E L S A'S P O V

I held my pencil tight, thinking of the answer to this question.

If x=2 5Π × 4×6√÷4x equals what?

(I just put random things. I wanted it to seem difficult okay? I'm lazy.)

I did the calculations quickly in my head and wrote it down.

Knock knock

"Can I come in?" I heard a faint voice call from behind my door.

"Come in" I said in a sing-sang voice.

"Hey!" They entered my room.

"Rapunzel! Your here!" I jumped from my bed and ran to her. I tackled her into a bear hug.

"Hey cuz! Owf..... I little to tight" she said almost out of breath.

"Sorry..." I let go of her and smiled brightly at her.

"I just can't believe your here!" I exclaimed happily.

"I know right, I couldn't believe it either!" She said with a bubbly smile of hers.

But something seemed odd. About her. She was hiding something from me. My smile faded, and I looked at her serious.

"Punz, what's wrong?"

She sighed in shook her head. "Can't get anything pass you huh Els" she chuckled almost bitter.

I pulled her to sit on my bed moving aside my home work. She started down at her lap, whole I looked at her full with worried.

" I don't feel safe anymore." She whispered.

"Ever since the accident with my Dad, I feel like my world is crumbling down. And the only person I love, I had to leave them." She looked up at me with teary eyes.

It was true, she wasn't fully safe. Her Dad was in a car crash, and it was found recently that it was no accident. His breaks were cut out. Driving him off a Clift. Then her mom. She disappeared out of thin air.

Since then, the social security sent her here. With my father, the chief police officer, my mother the lawyer, and me an ordinary teen age girl.

I gave her a side hug and rubbed her amr. She rested her head on my shoulder and broke down into tears. I laid my head on top of hers, and let her cry.

"There Punzie, I'm here for you. Don't worry"

"I miss them! I miss my parents! I miss Flyn!" She yelled.

"I know punz, its hard. But you'll make it, your tough. And now you h us. We'll keep you safe." I felt her clam down.

"C'mon how about a makeover, since you start my school tomorrow."I told her trying to cheer her up.

She shook her head 'no'." No mother said that makeup will ruin your skin, leaving you with acne and wrinkles."

I rolled my eyes at her." C'mon just a tad" I pleaded.

"No, thanks. A tad for you, means more than that." She told me.

"C'mon there is no such thing as to much blue eye shadow or red lipstick." I laughed.

She laughed with me" yes there is. Haven't you ever seen a clown?" She joked.

"Yeah" I laughed."every morning when I put on my make up" my voice trailed.

Our laughter died down. " if you think you look like a clown, then why were make up?" She asked.

Honestly, so I wouldn't look like a zombie. So I could feel pretty. So I could feel like I have a meaning.

"Nah, I'm joking. Of course I wouldn't look like a clown. I mean would a clown have a body like mine?" I asked her pointing at myself.

I would envy a clown. A clown, doesn't have small hips, boney legs small breasts. It wouldn't have wierd platinum blond hair. Or freakishly pale skin.

"Your right" she giggled.

Good, she bought it. My act continues. She's thinks I'm happy with myself. But like I always be say, fake it to you make it.

"We better get some shut eye. Don't want to be late to school tomorrow. Plus I want you to meet my boyfriend!" I jumped up and down.

"You have a boyfriend?! Why didn't you tell me this sooner?!" She faked being mad at me.

I rolled my eyes at her." Well he's my boyfriend, he just doesn't now it yet" I smirked.

"All I have to say, is he's hot as hell! Maybe he's got a hot friend for you" I teased. But the moment I saw her face fall, I regretted that.

"Yeah, you don't need to do that" her voice cracked.

"It was a joke punz I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" she cut me off.

"No, no. Its okay. Its fine" she reassured me."look I'm a bit tired from the trip. Night Elsa" and with that she left my room with a loud shut.

If only I wasn't such a blond sometimes. I packed my incomplete homework I to my bag, and put it aside.

I got my yearbook from middle school and looked through it like I do each night.

I laughed at how small I looked.

Elsa Emilia Del Torre Frozen

I couldn't believe that my full name fit there. Then my eyes trailed to his.

Jackson Overland Guardi

His eyes shined brighter than a full moon.

I whispered his name and butterfly's grew in me.

"You'll be mine some day" I put the book under my pillow and fell asleep in thoughts of him. Holding to the hope of dreaming of him.