Author's note: Hi! This is my first fanfic uploaded to this website. I'm so nervous about it! I have been writing fanfics on various sites but I never feel ready to publish in here...but anyway, I'm here! English is not my first language so there will some mistakes in the below content which I haven't notice them yet.
As you can see, the title is called "Quinter Life Crisis". You may notice that "quinter" is not a word at all. In my opinion, it's just so unfair when one fourth can be written as quarter while one fifth, meh, stays the same. In the other hand, you will call an ensemble of 4 people as 'quartet' while a five-member ensemble has its on delicate name as 'quintet'. It doesn't make sense right?
Ok, I'll put a stop on my nerdiness before it leaps out of control. Please read & review. Hope you'll enjoy it!
School bell's ringing down the hallway. It's 3:30 pm and Anna's final lesson is over. The last class on Wednesday is maths and honestly, she is never good at it. All equations are foreign symbols to her and she's glad that her torture is over.
Her smartphone buzzes as she shoves her books to her bag. Pens are scattered all over her desk, with scribbles rambling all over the surface.
Anna pulls out her phone from her pockets and casts a glance at it. The incoming call is from her mum. She purposely ignores the call and mutes her phone, then tosses it straight to the bottom of her bag.
When her mother questions her about the missed call, she'll just give out her model answer: "I can't hear the phone ringing."
She rubs off the guitar playing stickman and the microphone holding stickwoman scribbles at the corner of her desk with her rubber. No one is allowed to know her secret, not her classmates, not even her mum.
"Anna, are you coming with us?" Right after Anna erases the two stick figures, her best friend Rapunzel, approaches to her seat, inviting her to their squad activities. Anna is too concentrated on her own business so she nearly jumps as Rapunzel slaps her back.
"Stop being so annoying! You've just scared the hell out of me!" Anna complains.
"I don't mean to scare you," Rapunzel shots Anna a puppy-eyed look, "I'm just trying to be nice," she wraps her arm around Merida's shoulder. "Anyway, Merida's coming to my place. We're going to do some baking. Sounds good?"
"Punzee, I really want to coooome but I have to go to Oaken's Music Store. Today's HIS turn to perform...you know," Anna apologies, winking her eye at Rapunzel.
"Ah, I see. I almost forget about THAT," Rapunzel absolutely understands what Anna means. "I forgive your capricious leave from our holy squad, only for once. All I ask from you is a call after THE performance," she is the only friend that knows everything about Anna's crush.
"No problem," Anna gives Rapunzel an 'okay' sign, " I can't wait to tell you EVERYTHING." She swings her bag over her shoulder and waves goodbye to her friends, swimming her way through her chattering classmates to leave the noise-filled classroom. After she leaves the crowded room, her pace accelerates and stumbles along the corridor. Running down the stairs, her steps are pounding, echoing her thumping heart.
She has to run quicker! She can't wait to see Hans, her first and sole crush since 3 years ago. Bursting out of the school gates, Anna's mind is filled the bronze hair fellow that captured her heart at her first sight.
It takes Anna five minutes to get to Oaken's music store. She peers through the shop windows, trying to find Hans' presence through layers of instruments. She fails to spot Hans' but she can see his gangs are tuning the speakers and the microphones. The drummer is seated in his spot, sunk in his own world improvising rhythms. Hans is not there yet. Maybe he is still staying in the storage room (backstage) with the lead singer, discussing something about the show.
Anna lets out a breath in relieve. Thank goodness the show hasn't started yet! She is still panting heavily right now while she leans on the large windowpane. Fortunately, she has granted a few minutes to regulate her rioting heartbeats and makes herself look good before she enters the store. She scoops her smartphone from her bag and switches it into selfie mode in order to use it as a mirror.
"I really hate my hair so much," she mumbles as she sees her bangs flying into all directions. While combing her forehead fringe with her free hand, her eyes can't help focusing on the freckles on her nose.
"How I wish I can be as pretty as Elsa..."Anna exhales deeply when her outstanding sister comes into her mind. She shakes her head to toss her distracted thoughts back to the very back of her mind. It's time to go in, she tells herself, being a little bit early is a very straightforward way to show politeness on others, especially to those whom you are trying to please.
Anna slips her phone into her trousers pocket, zips up her bag, and she pushes open the music store's glass door. There are little bells taped on the door.
"Ding-ting!" the golden bells announce Anna's occurrence when she slides through the entrance, trying to look as elegant as she can be. She straightens her back, put on her brightest smile while trying not to blush as she approaches the band.