. At one of the names, he stopped and looked confused, but finally said, "Elsa?" who raised her hand. Mr. Hades nodded to her, brows still knit together, and I wondered what was so strange about the name Elsa that he got so confused. I giggled at the thought of him not being able to comprehend how to pronounce the name, which earned me a strange look from Flynn and Merida. Soon, Mr. Hades was finished the list, none of the other names I recognized except for a guy named Gaston, who'd sat next to me on the bus and had tried to wrap his arms around me. He was sitting in the back, but on the opposite side to Adam, and winked at me everytime I looked near him. Mr. Hades put the roll call card on his desk and turned to the class.
"Well, class, as you all should know, we're in math class," he said. Most of the class nodded, except for one person who'd fallen asleep at Gaston's table. Mr. Hades looked around the class and paid no attention to the sleeping boy.
"We're going to be starting with a review package! Once you're done, finish the problem on the board," he boomed, grinning madly. Half the class groaned, the others looked relieved that we wouldn't do a practice test. I looked around my table and saw Merida absentmindedly doodling on her notebook. Flynn was lost in thought, looking through the window on the other side of the classroom. Elsa and Jack were passing notes, but from the glimpse of the page I saw, it looked like they were having a snowflake drawing competition. I smiled at the cuteness of them. I totally shipped them. They were like a perfect couple from a book!
I tried to force myself to not look at Adam's table, but gave out. He was putting his math textbook on the desk and as he moved his pencilcase, I couldn't help but smile a little. He was so… cute? Really, Belle? On the first day of school, you fall in love with someone you've never met, who Merida calls a beast? I sighed inwardly at my thoughts, but my heart stopped when his eyes met mine. My smile vanished and I thought how weird I must've looked. I was totally creeping on this guy I've never met. Suddenly, a piece of paper that brushed my nose averted my eyes, and I was glad for the distraction. As I said, "thank you", and looked up, I almost groaned out loud. The person who'd passed me my paper was none other than Gaston, the egotistical bodybuilding maniac that tried to hit on me. Great. I smiled at him and a stupid grin spread on his face. In a desperate attempt to get Gaston to go away, I looked over at Merida and asked if she wanted to work together. She realized what I was trying to do and grinned, but nodded and picked up her pen. I exhaled the breath I didn't realize I was holding when Gaston moved away to give Flynn his paper, and soon left the table.
"Wow, looks like someone's fallen for the beauty," Flynn teased. I rolled my eyes, and silently prayed that Adam hadn't seen that. I didn't want him to think that I was a stupid girl that only dated captains of the football team. No, I didn't want anyone to think that.
"Dun worry 'bout this beauteh, she's goh her eyes on someone already," Merida commented, which made me want to punch her. Well, not really. I was too nice, and nobody can stay mad at Mer. Flynn threw me a questioning glance, and I pointed to the page with my pencil, and they looked down at theirs. Once the class began to quiet down and start working, I snuck another glance at Adam. He was working with Jasmine and Aladdin, and looked up to meet my eyes again. A blush crept up my cheeks and I forced myself to look back down at my work. Sadly, I began the problems and exchanged answers with Flynn and Merida, while Jack and Elsa worked together on theirs. If I'm not involved in romance, at least I can try to set one up between the two Winters!
*Adam's POV*
The first time I saw the beautiful girl sitting next to the red-headed frizzball and Flynn Rider, my breath was taken away. She was truly beautiful. I realized how creepy I sounded, and continued listening to Jasmine's story. Her and Aladdin were a couple who'd met last year in a market-place in the Middle-East. I didn't catch the name of the place they were from, courtesy of Toothiana squealling over Quasimodo's teeth and how white they were, but their story was pretty cute regardless. Jasmine is the daughter of a Sultan, who wanted her to have the best education, hence her being here, and she's kept her forbidden love with Aladdin a secret from everyone for now. I smiled, thinking how cute it must've been to have a love like Romeo and Juliet, but then remembered how the play ended. That got me back to thinking of the beauty sitting in the second row. I sighed, thinking how she probably will end up to be a conceited girl that spends her spare time watching football teams and cheerleading and being the captain's girlfriend.
