Here's the next chapter. Sweet Jesus, 2 in one day. Please review, it would mean the world to me :) By the way I'm sorry that Jasmine and Megara are the plastics, I love them to bits but they are both really sassy and have amazing personalities. I hate Tinker Bell, hate all you want:).

Anna's POV

I didn't go to lesson. Yes, I know first day and all. But Hans was so persuasive. We had such a good time, he took me for some ice – cream. It was like in a movie. I mean, nothing will happen if I just missed one day right? And Hans is sooo sweet, no matter what the other say about him. It's true love I know it is.

Elsa's POV

We were ushered into a huge hall with red velvet chairs by a tall teacher with greasy black hair. Mr. Pitch, I didn't like him, he gave me the chills. I was worried, Anna wasn't at breakfast an she didn't seem to be at the assembly either. I looked around worriedly, sat between Punzie and Kristoff. He looked at me, raising a blonde eyebrow,

"Who you looking for?" He asked in a hushed whisper as Pitch passed us, glaring at everyone.

"Anna, have you seen her?" I asked.

"Silence. No talking!" Pitch hissed. I glanced at Kristoff, he shrugged his shoulder and shook his head. Anna was probably with Hans. I tensed and nervously bit my lip. Flynn leaned over Rapunzel,

"Relax, Els, Anna's fine. She's a big girl she can take care of herself." He whispered, winking. He was right, Anna was only a year younger she could take care of herself. My eyes scanned the area one more time. Suddenly I saw a familiar mop of white hair. Jack. He was whispering and giggling with a girl with blonde hair in a bun. Tinker Bell. I sucked in a breath an forced myself to look away. Don't feel, Elsa, don't feel. Thankfully the headmaster entered at that moment, everyone quietened and I focused on him. He had greying black hair, slicked back and a bushy moustache. He looked really old,

"Welcome students," he boomed, "I am Walt Disney, the founder and headmaster of Disney University. I hope all our new students and first years settled in! I know you teenagers hate long speeches so I'm going to make it short. Firstly a few rules…"

Jack's POV

I caught her staring. I felt her gaze on me. How did she do that? Although I was sitting with my girlfriend, Tinker Bell, the 'hot cheerleader' who had everything a girl wanted, my mind still wondered to the awkward, dorky, gorgeous Elsa, who talked with me about super heroes.

"Ugh, listen to that old prick," Tinker mumbled glaring at our Headteacher, snapping me out of my thoughts. I hated when she talked like that. I liked Mr Disney. I didn't really like Tinker. I started going out with her only because I was expected to. I forgot. Yesterday when I took Elsa to that tree, I forgot. I forgot I had a girlfriend, and I nearly hurt her. Elsa seemed fine now, she was giggling and whispering with Rapunzel and Kristoff. I wished I could sit with them. They were my friends, not Tinker and Jasmine, and Megara, her followers, or Hercules, wonder boy. They were currently amusing themselves by throwing paper balls at Milo's head. They were so…shallow. I glanced back at Elsa, her eyes were sparkling and I wondered what it would be like to dance with her during the Social. I didn't want to have Tinker in my arms, in her incredibly short dress with tons of make up on. I wanted Elsa, who, although I barely knew, I could talk about everything about. I decided it then.

Elsa's POV

By the end of the assembly I forgot about Jack and even Anna. I can't babysit her all day. For now I tried to have as much fun as possible. I followed Punzie to our drama classroom, giggling about how Mr. Disney's moustache trembled when he talked.

"Hey! Guys wait up!" I heard as we neared our classroom, I saw Hiccup, looking breathless, dragging Toothless behind him. It turned out they did drama as well. The classroom was a huge space, there were cushions an sofas in the corners, curtains hanged from the ceiling. There was a props cupboard in one corner and I could see the different stuff spilling out of it, hats, coats, plastic flowers, wooden swords, fake animals. Me, Punzie, Hic and Toothless settle on one of the sofa's comfortable. We all took our shoes off and Hic took out a pair of fluffy socks with dragons on them. He put them on and nestled comfortably into Toothless' side.

"So who's our teacher?" I asked, quiet loudly.

"I am!" A voice boomed. A plump lady with spiked up white hair and incredibly red lips entered. She was wearing a long, black dress, " I am the amazing Madame Ursula, and I will be your teacher for the year!" She said excitedly. Some people in the class cheered.

"She's really good." Punzie mumbled into my ear. I could see that. Just then the doors opened and a slightly angry looking Jack appeared. Oh perfect, of course he had to be in my class. I groaned.

"Sorry I'm late Madame," he said, out of breath. His eyes locked with mine for a second, I glared at him until he broke the gaze. 1 – 0 to Elsa.

"No not at all Jack, dear," Madame Ursula waved him off, "anyway, darlings, our first topic will be Miming! That is creating a story without speaking"

An Asian girl with long black hair raised her hand,

"Yes Mulan?"

"But Madame, how can we act without using our voices?" She asked.
"My dear, you have the space around you, your facial expressions and don't underestimate the power of body language," she said striking a pose, "Now get into groups of four and choose a card with a description on it. You will have to portray the emotion those characters are feeling with your faces and bodies. You will then show the class what you came up with. Remember you will be assessed on this, you poor unfortunate souls."

Lesson's actually turned out to be fun, especially drama. My business teacher, Miss Tiana, was funny and understood that I don't like the lesson that much. We had to escape Mr Pitch numerous times, eventually it was lunch time. I barely ate any breakfast and my stomach rumble angrily. Although I wouldn't be getting food soon. As me , Kristoff and Flynn, who also did business, neared the tills in the cafeteria we heard loud screaming,

"Pumbaa! You can't eat the food it's for the students you uncultured swine!" yelled a guy with short red hair in orange overalls at a large guy with dark brown hair who had tomato sauce around his mouth and was looking guilty.

"I'm sorry Timon, I really didn't mean to!" Pumbaa was looking teary eyed. A few students clustered around the tills looking at the two.
"You always mess everything up! I don't know how you manage to keep the job!" Timon shouted as Pumbaa hanged his head in shame. Another guy, with a spatula in hand, walked in. He had light blonde hair and was incredibly short with a red nose.
"Break it off you two! We have students to serve," he said brightly, smacking both the men with the spatula. He happily skipped to the till,

"Hi! I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs," he said, "How may I help you?"

It happened when me and Punzie were leaving the cafeteria to go to English. He just suddenly appeared out of nowhere,

"Can we talk, Elsa?" Jack mumbled, in a low voice so Punzie couldn't hear.

"Not now." I hissed. I wasn't about to run after him like a lovesick puppy, this wasn't a fairy tale for God's sake.

"Please, Elsa, it's important." Jack looked at me pleadingly. I sighed and silently followed him, Punzie didn't question it. He took me to that tree. Just my luck. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the rough bark of the tree.

"What do you want?" I asked venomously. We stared at each other in silence.

"I'm sorry I didn't say I had a girlfriend?" Jack finally muttered, looking away.

"Look I don't care about you girlfriend," I growled, "I thought we were friends, and you suddenly leave me." He tried to say something but I held my hand up, "No, Jack, I'm not going to deal with you right now I've got class to attend to." I turned on my heel and left, just like he left me. 2 -0 to Elsa. Or was it really?