Hey guys! Liv here signing in. The story is still in business. Sorry I haven't update in a while because all those cra-cray stuffs happening. I PROMISE I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS! Here is a two chapter worth of a read. I really hope you guys like it! :3

Without further ado. (P.S. this chapie has background info, Flynn and Punzie fluff, and Jackie's cute impression of Elsa~)

Enjoy!

Jack's POV

Finally, a new semester. I mean everything just pass by so fast. Man, I don't even know what to expect for this year. Last year was fun, well, what can you say, it's the first year of high school. It was fun and normally to me fun was all that matters. But it was hollow, it was missing something. I felt incomplete. I was happy, I have friends, I was popular, I got good grades, contrary to popular belief that all I do is party and hook up, and I even have a girlfriend [wait, that's a requirement for me]. Who can ask for a better life for a freshman I mean?

Last year seems so distant now, I feel distracted and confused.

"Here you go. Your room is 4F at Styx Hall. You will be rooming with Kirstoff Bjorgman, Eugene Fitzherbert, and Logan Oyvind. Have fun!" One of the guidance counselor smiled at me.

"Thanks!" I flashed one of my famous grins at her.

I took the keys and headed to the Styx hall, a black marble building with silver-shimmer like shimmer, like the night sky. Styx Hall is by far the best guys' dorm in the whole country I heard.

Sweet! Going to room with my best buds right here, Eugene Fitzherbert better known as Flynn Rider and Logan Oyvind. Trust me, they are one of the best people one can meet within their lifetimes. They are fiercely royal and understanding. We also roomed together last year, it was a blast. Three of us were all good-looking, attractive, and sociable. Without a doubt, we were, and still are, the most popular guys in our grade, and three of the ten most popular guys in the whole school. We were known as "The Royals" by our fangirls [yes, we have fangirl bases], not my choice, but at least it's nice to have one. Flynn was known as the "warm one" of the royals, everyone loves him [except for one girl, but that girl was later his girlfriend]. He proclaimed that he is a lady's man and good-naturally/carelessly flirts with every girl. They dubbed me as the "cold one" as I don't as frequently flits with girls as my pals [I do flirt with a lot of girls at parties], however, that also proved to be beneficial as that made me "mysterious". I like my nickname, I think it suits well with my frosty power. Oyvind [that's Logan] here, is the "hot one", aka the man whore of the school. While Rider friendly flirts with almost every girl, Logan sexually flirts with every girl. He had a record of not dating a girl for more than three weeks and sleeps with one [maybe the same one] for at most five days apart. It started December last year, and I don't know how he did that. And may I just say how much I love the school's amazing sound-proof walls. Our dorm room needed it.

Out of all three of us, Rider was the one with the most stable relationship. Rider and his girlfriend, Rapunzel, Punzie, we called her, first started out on the wrong foot. That is, he accidently got into her dorm by some accident, aka got chased by his fangirls, and once he got into her dorm he was banged by Punzie's frying pan. I know the weirdest weapon of choice: frying pan. Flynn tried to calmly walk out of her room by giving one of his, "smolder", which usually works on "every girl" in the school by "melting" them, he proclaimed. However, Punzie just slapped him on his head using a frying pan again then throw him out of her room. Flynn complained about the headache, the possible chance of getting serious concussion, and the girl who hit him using a frying pan for a week straight. Seriously, I don't blame Punzie for doing that. And I know getting hit by a frying pan shouldn't be funny, but guys, admit it, it's hilarious! I don't know if it's because Rider got hit by the frying pan or not, but he and Punzie started to "fall" in love with each other. Rider would always try to flirt with her, ask her out, and mess with her long long long hair. It freaking goes beyond her knees! And Punzie would always either slap him with her hair, get him out of her way using her hair [trap him in her hair, then throw him a way], or threaten to hit him with the frying pan again. That went on for an annoying half a semester straight.

