“People who are always making themselves busy with acquaintance that will not develop into a real friendship don’t know the beautiful feeling of not having to worry about the drama.”
As I left the big house behind, heading to my car, I looked back one last time to see if anyone was watching. And by anyone, I mean Elsa. Our conversation earlier was a bit tense. I could feel her tension when I mentioned Pitch.
That Pitch, if he ever puts his filthy hand on Elsa I swear I will-
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts...
I wasn't gonna get my day ruined just by thinking of what Pitch might do to Elsa, if he ever dares to. He may be a tall and intimidating guy, and I might be shorter than him, but he doesn't scares me. He should be scared of me since I can beat the crap outta him. If he didn't have those "faithful" henchmen of his always watching his back.
I finally finished my handfull of hazelnuts and I was ready to leave. I gave a last glance to the house and notice Elsa looking outside, probably waiting for me to leave, or she just wanted to take a final glance to my beauty (hehe). She most likely look outside to see if I left... meh
While heading back home, picking a radio station was really hard. Nothing on air was of my interest, I could've stuck to a classical music station but I wasn't in the mood of listening to it. So I just plugged my iPod to the radio and put my favorite songs of a movie soundtrack: Twilight Saga.
I haven't seen any of the movies though, or read the books; but I sure like most of the music. I decided to listen first to Eyes on Fire by Blue Foundation :3
Eyes on fire, your spine is ablaze, feeling any foe with my gaze. And just in time, in the right place, steadily emerging with grace...
I really liked that song, it might have a little weird beginning, but it calmed me down when I had my fumes up; mostly thanks to Pitch, but I found my way out.
Pitch (unexpected point of view)
My parents had made me go into this prestigious music school to keep up with the family tradition. I wasn't as musical as my parents. My father could play the piano and my mother could sing. I could do none but hit the drums down all the way. My parents said that I wasn't making music, just noise. WHAT THE F*CK DO I CARE!!! I liked making noise just to annoy them.
At least this senior year I didn't have to see their faces, but I had no idea of what to do after finishing school. I thought of making my own heavy metal band or anything that I might let my rage attack the drums. At least I have my guys, my partners in crime (inner evil laugh) and to me they are essential to get to Elsa.
I may not be the most handsome man on Earth, but I sure know what a woman likes. If this was enough, I woulld've be with Elsa already. There's just one little but freaking annoying problem. Jack Frost.
I hate that guy with every single cell in my body. My blood boils everytime he approches Elsa with that pretty boy swag of his. I don't get why girls are more into him, not that Elsa is one of them fortunately, but she wouldn't be with me either. She rather be alone than being with anyone except her little sister Anna. But I think she's giving in to Jack. If she doesn't give in to me, I'll take her by force. One of these days I'll give to the charming Jack Frost a little surprise (devil-ISH thought).
Every time I mention a plot for a story I came out with my mom always tell me "Don't tell me about it if you're going to do like the rest of the story and never finish it" I usually say I do but honestly I don't. There's only 3 stories I have finish "King Rudy and the Smart Girl", "Searching for freedom" and "Pup: The Puppy That Wanted to be Friends With His Shadow." Long names I know. The only reason I finished this story is because they are children story and well I wrote "King Ruby and The Smart Gir"l in fifth grade for an assigment and "Pup: The Puppy That Wanted to be Friends With His Shadow." for my niece this summer. Anyway the thing I was thinking about this and is true I have like 9 stories that I have started writing and have not finish. It kind of makes me feel like I'm afraid of commitments but am I? Well I have decided that since I have a 7 week christmas break why not dedicated it to a story? I usually do something like this, I usually go to my grandmas house for 2 weeks in christmas and just try to write and in this christmas break since is longer I'm thinking of doing something like this. I was thinking what story do I want to finish first? and I decided to do my NaNoWriMo failed challenge. Its a story about human trafficking that I didn't finish because school work got in the way. I though that maybe the best way to push myself to do it is to publish it on Wattpad like I did with a couple of stories but hopefully this time I will finish. Actually delete that. This time I WILL FINISH IT! The Story will hopefully bring attention to human trafficking and will make people more conscious. This story is a year old so please bear with me while I tried to start it again. So here's the poster for the story:
What do you guys think? yes? no? I love it, I find it describes human trafficking and the story and idk I'm pretty proud of it. Anyway click here to read it and bear with me if I don't update close enough but understand I still haven't finish college, and I'm working on my house and the blog so yeah.
