Anger and jealousy rip through me as I walk through the halls of Southern Isles High, I feel eyes all over Anna and I. 'Do these people not know what pissed off looks like?", I say to myself, irritated. 'Oh, and that degrading imbecile! "Snow queen calling dibs"... please.', I think back to that smug grim plastered on that boy's face and roll my eyes, tugging Anna along behind me. After a few more disgruntling thoughts, we make it it to Mrs. Ezra's room. I turn back to see Anna lost in thought, "Anna?", I say to her, "I think we should go in, we are already running short of time.", I say sternly. Anna just nods. 'Real subtle Elsa...', I stand, waiting for Anna to open the door. She just stands there. Finally, she says, "Umm.. Elsa.. I-I'm scared.". Any anger or jealousy I had was gone in an instant, as I turned and looked at the trembling girl. "Anna, everything is going to be fine, it's just art, you can even sit in the empty seat next to me...",'Better give her a distraction.', I quickly say to myself, "Better yet, why don't I paint you like one of my French girls?", I say half jokingly. I nudge Anna's arm, working for that smile or that laugh (if I am so lucky). And sure enough, I see that smile and I am more than satisfied. I grab the door handle and turn it to find a room full of wandering eyes, 'Will these people please stop with the staring... please?', I growl as I make my seat, the jealousy slowly creeping back. I take my place and my eyes search for Anna, to find her right where I left her. 'Left her... damn. Where are my manners?', I scold myself. Mrs. Ezra finally says, "Young lady, would you like to join the rest of the class?", my eyes, still on Anna, catch the sudden blush rise to her cheeks. "I-uh.. Yes, ma'am.", Anna says softly. She walks to her place next to me, eyes glued to the floor. She sits, hiding her eyes. I lean in closely, "Are you okay Anna?", I ask, concerned. She just nods and picks her head up with her eyes straight forward. I was about to press her about it until Mrs. Ezra began to speak, "Now class, today we will be studying where art really begins.", she says, a little too excited. 'I swear, that woman just needs a good, hard f-', "Anna Arendelle, report to the front office immediatly, thank you.', the speaker screeches off. I look over at Anna, the panic making its way back to her face. 'Oh, the poor thing.', I say to myself with a smirk. "Anna, I think you are needed at the front, you should probably do that.", I say playfully serious. "I don't really know where it's at..", 'I hear you loud and clear, my little wildfire.', I cut her off as I stand swiftly and obnoxiously say, "Mrs. Ezra, sweet Anna here doesn't know her way around the school so, I think I should be the one to escort this young lady to the front.", I finish and look back at Anna, give her a quick wink and turn back. "Very well, Elsa.", Mrs. Ezra said finally. 'Hmm, I can make up for my poor manners.', I race up behind Anna as she walks towards the door. I put my lips close to her ear and whisper, "Anna, as I'd love to watch you admire me, we have to go.", I stand up right and walk with a smug grin on my lips. We begin walking down the empty hallway, I stay behind Anna to let her "get used to her surroundings" or at least that's the excuse. My eyes wander down her body, her hips swaying with every step. 'That skirt looks ravishing but a little... low.. better fix that before someone else does.', I say to myself. My eyes stay on her hips. While my hands follow my sights, she freezes to a hard stop. 'Sure hope I didn't actually freeze her.', I joke mentally. My cold hands trace the rim of the top of her skirt. I feel her body tense as I press my body to hers. Her breaths become uneven. I reach around the front of her skirt and my thumbs slip in. "Elsa!", squeaked out. 'I could get used to hearing that.', I put on a friendly smile and spin her around to face me. Her face was a beautiful shade of red. I pull the skirt up and pat out the wrinkles. "Elsa I-", she began. "No, no. No need to thank me for fixing your skirt.", I say with a smug smile. "My... Skirt...oh... OH! Yeah! Um... yeah!", Anna stutters out. 'I think that makes up for my rudeness earlier.', I think smugly. We stand there for a moment, I wait patiently as Anna is lost in thought. 'Maybe I went a little too far there.. shit... what if she thinks I'm some lesbian pervert?', she looks frustrated now, 'Wonderful, now she's angry with me, although.. I thought she enjoyes it for a sencond there.', my thoughts continue to race. "Can you just take me to the office?", she says impatiantly. I glance and the I begin to walk. 'Stupid! She just met you! Well, at least that's how she see's it.. But, nonetheless! She just met you! You don't do that to a person you just met! Although, past encounters may say otherwise... oh, shut up. This isn't the same!', I silently scold myself. Then I realize, we're at the office. I turn to her, "Well, here it is. I'll wait here for you so I can show you the way back.", I say, trying to put on my best smile. She simply nods and walks through the door. My stomach churns at the thought of making Anna feel uncomfortable. I sit on the ground next to the door, my fingers massaging my temples as I patiently wait for Anna. "I should apologize to her.", I mumble to myself. 'How the hell do you apologize for that? Hey Anna, sorry for trying trying to get in your pants, no homo? Seriously...', I think to myself . "Or.. what if I told her homo was intended...? No way! It's too early. Come on, Elsa.", I bring my knees to my chest and sit my forehead on them. I feel the ground grow colder, I look to find a light frost rising on the surface.I close my eyes slowly, "Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show. Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show. Conceal, don't f-.", I was interrupted by a loud crashing sound from inside the office. I get up off the floor and I brushed my legs off and stood face to face with the door. I timidly put my ear to the cold wood and listen. I hear hushed mumbles, then inaudible bellow followed by a bang against the wall. 'What the hell?', "Is everything okay?", I yell through the door as I pull and tug on the door knob. Then I hear a sudden thud and an eerie silence. "I gotta get to her..", I say to myself, determined. Right as I was about to send a winter storm at this door, it flew open. I see Anna, teary-eyed and.. broken. My thoughts flash back to that night... that broken girl I found. "Anna! Wait!",she runs right past me and I run after her down the hall, running as fast as my legs can carry me. But, grief carries her out of my reach.
Most people try and avoid touching fire, but I have never wanted to touch it so bad~ Elsa