It's a tradition in AVAET that the final exam for the freshmen was a game of "survival". Survival, the instructors called them, is more like a hybrid between huger games and capture the flag. The whole grade would be separated into four sections, each leaded by an elite group of sophomores. [It's a great honor to be chosen as a part of a group that leads a section] For the fourth quarter, our instructors would take us to a reserved field in North Carolina once owned by the founders of our school. The field was huge, if I'm being honest, the size of that region could be easily the size of a small county. There are mountains, rivers, and lakes in that region. There are four big camp sites in that area representing the four sections. The locations of the individual campsite are secrets only known to the members of the section. As a freshman, I do not know how are each section selected or divided, but I plan to find out this year. Back to Rider and his girlfriend. Anyways, last year, Rider, Logan, and I ended up in the same section, and surprisingly, so did Punzie. You should have seen the stare down they have when they discovered they are in the same section. It was hilarious, especially when you have Logan around wolf-whistling at them. Tee-hee. Bye the way, the survival is like a competition. Winner gets admiration and party, losers get none. Your final grade is determined by your performance in the "survival".

But then last year's "survival" turned disastrous. An evil organization, which also with superheroes and superspies, aimed to dominate the world for a "better civilization" infiltrated our school. (*That organization is also known as the H.Y.D.R.A. You never know who can be a member of H.Y.D.R.A. Your best friend maybe one, the stranger who just walk pass you might be one, and maybe one of your trusted teachers is one. AVAET does do a background check on their incoming students, however, pasts can be hidden, just like how future changes frequently. )

That haven't happened since half a century ago, which was the last attack occurred! It was sudden and unexpected. It all happened when there was down to two sections left.

Our base was suddenly under attack by the other remaining section. The members of our section fought back bravely. And that was before an agonizing scream break through the air. Everyone stopped to see where the source of the sound. And the scene, can traumatize some people for the rest of their lives. There was a guy, with his knees on the floor, clutching the shirt area that's just above his heart, desperately trying to prevent red liquid from seeping through. "What red liquid?" I remembered asking myself, "I didn't think anyone mentioned about red liquid in the rule book? I thought the participants 'dies' if 1. Your section necklace with your name, gets "unlocked" by a blunt knife. Or 2. Your important body part got hit a sharp-in-reality-but-blunt-in-this-simulation object then the sensor shocks you to simulate how bad the injury is. If the 'injury' is lethal, the sensor shock you out, and the opponent takes your necklace. This guy was obviously hit, but no one mentioned red liquid?" A guy nearby laughed, "Dude, come on. Stop being so dramatic, like a girl. No offense ladies." Just as he was going to laugh again, a person, presumably the partner of the guy on the floor, struck his sword deep into the laughing guy's abdominal. Pained screams and audible gasps went around the room. People were confused since the swords, knifes, daggers, and other weapons were not supposed to hurt students. They are not supposed to go inside of the students! I looked at the people on the floor, red bubbling in their mouth as it spreads across the floor. Then at the person standing in the middle with his sword dripping red. It all make sense now. Just as I was going to yell "murder!" The murderer pulled, out of nowhere, on a mask, he screamed, "Hail H.Y.D.R.A.!" What was that supposed to mean? To my surprise, there was a loud chorus of "Hail H.Y.D.R.A.!" resounding throughout the room. Boys and girls alike, pulled on their masks. Can someone just tell me what the **** in the world is going on here? Before those who aren't H.Y.D.R.A. can comprehend it, the murderer was killed by two daggers in his stomach. A battle was full on between those H.Y.D.R.A. and us non-H.Y.D.R.A.s. I swing around just to see a sword come slicing towards my head. I raised my sword to counter the attack just to discover that it was being sliced in two. "Holy s*** m************!" I cursed as I looked down at the broken shards. Hey, can't blame me for cursing now. My blunt sword was now sliced in two, the good thing is the sliced area have killing-sharp edges. I jumped right back into the battle, as a sword come dangerously close to my stomach. I quickly jumped out of the way. I kicked low, trying to throw my attacker off balance, but he, I think it's a he with that muscle, aimed at my leg, I swing my pieces at the side of the sword, almost knocking it out of his hand. He gripped his sword harder, recovering from the impact. I used that moment of distraction to jab my pieces into his back, hard, and prayed to god that the H.Y.D.R.A. did not disabled the electric shock system. Surprisingly, it was still enabled! My attacker crumpled to the ground. He should remain knocked out for at least a good old day unless the necklace is off him or the system is disabled. I kicked his head hard. He should be out even if his necklace was taken off. Maybe some major concussion? That's not the most important thing right now.