oh also there this video next to the story that I would love for you guys to see is called Back To Innocence but in case you don't want to read the story here is the video:
Yes, this is one of those post where the person fangirl and comment on an artist performance. So after almost 2 days about hearing how amazing Taylor Swift's performance at the AMA I finally found the video on youtube. THANK YOUTUBE! You never fail me. So since I was afraid that it was going to get copyrighted and you guys wouldn't have the chance to see it I did the unthinkable. I downloaded it xD Now lets hope it won't get copyrighted here. So before I start I'm going to leave you with video.
I love the way she does the crazy eyes. Has maybe she since her last movie/episodes been taking acting classes? Maybe we will see her again in the big screen. I mean her acting on The Giver was pretty good even though at first I didn't really recognise her. Go Taylor!
I woke up to my alarm in the morning like if I hadn't slept in ages. It's Saturday morning and, yes I have an alarm for Saturday, all I remember is the way Pitch looked at me a couple of days ago.
I have to take him out of my mind. I can't live a peaceful life if he's there surrounding my thoughts. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and be able to wake up.
I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and get ready for breakfast. I already could sniff in the air the smell of pancakes, bacon and mmm.... hot chocolate (=^w^=)
I ran downstairs to the kitchen, and for my surprise I see the one and only Jack Frost sitting on my chair.
"What the heck are you doing here?" I asked clearly demanding an answer.
"Oh, good morning cupcake. How was your sleep? Mine was good thanks for asking." He replied with a tone of mischief in his voice and a little smirk in his lips.
I was pissed and he knew it, but heck what is he doing in my house, my kitchen, my chair.
"Well good morning Jack Frost. My sleep wasn't good enough. But I'm still wondering why are you in my chair."
"Well, I just came here to make your morning wonderful, my little chocolate chip." He sure knew how to piss md off.
My little chocolate chip?
I rolled my eyes at his response and the closed them, took a deep, deep breath, and exhale. Conceal, don't feel. I thought to myself.
"Anna?" I looked at her with a 'help me' face
"I don't know, he just came in and told me he wished to see you" she shrugged. "Then I told him you were asleep, and he said he'll wait until you woke up. He hasn't moved for like half an hour.
Wow, so persistent. I looked at me and he gave me a cute warm smile. You get me to my nerves pretty boy.
"And what could possibly be your business here, Frost?" I calmly asked.
"I already told you sweetie, to make you a wonderful morning" he winked at me. God can't he be any cuter?
"Anna, why don't you make something for Jack?" I asked as I sat on her seat.
"I already asked him if he wanted something, but he said he only wished to see you." She told me, but I couldn't tell what kind of expression she had since I wasn't facing her.
A dead silence reign the kitchen. Anna spoke first.
"Well um... if you need anything I'll be in my bedroom" she said awkwardly and walked away.
I didn't need to tell Anna to leace me alone. She knew what the dead silence meant. I kinda felt bad for her. Since our parent's death, we've been living here on our own. We were going to live in a foster house but then I turned 18 and we were mature enought to take care of ourselves.
"Well Frost, Imma eat my breakfast and then you tell whatever you want. I don't want my breakfast to be spoiled." I said coldly
"Ouch." That's all he could say, while looking at me straight in the eye.
I ate my pancakes calmly, really enjoying them. I was completely ignoring Jack. He was surpringly silent.
When I finished, I drank my delucious warn chocolate and stared at him.
He was looking out the window, as if he was thinking.