Mr. Hades began roll call, and I tried to nonchalantly listen for her name. I heard him say my name, and then "Belle". I saw her hand rise, and smiled. What a fitting name. Mr. Hades finished the list, only a small pause before saying "Elsa", another girl who sat at Belle's table that had icy white hair and was chatting with another boy with icy white hair, who was probably her boyfriend. (sorry but I ship Jelsa so much XD). I forced myself to look away from the table, and soon Mr. Hades announced that we'd be starting the first day with a review. I was relieved – most teachers would try to get us to do an introductory session, which included talking to idiots like the boy that was already sleeping. Besides, I didn't want to be labeled as a 'freak' on the first day. At least Mr. Hades seemed a little laid back and not very involved with hands-on teaching.
One boy, dressed in reds and yellows with black expensive pants and hunting boots stood up and went up to Mr. Hades. He asked something and Mr. Hades nodded, looking pleased. The boy grabbed the papers that I assumed were the review sheets, and began handing them out. I was going to ask Jasmine and Aladdin if they wanted to work together, but felt another set of eyes on me. I peered around for the source, and found Belle staring at me. My heart dropped, thinking how she probably thought I was an ugly beast, but there was no disgust in her eyes. She froze, and we remained looking at each other until the guy passing the papers out handed hers to her.
She looked up, and I saw a flash of distress flash across her face. The guy grinned down at her, and I wondered who he was. Definitely not a boyfriend, she wouldn't be afraid of him. Not a brother, they would've sat together. She said thank you and smiled. I felt a pang of jealousy, but snapped out of it. I didn't even talk to her once before, and already am jealous of stupidly grinned bodybuilders? What's wrong with me? Belle looked over at frizzhead and began talking. I looked down at my paper and began working with Jasmine and Aladdin. We were on the second problem when the class started quieting down and getting to work. I felt another pair of eyes on me and looked up to see Belle looking at me again. She blushed and looked back down at her book. A small smile crept up on my face and I forced myself to look back at Aladdin and nod along as he explained his answer for question number three.
*Jack's POV*
As Elsa and I were doing our math sheet together, I couldn't help but sneak glances at her every so often. She really looked like the girl from my dream, and from the pancake. I hoped that Flynn hadn't seen the pancake. The last thing I need is my best friend thinking I'm stalking a beautiful girl. Wait- did I just call Elsa beautiful. I have to admit, she's pretty – wait – I'm not going to think of Elsa like that. I've only known her for a few hours, and I'm falling for her. Pathetic, Jack, really pathetic.
We'd finished half the sheet when Mr. Hades stood up. He called Elsa up to his desk, and she looked confused for a moment, but then clarity crossed her face and she went up. They exchanged a few words, and he wrote something on a sticky note that she took and walked out of the room with. A few minutes later (I tried to do my work, but couldn't concentrate) she walked back in and sat down next to me.
"What was that about?" I whispered. Belle, Merida, and Flynn looked just as curious.
"Oh, nothing. I had to clarify something about my name. It was spelled wrong," she explained to the table. I nodded, and dropped the subject. We went back to working on our practice sheets.
When there was five minutes left into the period, we finally finished all the questions and the extra question. Since the class was pretty rowdy and lots of people were already done, we talked altogether about our other classes.
"I wish I ha' English with ye'. Instead I ha' music with nobody I knuh," Merida said. I thought of how similar Elsa and my schedule is, and brightened up. As I opened my mouth to suggest meeting up every morning, the bell rang and everyone scrambled to pack up and hurry to their next period. I checked my schedule and saw that I had to go to the English wing of the 'campus'. It was crazy how this high school seemed so much like a university. I wonder who designed it, because it's pretty smart.
We grabbed our backpacks and walked outside the room. Outside the building, Elsa led us to the science building with her map she'd grabbed at the reception desk. About halfway to the building, Merida split off and bid goodbye to us. We waved and continued to the green science building. Whoa- is this campus home to buildings or castles? I heard that the royal family of Arendelle funded it, but I didn't think they'd spend this much. As we walked up to the steps of the building, Kristoff, Hiccup, and Astrid joined us and told us about how they'd spent geography playing games to introduce themselves to their classmates. I was glad that Mr. Hades hadn't made us do that, I was really tired this morning from getting up, and besides, I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue portraying myself as the 'class clown' in this new school. Only Kristoff, Flynn, Toothiana, and Bunny knew me from my old school, plus Mr. North, who transferred here as a geography teacher. I didn't have him, though, he only taught grade 9s and 10s. I wondered if Anna or Rapunzel had him. I'll ask Elsa later.