I need to help. I grab the sword for him and wondered how I can make it even deadlier. Wait, my power! I look around and make sure no one is aware of my doing, slowly, I let my power cover the whole blade, making it cold and sharp. I need to get as many innocent people out as possible, maybe even finding Rider and Oyvind, if their loyalty still lies with the school. I looked around bodies and blood everywhere, it was gory. Somewhere near me, a girl cried for help, as a dagger was going slit her throat. I knocked the masked person aside and knock him in the back of his head using the hilt of sword. As much as he deserves to be stabbed in the back, I couldn't bring myself to do it. It's just morally despicable. The girl was in shock. "Here! Take it and run!" I slid the dagger at her, she caught it then stand out shakily, still shocked. I shouted at her, "Get out of here and contact the instructors tell them we are under attack and we need back up. Try not get yourself killed. Go! NOW!" She was still in kind of in a daze but ran as soon as she snapped out of it. I trust that she can take care of herself, as you know, being a part of our school, she is at least trained in combat.

"No! Don't kill him! The boss needs that white-hair frosty, his two besties, and that long-haired blonde freak." A sarcastic female voice screamed. What? Me? Logan, Rider, and Rapunzel? Why us? We need a time out. I need to find them fast and get us out of here. I whirled around to deflect one of the incoming blades. Fortunately for me, there is a hole for escape between the menacing threats.

Where are them? I look around and held my sword out from my body, one arm extended on each side of me. Looking back and forth, I can't letting my guard down. I spotted an angry hunk using two katana and lashing out at a group of masked rebels. The H.Y.D.R.A. members were trying to knock him out as he poses too much of a threat (Logan and I are tied at first place in grade for physical/weapon combats.) Okay, here we go, gotta break Logan out first. I franticly ran over towards Logan. H.Y.D.R.A. trailed after me, I put a little frost on the floor so they would slip and fall. I really don't like to kill anyone, but here I go. Two guys ran away from Logan and towards me, I surreptitiously make them "trip" over themselves and slid them away from me. I do this subtly because I don't want anyone to discover my power. Okay, six to go. Logan is doing not bad himself, he already knocked one down as approached the circle. Two more turned to face me. ****! They have three swords in total and I only have one! And my sword is really short! My foot kicked something, I looked down and discovered a long spear. Nice! God, I thank thee. I picked it up, the spear is flexible with one blade on each end, bonus! I swing the spear around me and use the shaft to defect the incomings from the attackers who poised themselves on either side of me. For now, it's going pretty good. It's two on one, and I'm not on the defensive position. Some of my strikes are threatening to them. From the corner of my eye, I can see three more H.Y.D.R.A.s are coming towards to us. I need to end this fast. I moved faster. The two attacking me couldn't keep up with my pace. Soon, I see a loophole in their defense. I poke them at their defense weak spots, blood oozing out. They will be out, but not dead. I quickly break the circle around Logan, just as he furiously stabbed one person and yelled, "You f****** son of b****. F*** you H.Y.D.R.A.! How many families have you broken apart? Do you care? No. You guys don't give a **** at breaking them. And now, I don't give a **** at killing you."

