It's been forever since I last update, I know and I'm sorry. Writer's block and I had no idea what to write. But anyway, I'm here now with chapter 3!
Oh and I started a new story called 'Snow Queen'. It's basically Frozen AU but with Helsa in it (if you don't know what Helsa is, it's the pairing of Elsa and Hans). Yea, I'm a Helsa shipper, so what? And I'm really trying my best on that story too so I hope you guys can check it out.
Last one, I'm gonna post the prequel of 'The Ice Spirit' very soon so make sure you check that out too!
"Damn E, I hate wearing uniforms."
"But we need to blend in." Eira said, putting on her light blue fingerless gloves. "Now hush."
Damien sighed and ran his fingers through his messy dark hair. Since they found out that the mysterious girl was a student in the high school, Eira has this brilliant idea of them sneaking in as transferred students. He hated the idea, he didn't want to spend hours sitting in boring classes, but of course he didn't tell that directly to Eira's face.
He had to admit though, that Eira was so damn fine in her school uniform. She was wearing a white blouse under her dark vest, red with gold stripes tie, grey short skirt, black stockings, and black flats. Her long blond hair being down cascading to her mid back (she changed her hair color as not to raise suspicion).
He himself was wearing pale yellow shirt under similar dark school coat, matching tie, black pants, and sneakers. He changed his dark blue hair into normal human brown hair, ruffled on top of his head.
"Here," Eira said, handling him a student ID card. "Remember the information inside and make sure if anyone asked, you'll answer fluently."
Damien looked down at his ID with a raised eyebrow. "Seriously, I don't get to pick my own name?"
"No."
He shrugged, "I like Scott Douglass though. From Ohio? Cool." He looked up at her, "Hey, what's your name?"
Eira stretched out her hand for him to take, which he did, she then shook it. "Evelyn Carter. Ohio." She said, smiling.
"Cool, I still get to call you E."
"That's the point, darling." She planted a soft peck on his cheek. "I'll wait you in the car. Lock the door, please." And with that she skipped out from her apartment.
Damien/Scott smiled amusedly, if they ever need any alias, he knew Eira has a bunch of them running in her mind every day. Swinging his bag over his shoulder, he took his keys and left the apartment, not forgetting to lock it first behind him…
~O~
First day at school and they already attracted many onlookers. Coming into the parking lot with Eira's BMW M3 convertible, many turned their heads at their direction just as the two spirits stepped out from the car.
Damien didn't particularly like it when the male students starting to stare at Eira. Did they honesty think that they could get her if they knew that Damien has been on her side for centuries? Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, he gave the male students sharp glare as they walked by.
"Mr. Douglass and Miss. Carter, am I right?" the cheerful plump lady in her mid thirties asked as the two came to the school's office.
Eira nodded, "Yes. We transferred from Ohio."
"Okay, here are your schedules and your map so you can find your classes easier." The woman said, trusting the said things to them. "Have fun and I hope you enjoy attending New York's High School like you do in Ohio!"
"Thank you." Eira said after she took the papers and turned away with Damien tailing behind her.
"So, how exactly are we going to get to the girl?" Damien asked under his breath as they walked in the halls.
Eira, who was studying the map in her hands, looked up at him for a moment. "Honesty, I'm still trying to figure that out." She looked at their schedules and raised an eyebrow. "Oh look, first class: History."
"Look at the bright side, we've lived long enough to be able to master that subject since we practically always there when things happened."
Eira shrugged and nodded. "Let's just hope it's about Abraham Lincoln's shooting." She mumbled under her breath, "It's my personal favorite."