"Jack." I got his attention
"I just came to see if you were alright" he confessed
Wow, Jack Frost is concerned about me. I'm very surprised.
"Well Jack, thanks for worrying, but I'm fine. You didn't had to come." I told him.
"I had to". He replied. "You looked quite anxious a couple of days ago."
"Then why didn't you asked me at school like, I don't know, Thursday or yesterday...?" I said with a tone of 'duh'
"I wanted to see you out of school. Besides, when I see you at school I only come to you to piss you off" he said playfully
"You really pissed me off a while ago" I remembered him
"Anna was around so I had to keep myself as the pretty boy that pisses you off." He winked at me
"Well I'm fine. Now you can leave."
"Bab-" I cut him off
"Don't call me baby, ever again"
"Then what should I call you?" he asked, rising an eyebrow.
"My parents didn't called me 'Elsa' for no reason." Like 'duh'
"Well Elsa, if you need any help with anything, call me, look for me, whatever. Let me know, okay?"
What is he asking me? Why would he? Why would I ask him for help?
"Um, Jack... what the heck?" I asked
"Look sweeti- I mean Elsa, I know something is bothering you, so please let me help". He begged
"Why you?" I asked narrowing my eyes
"Cuz..." he doubted.
"That's... a very nice reason" I told him. "In any case... I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
Elsa wouldn't tell me what's going on. She's always been like that, shutting people out. I wonder how Anna can live like this. Unless she doesn't shut Anna out, since they only got each other. Anyway, I better find a way to get Elsa to tell me what I need to know.
"Is it Pitch?" surely I caught her out of guard since she froze for a moment right in front of me.
"U-um... n-no... why would he?" she stuttered
"I've seen the way he looks at you, and it bothers me. And when I look at your reaction, you seem quite... scared?" I said doubtfully
"Terrified." she corrected me.
"Hmm... So he does bother you after all, huh?" I told her rubbing my chin. Later noticed a bowl of hazelnuts sitting on the table between Elsa and me. Oooh! Hazelnuts :3
She kept quiet, not answering my question. So I supposed I was right.
"It's none of your business, Jack." she spat
"Elsa, I swear, if he does something to you or he touches you I will-" she cut me off inmediately
"Jack! I don't need your help, I'm not a damsel in distress!" she yelled at me and it caught me out of guard. Elsa never yelled at anybody, heck, she barely speak to anyone.
"Alright," I gave up. I stood up ready to leave, but before, I looked at her and took a couple of hazelnuts. "See you on Monday"
"Uh... there's no school on Monday" she told me
"I'll see you around" and I left
GUYS! This week have been CRAZY! Finals are driving me crazy. I still have one more week left of studying and then a week of vacation only to go back to a test to then continue vacation. AAAH! If someone told you college was easy let me tell you guys THEY ARE LYING to make you feel better. Also freshman 15 is a real thing i have gain like 6 pounds since I started college. I'm working on losing them but guys is so hard because college won't let me have free time. Like UGHT! okay okay sorry for the rant.
This how I feel when I have free time:
I'm going crazy here! I have to do 2 monographies that have to be 10 pages long for dec 2 and 2 summaries that has to be around 4 pages long. THATS 28 Pages minimum that needs to be written!! Plus I have a test on december 2 and another on the 8!! and thats only because the other essay test that I had for the dec 2 was postpone for yesterday. I mean is not THAT much but with the little time I have to do this I feel like I'm drowning. Seriously!! I'm trying to help my family paint the house but if I do then I have to rush a project. and Sleep I love sleep and i hate missing it. The thing that screws me over is the fact that it takes like 4 hours daily to get from my house to college and from college to my house. okay! I should stop now but I just needed to rant it out. I must say it may not look like a lot of work but that's just because thats only the bit that's left. Thanks God I have done almost everything else. well may the odds be ever in my favor.
Here it is the so wanted second part of the Jelsa fanfiction that left you asking for more. Yes! It's finally here for you to enjoy.