"Logan! We need to go. Now." I tried to calm him down. "How can I trust you? Huh? How can I trust anyone." He answered, his killer glare showing. "F***! I risked my life to help you from those ******* and you don't trust me? They could've kill you before but they didn't. They are f****** after us. F***! You know as well as I do that I have family member taken away from me by them!" my anger bubbling up. Can't he **** up and just see for once? I slash at his arm, let some blood out. And hopefully, he can calm down and let the reality sink in. We both knew very well that they are after our cough, powers, cough. Finally, he returned to his normal self. "We need to get Flynn and his little girl friend, they are after them, too. F***! Run!" I yelled as more agents come at us, I seriously prayed that the girl I saved earlier contacted the base already. We spotted Rider and Punzie stand back to back at a corner facing a dozen of H.Y.D.R.A.s. Punzie is holding her hair and a rapier while Flynn had a… Frying pan? With him, held out to the side. What's going on? Logan and I rushed in to help them. Seriously, it's surprisingly that they are not captured yet. We started a war around that corner. Swords clinking, and in this case, hair swoshing, also frying pan banging. I threw Flynn a dagger, when I saw one. I thought we were doing pretty good until we realized we are outnumbered by at least three tomes our size, and are backed against the corner, one of the worst scenarios. Should I use my power? Is this life or death? What the ****? Instructors, come on, it's been an hour or more. You should be here now! ****! Where are the backups when you needed them? Power? Yes? No?

"Surrender, you have been surrounded?" A stormy voice said.

****! We all rather die than surrender! I look around to see the same fiery in all of friends' eyes. I nodded at them and they know that we will strike again once I make a move. I counted down from 10. … 3… 2…. 1…

I raised my sword and charged. Just as I was going to strike, it seems like all the H.Y.D.R.A.s went down at the exact moment. What? I raised my head to see our headmaster, the legendary agent, North along with other instructors, all in black with guns in their hand, standing at the entrance. Oh Lord! I praise thee! About time!

"Stay there, kids." Sternly, North instructed. We all stopped and take a breath. But then an arrow fly out of nowhere as it make its way straight towards Flynn who have no weapon in his hand or around him. We all looked on with terror, frozen in place. Everything moved in slow motion, the arrow is now dangerously close to Rider. I don't want to watch, but I am moving so slowly, as my mouth moved to say no. Then out of nowhere, came the frying pan. Bang! The arrow that was once so threatening, fell harmlessly on the floor, the feather flutters as it drifted downwards. We all looked at Punzie who had the frying pan held out away from her, eyes squeezed close.

"Nice save." I whispered as I broke the silence.

Punzie slowly opened her eyes and slowly put down her frying pan, a mixture of emotions on her face, tears threatening to pool out of her eyes. Rider and her stare at each other. Punzie opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something. But before she can do so, Rider crashed his lips on hers. Almost knocking her over. Wow Rider. Way to kiss a girl who is your crush and also saved your sorry ***. Logan being Logan started whistling. They broke apart abruptly, blushing profusely. Out of nowhere an "awwwwww" came, we turned around to see , one of our instructors, smiling at the new couple. And if they could get even redder, they did.

One hour later, when the building was deemed clear, we boarded a helicopter to go back to our school.

Rider already asked Punzie to be his girlfriend and she said yes. Logan and I sat oppose them in the helicopter. Obviously, not the best choice. They were cuddling in front of us. It's just… um… it… feels like… I'm third-wheeling along with Logan.

"So, what's up with the frying pan? Interesting choice of weapon." I remarked causually.

"Oh! The frying pan." Punzie answered, blushing deeply while looking at it.

"Well," Flynn rubbed his head, "You know when the attack started. The first thing on my mind was to get Blondie first." He blushed.

"Wow, I thought bros before misses." Logan remarked sarcastically.

"When I found her, she thought I was one of the H.Y.D.R.A.s. so she grabbed the nearest weapon, which is the frying pan, then slap me in the face with it." Logan and I burst out laughing.

"Any more stories?" I asked, pretending to wipe away a tear.

