(The story will be described in first person at the beginning, but will be changed back to third person later)
My name is Emma Frost, and my full name is Emma Grace Frost. I live in Frost Manor in Boston, Mass. I'm a super rich girl studying at Snow Valley Women's Higher Academy.
This was actually my current identity. A few minutes ago, I was still in another world, but due to an accident, I transmigrated to this sixteen-year-old high school girl named Emma. Compared to what was happening now, the other life a few minutes ago felt like my previous life.
It was also because of the illusory feeling of my previous life that I didn't feel conflicted about transmigrating from a man in my previous life to a young girl today. However, the memories of my previous life were extremely clear. Emma Frost was also me. I had seen this name in the X-Men movie. It seemed to be the name of the White Queen Emma, right? Did I transmigrate and become the White Empress?
I didn't read many Marvel comics in my previous life. I didn't know Emma's past. Actually, I didn't feel the advantage of being familiar with the plot in this transmigration. I didn't even awaken the White Queen's mutant mind and diamond ability. But my head hurts now. Is this a sign of awakening?
There are five people in my family, including me. My father is Winston, my mother is Hazel, my brother is Christine, my sister is Adrian, and my sister is Claudia. We share the same surname, Frost.
I wasn't outstanding in this family, but my father always used the words that the Frost family had to be ahead of everyone else in everything they did. However, my grades, or rather, my grades before I transmigrated, had deteriorated greatly due to my recent headaches. Although I tried my best to make up for it, it was still not ideal, and I was taught a lesson by my father.
I sat in my spacious bedroom and looked at myself in the dressing mirror. I was very different from the beautiful, fashionable, and queenly White Empress in my impression. I wasn't blonde, but rather had long brown hair that reached my waist. My looks were also at most 70 points. Perhaps I would be very beautiful if I dressed up, but I didn't have much confidence in myself and didn't know how to dress myself up. I wasn't like my older sister, Adrian. She was the trend of the fashion world and the queen of the circle. It was said that she was the current White Queen of the Hellfire Club.
I was very confused, or rather, my mind was in a mess. The experiences of my previous life, the experiences of this life, and the occasional severe headache made me very confused. After taking a painkiller, I lay on the bed and fell asleep.
(The following is in the third person.)
The next day, Miss Emma woke up. After washing up and dressing up, she sat down at the dining table and had breakfast with her family. She listened to her parents, her siblings, and her younger sister chatting. Emma silently finished her breakfast and got into the family car. The private driver of the Frost family drove her to Snow Valley Women's Higher College.
As soon as she walked into her classroom, she heard a few girls talking about her.
"Look, it's that poor rich girl Emma.”
"What an unsociable freak."
The few of them did not deliberately lower their voices. The ones who spoke were the campus queen, Mathilda Bredt, and her three followers.
Emma felt helpless. She was too weak to complain about this kind of loser opening. Her father's strict requirements, the most beautiful queen in school, the best in academics, and the best in sports, all looked down on her. She was really filthy.
Miss Emma was no longer the weak and self-abased Miss Emma of the past. She decided to change herself. Just as she was about to stand up and scold the campus queen and her three followers, perhaps because her emotions were too intense, she began to have a splitting headache. She covered her head with both hands and groaned. This time, the headache was particularly intense and lasted for a long time. She could vaguely hear the voices of many people in her mind.
She was acting pitiful again.
She was clearly a rich girl, but she always looked so pitiful.
He ate a little too much for breakfast today. Would he gain weight? He had to run a few more times in physical education class later.
Many voices appeared in Emma's mind at the same time, giving her a headache and almost making a sound, but she still held it in.
Emma's pain gradually subsided when class started. At the same time, the noisy voices in her mind disappeared. She knew that her ability was about to awaken, or rather, the X gene in her body was gradually activating. She was about to obtain a psychic superpower.
In the X-Men series, Emma was a master of psychic powers, second only to Charles Francis Xavier. Unlike the villains in the movies, Emma was the White Queen of Hellfire in the comics, the chairman of Frost International, and occasionally a superhero. She also often went to Charles 'Xavier Genius Academy as a guest teacher. The reason was that she liked laser eye Scott Summers, and her life could be said to be very casual.
While her imagination was running wild, her teacher Ian Kanda walked into the classroom. He was a very young and handsome male teacher in the school. He was very popular in this advanced women's college. Emma used to admire him and even had a crush on him. From time to time, she would fantasize about becoming the male teacher's girlfriend. Now that Emma had changed her inner self, she naturally would not continue to have such a young girl's fantasy. She was influenced by the memories and habits of her previous life. She didn't even like men now.
The teacher began his lecture. It had been less than ten years since the end of the Second World War, and the teacher was talking about the history of this world war. Emma was sleepy as she listened. She felt that this era was very unscientific. It was clearly 1955, but cell phones had appeared unreasonably. For example, her sister Adrian's flip phone. In her previous life, before the millennium, the world was popular with gadgets, pagers, and cell phones. As expected, he couldn't be too entangled with such a problem. This was the Marvel World, and the spirit of the American captain still enveloped the entire United States.
At the end of the day, Emma sat in the car that had come to pick her up and returned to Frost Manor. She was determined to change, so she found her brother, Kristen Frost, who had also come home. He was a famous playboy. Emma thought to herself that his short blond hair, strong figure, and sunny temperament were indeed very popular among girls. He was the next successor of the family group, but he was also a part-time stylist in the modeling department of the group company. In short, he was very good at dressing women.
"Kristen, can you teach me how to dress?”Emma said to him.
Kristan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed."My cute little sister actually knows how to dress up? Come with me to the dressing room at home and let an ugly duckling like you learn how to dress up as a white swan.”
Although Kristen was not very diligent in her work, she was really good at dressing up girls. Under his guidance, she had her hair, makeup, blush, lipstick, eyebrows, lip gloss, and eyeliner. Finally, she changed into a white dress. She turned from an ugly duckling into a white swan. She was beautiful beyond compare. Other than the fact that her hair color was not golden, she already had the beauty of the future White Queen Emma.
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