Hi everybody! How's life? Mine's great. I had my 'first' day of summer today. I have been working for a month, but now it's over. I slept to 3 PM today. Man it was good...

But anyways, then I couldn't wait anymore, so I started writing immediately. You should feel honored, I scarified my morning for this chapter and your expectations. But I hope you'll like it :)

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Chapter 7: Hans' POV

"Yeah, and you know what? Then he just left her there. Just like that" I snap my fingers to show Elsa how fast it went. She looks at me with horror in her eyes.

"Oh my god, for real? What an asshole!"

I nod. "Yeah, that's why everybody avoids him. He's a creep!" Elsa looks down on the floor. She's soo sexy. I just wanna slap her on her ass. But I keep my angry/ compassionate mask on. I feel quite proud. Damn, I am a good actor!

The bell rings, it's time for the first lesson. Ugh, Monday...

"Oh, gotta go, but get better soon, and I'll see you tomorrow!" Elsa takes her stuff from the locker, and with a wide smile towards me, she leaves for her lesson. I told her I didn't feel so well, so I skip that one.

I smirk after her, watching her hips move as she walks. Oh man...

Then I turn around, and leave the school.

I head towards the park, where Pitch told me he would meet me. The 19 year old was, sadly, the one to give orders. He was huge, but I am lucky to be his... partner, or what you should call it. I wouldn't call myself his friend, nor was he mine. We just helped each other out. Like when he gave me tips on how to pursue Miranda to go to the party with me.

In return, I did small favors to him. I sometimes gave him stuff, expensive stuff, since my parents are quite rich, or then I just did some small tasks.

Now, I have asked to meet him, I need help. Help to get Elsa in bed, in my bed, to be exact. She seems to be that nice kind of girl, so it might be quite hard. Miranda was just really weak, so it hadn't been so hard, but I noticed that though Elsa seems nice and shy, there's something strong inside her. Something ready to burst out when needed. It kind of freaks me out a little bit, but I just can't ignore that body. I gotta have her!

I arrive at the park and head for the park bench where we usually meet. It's surrounded by big trees, so we're kind of protected. I sit down at the bench, awaiting Pitch, or Pitch Black, as he calls himself. I think it's a little bit lame, like a villain in a movie for kids. But of course I don't tell him that, I would get my ass kicked.

Some kids run around on the lawn, and three sexy girls walk past the bench, talking in their phones. When one of them looks towards me, I smirk at her and wink. She giggles and her face turns red. I'm very good-looking, and I know it. The girl past by, their buts moving as they walk, and I sigh after them. Damn, there are so many hot girls in this world, how could I ever have time to have sex with all of them?

While I await Pitch, I start thinking about Elsa. I try to figure out how to make her like me. Probably with flattery, a lot of it, to make her trust me, and perhaps, play hurt or something. Girls like that sometimes. It surely worked on Miranda. And I didn't even have to take her out, it was only the party night. And it was perfect. But then I got bored, and she left the school. I haven't heard of her since.

"You're late!" a voice whispers from one of the trees. I jerk and look up. Pitch is sitting on a branch, almost disappearing in the shadows with his black clothes and his black hair. He jumps down, it's probably like 7 feet, but he lands softly. I get a little goosebumps. Though we have been helping each other for nearly two years, that guy still gives me the creeps.

"Yeah, I got stuck talking to Elsa" I explain. Pitch snorts.

"Whatever, what do you want?"

"Well, actually, it's about that Elsa. I need help to make her think I'm the best guy ever."

We never spoke right out, we kind of used code language, not that we had planned that something meant that and stuff, but we got what the other one meant. It was actually quite practical, if someone hears us.

Pitch surely got what I meant.

"Miranda wasn't enough?" he smirks at me. It's pretty creepy, I tell you.

"Well, that was heaven, but this one, oh man... She's like Anne Hathaway and Emma Watson combined, only better."

"Oh... so you say. That was what you said about the other one too, but after that party, she wasn't fun anymore."

"Well, then it was over, and I lost interest..." I say, getting a bit bored. Is he going to help me or not?

"Well, fine, I'll help, but I want that new phone everybody have been talking about." He smiles evilly at me. The new iPhone, is he kidding? That's like 1 000 bucks! I have to use my dad's bank card again...

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I say, just showing I won't give away just like that. "Then you gotta give me something else too..."

"Oh, well, fine, I guess, we'll figure something out" Pitch replies, also bored.

"So, any ideas?" I ask, getting a little bit exited. Finally, things are starting to happen!

"Well, actually, yes, I have a few ideas... What about..."

And he tells his plan to me. And I smirk. This is going to be fantastic...

I know that this is not very realistic, the bad guy is unbelievably evil and stuff, but that's just Hans... And Pitch of course :) I hope you liked it, might post another today, we'll see :)

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