"Flynn saved me from a blow using the frying pan." Punzie blushed, Flynn then plant a kiss on Punzie's cheek.

"You guys will probably have mini frying pans on your engagement rings." I smirked. We all laughed.

So ya. That was my freshman year survival, Zel and Rider's little romance, and how my hatred for H.Y.D.R.A. increased. We all know that they are back, waiting to make a move. And Rider, Zel, Logan, and I have captured their attentions, somehow. We have to lie low. They are among us. We don't who they are. But they know who we are.

It was truly a tragedy last year, one-half of the kids in the last two section either died honorably as national heroes, died as infamous terrorists, or captured/locked up as traitors, no one ever see them again. And there is us, the survivors. The instructors made a speech about H.Y.D.R.A. and their mission to terrorize the world. They educated us about how our lives are going to be changed forever. To be honest, isn't that obvious?

H.Y.D.R.A.s can strike again at any second.

A fit of giggling pulled me out of my trance. I turned around to find the source of the laugher, a group of girls both old and new, turned red and continue giggling. I flashed them my trademark smirk then continue walking. New girls… They probably know about my reputation now. I signed. But seriously, I don't game a damned **** about it. My reputation is not at all what I am. No one really knows who I am except for my roommates and his girlfriend. They say, a new school year means a new beginning. However, with a reputation like this it's hard to start over. I mean, for a guy, who doesn't want my reputation? But I really wish I can just be myself, and be with the people I like. I hope new people will understand me this year.

"Buzz!" Oh, my phone vibrates in butt pocket. I take out my phone. A new message from Snow White : Hey sweetie, there yet :D? Speaking of the devil, Snow is my girlfriend. She is one of the "attractive/popular" clique and also, one of the big three, being the three most good-looking ladies in the grade. Note, almost every girl is some degree of model-looking in this school. So imagine them being the supermodels. Extra note, being good-looking, these girls are also slutty. Esmeralda is the sluttiest out of all three, probably slept with any guy that expressed interests in her and that is also decent looking or above. Pretty much Logan's counterpart. I am pretty sure that they make out before, however, not sleeping together, which is pretty surprising. And there is Aurora and Snow Esmeralda's little minions. Out of three of them, it seems to me, that Snow is the nicest while the other two are just pure mean girls. Dear Lord knows how I hate them, those selfish/self-centered b******. They bully nice kids and make them feel bad about themselves when they are perfectly fine. The saddest thing about this is that it's mandatory for me to hang out and date one of them. I can't just stand up to them with their nasty behaviors. So when they are bulling kids, the only thing I can do is stand there and do nothing. I would try to stop them for laughing at the poor kid by changing the topic, well, it almost always works.

So ya, sometimes, I pretty much hate going out with Snow, however, I can't break up with her out of nowhere. She is actually really nice when she is not with Esmeralda and Aurora. Also, contrary to popular belief, no, I did not sleep with her. I hate to deal with reputation. I hope that this year, there are more people who know the real me.

I signed, ignoring the giggles around me, and fast walk into my dorm. 4th floor, A, B, C… F! I kicked the door open and is almost immediately met with a heavy slap on the back. I grinned, typical Flynn.

"What's up buddy?" I slapped him back.

"Not much. Just peachy. Hang out with blondie a lot. Practiced my smolder. Shoot some shots. And you know what terrible thing happened?!" He put on an exaggerated expression, pull out a photo and pointed to it. "They just can't get my nose right!" he yelled.

I practically laugh out loud, "And that's what is bothering you?"

"Yes!"

"Okie, so what are you up to later? Any parties?" Since the incident last year, people have been partying harder than before, and major parties are thrown more frequently. And yes, I like parties, obviously. Also, it's a great way to spend time when you are bored.

"Going to Punzie's, you coming? I heard she is rooming with her cousin. And for party, nothing major today, there is the big back-to-school pool party tomorrow."

