Elsa's POV

The next day I sat down in the History, ready to take notes.

"I don't even get why you take notes. You literally already know everything" a familiar voice said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "Hey Jack."

"If I didn't know any better I'd think you didn't want to see me" Jack teased.

I rolled my eyes again, focusing on the teacher.

"I will be passing back your test" Mr. Bunny said.

He placed mine on my desk and Jack's on his.

My lips curved into a smile, another A. I couldn't help but glance at Jack's paper. I gasped.

"What happened?" I asked.

Jack turned an unmistakable shade of red covering up his paper and remaining silent.

"You know I was going to teach the chapter from the test at the study lesson we never had" I said before I could stop myself. "You know the day you said you would rather have Ivy tutor you."

I immediately regretted saying something that sounded so bitter. I looked up at Jack as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"I know, I'm an idiot" Jack said. I raised a brow, suddenly intrigued "I shouldn't have ditched you, Ivy and I didn't even study."

I grabbed the paper from his hands, looking down at the D.

"You don't say" I said sarcastically.

Jack took a deep breath, still looking the same shade as Anna's hair. "It was really hard to concentrate on the test."

"Why?" I asked.

"To be honest, I couldn't help thinking I should have asked for your help" Jack admitted.

I felt the conversation going in a pleasant direction.

"I talked to your sister today" Jack continued. "And I think you should tutor me."

I shot him an annoyed glance, how typical. "So now that studying with Ivy didn't work out you think I should just crawl back to you."

"No" Jack said. "What I meant was I can't pass finals without you."

I let out an annoyed huff. "I don't get it" I said. "Why do you think I would help you now, when I didn't even want to help you the first time?"

"I didn't think you would" Jack said with a sigh. "I hoped you would. Elsa I would like you to tutor me."

I smiled, just slightly, hating myself for being so weak. "Meet me in the library three hours after school " I told him, before focusing back on the teacher.

I sat in the library, waiting for Jack. I had everything ready for our study date.

Wait, not study date. We are friends, if even that. Jack's personally seems to change everyday.

One day he is this nice guy whose eyes I get lost in. The next day he seems to hate me. Well...maybe not now that my powers are out.

"Hey Elsa" Jack said. "What should we start with?"

Jack sat down next to me, a wide smile on his face.

"We are going to start with the chapter you failed" I explained.

"I didn't fail" Jack pointed out. "I'm sorry all of us can't be you and get an A on every test."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Well I managed to get you a second chance at the test" I said. "The only catch is it has to be tomorrow, so we have a lot of work ahead of us."

"You are such a miracle worker!" Jack exclaimed. "Okay let's get started."

"Who created the first club for those with magical powers?" I asked.

"Colio Jeniewich" Jack answered.

I nodded my head. "What was this club's name and why?

"The Finance Club, because it was during the time of the Great Depression and they used it as a cover" Jack replied.

"Correct again" I said. "So which president discovered those with powers and helped open the first school."

"Harry S. Truman in 1948" Jack answered confidently.

"Okay, how did you know that" I asked setting my book down.

"You have just been asking me the questions I knew" Jack explained.

"No I haven't" I argued. "I am asking you the questions you got wrong."

"And how would you know that?" Jack questioned.

I shyly pulled out his test.

"Why do you have that?" Jack asked in panic.

"I saw you throw it away, so I grabbed it to recycle" I explained. "But then I started thinking that knowing what you got wrong would probably help me tutor you."

"Seriously Elsa!" Jack exclaimed. "This is the test you take from me, out of all the test I've taken."

"Why does it matter?" I asked. "I saw you showing Flynn and Rapunzel every detail of your test."

"Just give it back" Jack said.

"No!" I exclaimed. "Just explain why this is such a big deal."

"It's a big deal because it's you Elsa" Jack tried to explain, his hands up in frustration. "Little Miss Perfect."

"And what does that mean?" I asked in fury.

"You never mess up anything" He said.

"That is not true!" I exclaimed. What even makes him think that?

"Have you even looked at my answers" Jack asked. "I might as well not have a brain if I'm being compared to you."

"Come on, don't be ridiculous" I said. "I mean guessing that George Washington was the first president to know about us is a bit idiotic, but it's not like I care."

"Well I knew George Washington was the first something" Jack explained, a faint red color.

"Either way I don't get why you know the answers all of a sudden" I said as the conversation calmed down.

"I studied a bit before coming" Jack admitted.

"You studied before coming to your tutoring session to study."

"Well you study constantly" Jack pointed out.

"Because it calms me" I explained. "It seems to stress you out."

"I just like to be prepared" Jack said.

I eyed him suspiciously. "Then how come you studied before I quizzed you, rather than before the test."

Jack didn't answer, so I decided to stop pestering him.

"No matter" I said. "Let's just see how much your studying paid off."

"First um...did you happen to grab anything else out of the trash?" Jack asked.

"I thought you would ask" I said grabbing out a folded piece of paper.

"You didn't…"Jack trailed off.

"Nope, I didn't open it" I finished for him. "It says private on the outside, and I respect that."

"Thank god" Jack exclaimed.

"So what is it about?" I asked curiously.

"It doesn't matter an-and I forbid you from reading it" Jack said.

I looked him straight in the eyes, glaring intensely. "You forbid me" I mocked. I remember the last time anyone spoke those words to me.

I was eight years old, and surrounded by ice. I looked at my hands in fear, as I begged my parents to stay away. I was a monster, someone who should be locked away. I had already hurt my sister who was coping with her abilities much better than me. Anna could control her power, if only I could control mine.

"How about we call my sister, Petunia" my father suggested. "She is great with these kind of things."

"I don't know Agner dear" my mother said. I knew she wasn't the fondest of my aunt, or her methods.

"Let's just try" my father said, causing my mom to sigh in defeat.

Aunt Petunia showed up a few days later. My parents led us both to a spare bedroom, placed us inside, and shut the door.

"Wow, you have grown a lot" Aunt Petunia said.

I smiled politely, fidgeting with my gloves.

"I am going to be honest with you" Aunt Petunia told me. "Your power can lead to much destruction, so therefore I forbid you to use it."

"I do not try to use it" I tried explaining. "It goes with my emoti…"

"I forbid you" she interrupted. "Unlike your parents I am going to lay down the law. Remember you are forbidden from using your power."

I nodded, but knew this had done no help. It only grew the fear inside me. Why am I not in control? Why can't I stop it?

Aunt Petunia stayed for another week, so I tried desperately to avoid her. After three days she finally caught up to me. There was ice all around me the second I saw her. I felt the fear rushing through my body in violent waves.

"How dare you" Aunt Petunia scolded. She handed me a piece of paper and a pencil. "You are to write 'I am forbidden from using magic' one thousand times."

I sat down and began. My hand started to cramp painfully. I kept going, I will do anything to help be in control.

I continued to stare at Jack, daring him with my eyes to say more.

"Yeah...I forbid you" Jack told me hesitantly.

I rolled my eyes. "And suddenly I think I am going to open it" I said.

"Come on Elsa" Jack begged.

I grabbed my books and bag, as I stood up.

"Clearly you already learned everything on your own" I stated. "So, goodbye."

I gripped my books and headed for the door, not looking back.