Author's Note: I'm having writer's block these days so thank you for waiting! The next chapter is up!

Chapter 8: Start Anew Part 1

Elsa's POV

Days passed and I my heart grew fonder of Hans. He was just...perfect in so many ways. Kind, patient, good hearted bearing no ill-will. An image of him smiling always popped into my head when I'm down or feeling blue. He was no bother during lessons, and wore gold rimmed glasses. Unlike Jack.

There were just some things bothering me at the back of my mind. He'd been silent lately, not a single girl had managed to get his attention. It almost seemed like a dark cloud floated above his head. Girls had been swarming around him like bees to honey, yet he never entertained their efforts to cheer him up. Not the usual playboy. But I don't care anymore, so why bother to think about it?

Anna's POV

Jack was a moody storm cloud, not his usual humorous self. Elsa seemed content with her new partner, always having a smile on her face, never sad. On the other hand, Jack sometimes vented out his frustration on the poor pen he used. I'll never know the source of his frustration, but something is obviously out of place.

I had a suspicion from the very beginning-Jack likes Elsa. So if Elsa hates him and has a crush on Hans, wouldn't that make him mad? I'm feeling like Sherlock Holmes now, getting the clues and solving the mystery. The bell for lunch rings. My savior from this depressing person whose emotions are starting to take effect on me.

Hans's POV

Elsa is my type. She's smart, pretty and a positive girl. I might be a nerdy looking guy but I'm hoping she notices the best in me. The bell rings and I don't have anyone to sit with.

"Hey, Elsa, could I , um, sit at your table?"

Elsa's all smiles. She's an angel whose my savior from feeling awkward. I'm grateful to her.

"Yeah, sure I guess."

Was it me or was she blushing? There was a hint of pinkish red on her cheeks. She's flustered. No way she likes me. Probably thinking of Jack or somebody else. But I'm satisfied anyway. I can talk to her and sit close to her. That was all I asked for.

Elsa's POV

My stomach was tied into knots and knots. I felt like a stone was lodged in my throat and I couldn't say anything. He'd asked me to sit with him! Oh my gosh! Best day ever. It was a brand new feeling. Pure happiness replaced the nervousness of sitting next to him in my heart. For a moment, I thought of what would happen if he was Jack. Then I pushed that thought away.

I walked alone to the cafeteria, practicing my lines I would say to him and telling myself not to mess up. Just while I was deep in my own thoughts, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me to a corner. It was Jack. His face softened and somehow joyful.

"I can explain. You've not been letting me explain lately."

His arms locked my wrists to the wall of a secluded area. I could never escape. His strength overpowered mine.

"SHUT UP. I don't want to hear anything."

My face was twisted with fury as I thought of that night. I wanted to scream out in his freaking face it HURTS. HURTS more than knives lodging themselves into my heart. All the tears I had shed for him.

"Then I'll have no choice but to make you."

And he kissed me.