"Cool, I'll come with you after I un-packed."

"Aww… But I'm leaving now! Like seriously, Blondie's gonna kill me if I don't make it there is exactly 3 minutes 7 seconds." He gave the puppy dog eyes, "And you know how's it with the frying pans." He murmured the last part.

"What's the room number? I will come and save your sorry ### if frying pan shows up again." I joked.

"Fate Court 15 E. And this is Kristoff," Revealing a tall blonde guy behind him "new roommate, froshmore. Probably the one who's going to save me from some frying pan, since you are not going now" Rider made a sad face then gestured to me, "Jack here. Same room, same grade, got it? Now let's go."

He dragged him away via headlock, after we barely shake hands. They left the room in laughter.

Finally, peace, I dragged my bag into one of the two unoccupied room, the one facing west. I love the sunsets. There, I said it. It's one of my secrets. To me, they are the most beautiful and poetic in the world. You might think sunsets are sad, because they signify the ending of a day. However, the ending of one day can mean the beginning of the wondrous future ahead.

It can be the start of something truly beautiful.

I hastily stuffed my stuff into the closet, set up my music/technology system, and put books on the shelf (yeah, I read. Why not?), then flopped down on the white leather sofa in the living room.

Sometime, quietness is all I need.

"Bang!" The door is slammed opened, by instinct I jumped up to prepare for any forms of attack that might happen.

Logan and some random girl is making out furiously. I don't even want to describe. And it's probably worse than you can imagine. Here's a hint. Um… the sounds they make are disgusting…

This is typical of Logan. This isn't the first time, and trust me, I'm sure this won't be the last, in a very long time. This might happen as frequently as once a day.

I facepalmed myself, literally, then plopped back on the sofa. And cleared my throat. Nope, still making out. I coughed louder. Nope. I clapped my hands. And finally, they noticed me, while still in make out mode.

"Hey Frosty. Didn't see you there." Logan murmured, while still kissing that random girl's neck.

Facepalm. Facepalm. Facepalm. Why am I seeing this.

"Umm… Hello? Canwestopwiththiscoughmakeoutcough? I'm still here?" No reaction.

This is an extreme case. You don't ever want to be in my position. This is extremely annoying. Honestly, do it anywhere but in front of me would be fine.

I grab the closest thing to me, a pillow, and slam it between them. Finally, they broke apart. The girl did a "call me" gesture then disappeared from the door. Logan grinned.

"Dude, do it anywhere you want. But not in front of me please. It's disturbing and corrupting my innocent mind." I fake pouted.

"Someone's jealous" Logan teased, "just can't find a girl you like, eh?"

I punch him, "How's summer, bro?"

"Nice, spent it at the ?"

"It was pretty chill. Unpacked yet?"

"Nah, I just got here."

"Wow, just got here, and already got a new girl. Impressive, even for someone like you."

"Ladies just can't resist my charms." He did one of his "signature" smile, "where's Flynn man?"

"Went to Punzie's. Wanna come and save his sorry a**."

"Sure."

We walked towards the Fate Court. While on our way there, almost every girl was staring at us. Either giggling, or blushing. The brave ones came up and talked to us. Quite entertaining.

Finally we stopped at 15E.

I yelled, "Flynn you in there!"

"Well, well, well, speaking of the devils. Being fangirled much?" Flynn's voice appeared from the other side of the door and a moment later, the door is opened, "Nice that you can make it."

"Well, that's what friends are for. We all know that you need help being saved from that frying pan. Hey there Zel." Logan responded after stepping into the doorframe.

"Logan." I heard Punzie replied coolly, "You want to say hi to my frying pan?" I can just see her raising her frying pan.

"You have Flynn here for that I am sure, the pleasure is all his and his only." Logan said, while being politely sarcastic. "Care to introduce us to your friends?"

"Sure! This is Elsa, my cousin, Anna, her childhood friend, and Im." She said cheerfully.