Stopping outside of the classroom, I pointed to Flynn and made sure he realized that it was his turn to test the door first. He gulped and opened the door. A tall man sat at the desk, a mane of hair covering his face. It wasn't until he turned toward us and grinned ferociously that I noticed the scar on his right eye. It was huge, running from his cheek to his forehead, and added to the menacing aura that emanated from the classroom. A few other students were already inside, none that I recognized. I felt someone move behind me and Belle shuffled to the other side of Flynn, sheltered from the door. Soon afterward, a muscular boy in yellow and red marched in with a posse of other bodybuilders and spotted Belle. He grinned and adjusted his shirt and made his way to her. She gave a forced smile and moved to take a seat in the front row, and immediately Elsa and Flynn took opposite sides of her. I moved and took a seat next to Elsa, and Kristoff sat next to me. Hiccup and Astrid sat next to Flynn, leaving a confused looking muscular boy and posse waiting at the door. The teacher looked at them and gave a menacing glare.
"Are you boys having some trouble finding your seats?" he asked, which sounded more like a growl than a question. He pointed his finger to the opposite side of the class that we were sitting, and I could see Belle's gratitude on her face.
"As all of you should know, my name is Mr. Scar," our teacher said simply, "While we're waiting for the rest of the class to fill in, take out your writing materials and get to know your neighbours. You'll be sitting with them for the rest of the semester." I felt relieved that he wasn't going to assign seats. I didn't want to end up next to some weirdo! I turned to Elsa, but she was facing Belle, and instead took out a piece of paper and began drawing a snowflake. It would help for our little competition we started in math. I became aware of more and more people filling in the room, but recognized nobody. When all the seats were filled, Mr. Scar rose from his seat and took place at the front of the class with a stack of papers in his hand. Please don't let it be a quiz, please don't let it be a quiz.
"Good morning class. I was thinking what way to start a class, and thought: there's no better way than a back to school quiz!" he said without enthusiasm, enunciating the last four words carefully. The class groaned, and he shushed them.
"Begin your test once it's passed to you, and once you're done bring it to me and tell me your name," he ordered. That's a good way to do attendance, even if it involves a quiz. He passed out the quizzes and I groaned upon seeing it. We were supposed to label the usages of literary devices in a paragraph. A few minutes later, I finished and double checked my answers. I thought they were all right, and went up to Mr. Scar. He turned and smiled at me, a smile that looked more ferocious than welcoming.
"I finished my test," I said.
"What's your name, boy?" he asked.
"Jack Frost," I answered, and turned to go back to my seat. I smiled at Elsa and she smiled back. I felt giddy when she did- why? I took my seat, and soon the last person turned their test in. I recognized them as the boy that fell asleep in math. He was short, not very handsome. I swore I heard him tell Mr. Scar that his name was Sleepy- maybe he was just saying how he felt. Whatever. Mr. Scar got up from his desk and prowled to the front of the room. He stopped and looked at all of us. We stared back. He finally held up a book. Elsa gasped next to me. I didn't recognize the cover.
"Does anyone know what book this is?" he asked. Elsa raised her hand and he called on her.
"That's the Snow Queen! It's my favourite book- it was written by Hans Christian Andersen for the Queen of Arendelle," she said giddily. Hmmm… Never heard of it. Maybe it was limited to citizens of Arendelle that've been here for a while.
"Correct, Elsa. We're going to be using it for a novel study and will be writing an essay on it by the middle of the semester," he explained. The class groaned- sure, essays weren't the worst, but talking about them on the first day? Brutal. Meanwhile, Elsa looked excited and hugged her copy that was passed to her.
"Somebody loves their book," I teased. She looked at me and playfully hit me in the arm. I was going to respond with a cocky insult, but was interrupted by the bell. Wow, that period flew by fast. I can't wait to eat!
Sorry for not posting, but here's an extra-long chapter! Please review :D Thanks for reading! Also, sorry if I butchered Merida's accent XD I suck at writing accents, so get used to her speaking like that XD I was listening to Be Prepared from the Lion King while writing about Scar, and thought he'd be a great English teacher by how he always corrects the Hyenas : )