[i]This was a mistake.[/i] 

Elsa watched as people, her peers, began gathering around at the entrance. All varied in some way or another but not in a way that Elsa varied, she thought. How could they know?

Taking a deep breath, Elsa tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she opened the taxi door, leaving the safety of anonymity for that of exposure. This was it... Her first trial of rejoining the world and what a way to pick it. Boarding school with what Elsa had imagined to be filled with conniving and ruthless teens, all fueled by hormones and that drive for identity. But if she could survive this without a major incident, she could return and embrace her sister once more. 

The taxi driver, who had been standing just outside Elsa's door with her luggage for awhile now, was peeved that he was stuck idling as Elsa gazed off in the distance. He coughed which snapped Elsa out of her trance and quickly handed her backpack, suitcase, and a trunk all filled with whatever she planned on needing or wanting. The taxi driver nodded and quickly left, not expecting a tip for his services, leaving Elsa alone to face the world.

"No going back..." She whispered to nobody in particular as she gripped the handles to her wheeled luggage containers tightly. Another deep breath and Elsa made way to the entrance and by extension the mass of people all in conversation. 

As Elsa approached, her posture was stiff but very noble. Her chin ever so slightly titled upwards to give onlookers the impression that she was just as cold hearted as she appeared. Speaking of which, her outfit was a bit unplanned as her cashmere sweater began form crystalized ice around the sleeves and collar so she quickly threw a plan blue hoodie that was several sizes larger than Elsa. A tactical move to cover her hands to prevent any unintentionally freezing. Thankfully her pants, slightly rolled up, and flats hadn't begun to freeze yet. 

The first thing Elsa stumbled into was some sort of magic trick being performed. [i]Who still did magic?[/i] Elsa thought to herself as she had believed that tings like that were a bit childish according to her research through various televised programs. But a quick study showed that the would be magician was only trying to aggravate a tall fellow. Elsa kept her distance as she navigated around the gathered group and hung close to the front door to make a hasty escape if things turned ugly but she had to see this through. It would be nice to know who to avoid through this whole ordeal.