Wow, you guys totally forgot me. Hello! I am right here. Seemingly being ignored, I zoned out for the next 5 minutes waiting to get into the room.

"Jack! Come on! Meet my cousin and friends!" Punzie invited.

"Finally! I thought you guys totally forgot me!" I exclaimed, but seriously that was 5 minutes!

I looked around the room and was stunned by a pair of blue eyes. My heart did a little somersault, and there is a funny little feeling in my stomach. I never felt like this before. These eyes are so clear, I feel like I can see straight to the souls. They are warm, blue like the sea water at a beach, yet they are radiating cold, as they are frosted over by a layer of shimmering sapphire-blue snow. They are beautiful. Before I notice anything, I find myself checking the person out. And I wasn't disappointed. Standing in front of me is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

She is wearing a midnight blue dress (one that is slightly shorter in the front with little snowflakes) that showed off and contrasted with her long pale legs beautifully. The dress also pinched in at her waist, accentuated her already slim tall figure. Her bare arms, so elegant and soft. Her heart-shaped face is flawless, that little cute nose, her piercing eyes, her rare platinum-blonde (almost like mine) french braid that rested on her shoulder, and her full, rosy-petal like lips. Her poise is elegant and royal like a queen. She is going to be my queen. She is perfection. It's that second, I know I will never be the same.

I saw her looking at me, a weird warm sensation creep up on my cheek. Is that what they called blushing? I quickly flashed her my trademark smirk, hoping, that she will be charmed by me. However, instead of blushing like other girls always do, her lips curved up and returned my smile, her pearly white teeth shining. Her lips look so soft. Her smile is intoxicating. Interesting, no trace of pinkness on her face. I like it. I like her even more. She is not just like any other girl.

My bad boy instinct kicked in, the only thing in the world I want to do right now is to crash my lips onto hers.

Then I realized, she is going to be hard to charm. I'm liking this even more.

"Earth to Elsa and Jack! What's up with you, two?" Elsa, her name is Elsa. The name suits her well. It's just as special as she is. Huh? Someone's voice pulled me back into reality. I saw everyone in the room looking at us.

"Well, Elsa and I here was just having a little staring contest right here." I quickly replied. Trying to cover up the sudden warmness and control my composure.

"So who won?" Flynn laughed.

"I am pretty sure I did." My eyes widened, her voice is amazing, it's as soft as the spring breeze, and as fresh as the winter air. And that little laugh, it's so… cute. I wanted to hear more of her sweet voice, so I opened my mouth. But just as I was going to say something, a loud "thud" fill the room.

What's wrong? I saw Logan with his hand on the wall, looking like his battling hard against some invisible force. His face ashen. Then I saw, there is a girl fainted on the ground. She is going to be alright, I thought. My eyes glanced over her face, my heart stopped for a second. No, this can't be. I stared at her again. No! This is impossible. As Elsa rushed towards the girl (such a kind caring girl). I braced myself, as a possible reality sunk in.

No! Don't say her name! I battled with myself.

No! It can't be her, she disappeared so long ago!

They said they can't find her!

They said that she was dead!

But her hair… Another part of me argued.

No no no! This can't be true!

Face it, you probably just can't handle it if she is the one and she forgot about you. My mind battled.

I struggled to control myself, but lost as her nickname came out as a whisper from my trembling mouth that was struggling to form her name, and my air that won't come up as I tried to talk.

"Em…"*

Yeah! How do yo guys like it? Please review, I really want to know do you guys like it or not. A poll! For next chapter, who's POV do you want it to be in? It can be a combination. Choose from [Jack, Elsa, Logan, Im, and Punzie]. Thanks! I love you guys so much! I promise after next chapter, there will be real cute fluff! Cough, party, cough. ;D

*Em not Im, it's not a typo. And don't you worry, it's jelsa. Jelsa forever~ Im would not be between Jelsa, she will be shipping them ;D Another lead for future chapies~

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