It's been three months since school started. Winter is coming, and finals too (>.<) but I guess I'll be alright. I may not be the smartest student, but I'm good enough to survive this semester. At this part Ikinda envy Elsa. She's really really smart, responsible and super talented.
I dare to say that her audition was perfect. Her voice was like the one of a godess, so beautiful, so bright. For a moment I felt that I didn't stand a chance, but that's just cuz I don't really like to sing... I mean I do but, meh.
Surprisingly, I got out early from my English class. So I'll go to Language clasroom and wait for Elsa to come out. It's the perfect time to see her sexy annoyed face (hehe).
I see her concentrated face looking foward (idk, teacher, board whatever). I swear that I could've been drooling, but I stop myself before looking like an idiot. She looked down to her notebook to take notes. That angle of her face is so beautiful, with her eye lashes touchig her cheeks. So cute.
I mean, what am I thinking? She's gorgeous and sexy of course but, Oh! so beautiful... JACK STOP! she's just hot. Yeah but... STOP!
Oh! Look, she's coming out (muahaha).
"Hey Elsa!" I smirked at her
She rolls her eyes at my sight but answers
"Hey Jack, what's up?" she asked
"Nothing much, I was just wondering if those were space pants, cuz DANG! You're outta this world!" I exclaimed.
She gave me a "seriously?" face but said: "No, they're baseball pants, cuz I'm SO outta your league" (A/N I had to write that xD)
"OOOHH!!!" many of the guys howled in our direction
"Tsk, nice..." I chuckled and walk away still looking at Elsa, who looked quite satisfied, bitting my lower lip, rising my eyebrow. Then I turn around and leave.
I've never felt better in my life. Like, I SHUT HIM UP! I don't know if he's going to give up, I hope so. That'll teach him to leave me alone, and so to the other guys.
At the end of the hall, I see Pitch Black. A slim, tall, pale and dark haired guy, with a creepy aura around him. He was looking at my direction. His look gave me creeps to the bone. He was looking at me like a possession, a precious treasure that soon enough will belong to him, he looks at me as if I was edible.
I turn around drastically just to avoid his look. I rushed through the school's door to catch up with Anna and the gang. I saw Anna with a guy who I didn't recognize, Merida and Rapunzel by their side and, Hiccup and Flynn talking about I don't know what.
"Hey Els, you finally decided to tag along" Anna tells me
"Yeah, sorry guys. Who's this?" I asked Anna pointing at a tall, buffed blonde guy
"Oh! Um... Elsa, this is Kristoff. Kristoff this is my sister Elsa." she said
"A pleasure to meet you Elsa" says Kristoff politely nodding his head
"Mine too Kristoff" I agreed smiling warmly
"Um... Elsa? Kristoff is coming over to our house to start with a History project we have together. Do you mind? she asked me nervously
"Uh.. sure, he can come" that's all I managed to say
My head was in the clouds. I still had Pitch's look in my mind like a plague. I was scared of him. No wait, I was terrified. He looked like he would hurt me or do anithing to get me. I just wish that I could close my eyes and make him disappear forever.
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An Icy Melody: An Elsa and Jack Frost Fan Fiction
Hola! How are the most amazing readers in the world? I am good! I am in finals and I barely have time to do ANYTHING! Right now I was supposed to be writing a 4 page summary for humanities class but I misplaced my copy of the chapter so I'm here instead of looking for it. I know, I know SHAME ON ME!!! but hey I'm here! Even though I'm not really posting anything mine (except this introduction) and that sends me to the whole point of this blog. So a beautiful, smart, amazing, talented and awesome girl I know is writing a fanfic on Wattpad. She is just starting and as a aspiring writer I felt so proud of her. And I did what anyone would do... I asked her if she wanted to share it on my blog. No? You wouldn't do that? Ah COME ON! The thing she ACCEPTED and she even let me read/post the third part before she even posted it on her Wattpad so here it is. Have in mind that this IS a fanfic of Elsa and Jack Frost.
