Merida's POV
{A/N} No goal this time! :D I won't be putting anymore goals as long as you still vote. :)
"If you could all have my attention, from today until the end of the week all the students will be able to nominate themselves as well as other students for Winter Prince and Princess for the upcoming school dance. Thank you for listening."
Ugh, school dances. I don't get what's so special about them. If it weren't for Hiccup I wouldn't be going and as for this 'Dance Princess' crap, I really couldn't care less. It's always the two most snobby, rich kids who win. There is absolutely no point in even bothering to sign up.
Rapunzel squeals and nudges me, "Ooh! Can you believe it? I'm so excited! I really hope that I get nominated this year!"
I roll my eyes and cross my arms, "What's the point? So much fuss over a stupid crown. Besides, we all know who's going to win."
Alice Wonderland won almost every year. Not only is she one of the most popular girl in school, but she's also one of the richest. Her father is the owner of a huge company is Europe. Every time she wins some sort of school election she throws a huge party to celebrate, and everyone is invited.
"Hey," Punzie reminds me, "A girl can dream."
Just then everyone's favourite platinum blonde haired girl walks in.
Rapunzel immediately runs up to her, "OMG ELSA! DID YOU HEAR THE ANNOUNCEMENT! ARE YOU ENTERING? I AM!"
Elsa blinks as Rapunzel catches her breathe.
"Actually, I'm not going," she shrugs.
Punzie gasps, "Why not?!"
"I guess that I'm just not into that sort of stuff, besides, I don't even have a date."
"I thought Jack asked you...?" I comment questioningly putting an astounded (and a little horrified) expression on Elsa's face.
She places her hand on her chest, "Jack was going to ask me?"
Oh no, I guess he never asked her! Rapunzel was going to reply until the bell started ringing.
"Music, come on Elsa!"
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Elsa's POV
"As you all can probably remember, last week I assigned you all to write your own, personal song," Mrs.Aurora notes, placing her neat pile of sheets on her desk. She smiles, looks over at me and clasps her hands together, "So with that, lets hear them"
Minutes pass and various songs continue to be played. Some of them sound extremely personal while others are just generic pop songs with no actual meanings behind them. I lost count on the amount of times the word 'baby' has been said.
The melodic teacher looks at the role and finally calls out my name.
"Elsa!" she announces at looks up at me, "It's your turn."
I nervously walk forward and up to the front of the classroom and once again the familiar feeling of fear hits me once more as I'm about to perform my song.
"Are you going to play an instrument too?"
"Em, yes," I nod politely as she gestures towards the piano.
I take a seat and begin to brush my fingers over the keys lightly. I take a deep breath and begin playing.
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight,
Not a footprint to be seen,
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the queen."
As the song progresses the weird rock sensation in my stomach begins to fade away and I can finally get into the song!
"The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside,
Couldn't keep it in,
Heaven knows I tried.
Don't let them in,
Don't let them see,
Be the good girl,
You always have to be!
Conceal don't feel don't let them know!
Well now they know!"
Now it's time to get into the chorus. The rock begins to form again!
"Let it go, let it go,
Can't hold it back anymore!
Let it go, let it go!
Turn away and slam the door!
And here I stand,
And here I stay,
Let the storm rage on..,"
I breath and end with my signature motto,
"The cold never bothered me anyway."
I reopen my eyes and look around at students. They stare blankly at me, stunned. Did I do something wrong?
Mrs.Aurora coughs awkwardly and breaks the silence, "That was beautiful Elsa, you can go back to your seat now."
What? That's it? All that work for one generic comment?
Disappointed, I walk back and sit down. Then the bell suddenly rings.
"Okay class, we didn't have enough time to listen to all of the songs so we're going to pick up on it tomorrow!" she picks up her music books and notes as everyone packs up and leaves the classroom.
Punzie catches up with me as I walk out the door, "What happened back there? You didn't look very happy..,"
"Why the heck would I be happy? She didn't even bother criticising my song! Do you have any idea how much time I spent writing it?!"
"Well, I'm sorry that you're upset but you don't have to take it all out on me," the blonde shrugs and looks down at her feet awkwardly.
"I know..., I'm sorry," I sigh, "I just wish that she told me what I did wrong!"
Just then I hear someone calling my name. I look towards that direction and spot my quirky sister running up to me, her bag trailing behind her.
"Elsa!" she pants. I give her a moment to catch her breath, "You are a liar!"
I gasp a little, you don't think she means...?
"You told me that you aren't coming to the Winter Dance!" she reminds me with pride in her voice.
"You're right, I'm not."
"Well then how is it that your on the list for Dance Princess? Hmm?"
I look over to Rapunzel who was about to burst with joy while I was about to have a full on panic attack.
"Show me!"
Anna nods and leads the way. Punzie tags along too, curious to see what Anna was talking about. I am then introduced to a large poster with a number of names printed on it. A large group of students surrounded it, forcing us to squirm through the gaps.
I look at the poster, horrified to see my name.
It was right there.
Printed in big, bold writing.
Elsa Summers.
My name is on the list of a dance that I'm not even going to attend.
My breath shortens and I clench my fists.
"How is my name here! I never signed up!" I stress.
Punzie smiles knowing that her name is on the list, "I think somebody nominated us, not that I'm complaining though! Now I don't have to stop by the office after school!"
"It's a little weird how they already put up the names though!"
Punzie laughs as if Anna just said something hilarious, "Oh Anna, voting doesn't begin until Thursday! Right now it's just a matter of signing up."
"But why did they put it up now and not on Thursday?" my sister asks, more confused than ever.
"I can answer that," a voice says from behind us. We all turn around and see Ms.Ariel, "The party planning committee accidentally printed the names today. Mr.Walt didn't want to waste any paper so he decided to put up this poster until Thursday. They'll reprint it with the new names then."
"Oh, thank you Ms.," we all say in union.
Ms.Ariel smiles, "Don't mention it."
The redhead walks way leaving us three staring at the poster, "I don't how this day could get any worse," I comment.
"Oh hey look, Rachel, you're on the list!"
I look at Rapunzel and her horrified face, I turn my head and now I know that she doesn't want to look around. She breaths in and turns to look at guess-who.
"Oh sorry," he laughs, "Rapunzel. I'm still trying to get used to that! Story of my life! I was never good with names!"
{A/N} I think I'll leave it at this cliff hanger! Sorry that I kept you waiting for so long!
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