Finally. I finally get to my senior year. Not that I wanted to leave, I like it here (very much I must say), but it's life and you have to move on.
That's what I decided to do.
I attended to this prestigious music school, in which I entered as a singer together with my sister, Anna.
The audition went really good. The judges (professors) liked our performance. Our song was Defying Gravity, from our favorite musical, Wicked. It was aired to the whole school. And when it was done, we recieved all kinds of reactions from the others students. Amazement, congratulations, interest and of course, envy and hatred.
"Oh no, look who's here" Anna anounced me pointing foward with her chin. I looked and I saw this boy coming my way, smirking. A slim boy with white hair and blue eyes like mine.
"Ugh" that's all I get to say.
He came to me. "Hey babe, that was incredible there. You wanna hang out and have some fun sometime?" He asked me.
"Look Jack Frost, why don't you just leave me and bother other girls?" I asked.
"Cuz I wanna be with you bab-"
"Don't call me baby ever again" and I left dragging Anna with me.
Yes, Jack Frost, the pretty jerk boy. I've known him since 9th grade, and by some "divine" coincidence, he's at this same school as I am.
It's not like I really hate him, but he is SO annoying. He can sometimes be sweet and gentle... but that is just 10% of the times.
He auditioned before I did. And I honestly gotta say that I admire him musicaly. He's great at playing the guitar, like GREAT. Just like the guitar was another part of him and he could play it with his eyes closed.
At the audition, I could see his fingers dancing through his guitar, creating a beautiful melody, which I later realized it was He's a Pirate, from Pirates of the Caribbean.
I mean, it was amazing! I've never heard such thing or seen so much talent. I have to agree that Jack Frost is an amazing musician.
I've been acepted. Yes! I would be able to see Elsa everyday hehe. Not that I hate her, no. She's just so gorgeous I can't help it. You know what they say: when a guy bugs a girl, it's because he likes her.
Now that doesn't mean that I will cross the line. Of course I know there is a limit. I'm not like Pitch Black, he definitely gets to the limits and further.
Once in 10th grade, when Elsa wasn't looking, he grabbed het butt. Like, he grabbed it. I bet that if she was alone and not with her sister, he'll rape her.
He's a monster, I feel like an angel if I'm compared with him. I'll kill him if he dares to do something to Elsa. I swear.
It doesn't mean like I'm love with her. I mean I like her, yeah, she looks so sexy when she gets mad but, in love? Pfft, ha. Right?
Hey guys! Thanks for reading. I hope you like it so far, it's my first fanfic so please don't kill me (>u<)
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I saw this and I felt sick. I felt like throwing up and not because I have the flu but because what society has come to. The person that posted this is a girl from 9th grade who is skinny and is definitely not fat by any standard. AND even if she was “fat” what wrong with it? Again back to this girl she is freaking skinny but she looks up to these stars that are underweight and unhealthy. They see these edited pictures of these girls or women and she is thinking I want to be like them. They are so beautiful, she’s a freaking 00 but I’m a size 4 wow I’m so fat.
I hear/see so many girls and boys believe in these incredible high standards are almost impossible to reach and then they look at themselves and think that they aren’t good enough or beautiful or perfect but NO. Like NO don’t ever think that because you don’t look like these girls/women/boys/men this doesn’t you aren’t beautiful or perfect or worth it. Look at yourself in the mirror and look at all the good things you have, but don’t let what society or other decide is how you’re supposed to look sink in.
NO! Brush it off! You are perfectly flawed in a way that makes you perfect. If you could only see how beautiful you are. FORGET ABOUT your looks, if is this that’s bringing you down, because you have a golden heart and an intelligence that is something to be proud of. You are amazing! You are you! Be you! Ignore all the negativity. I’m sorry for this rant but I’ve been where lots of you are and I know is not a pretty feeling; I also know we are more than physical appearance and that I’m perfectly imperfect. Goodnight!