A/N: As I promise to you guys, here is the rewrite of Saviour. I'm sorry if took me long to upload this, but here it's now. I would be glad to receive constructive criticism, and you are more than welcome to post it in the review section or by sending me a PM.
This a modern college Au fic, so to those people who haven't read or seen the old one. You are all probably wondering that maybe this is another vampire fic—no, it isn't. I'll let you figure it out as I upload each chapter before I reveal what the whole story is about.
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen.
Anna's fiery red hair draped across her pillow. The sun's rays snuck in as she was woken from her slumber, the morning light slipping in the little crack between the window blinds, disturbing her from her sleep and causing her to let out an annoyed grunt. Grumpily propping herself up on her elbows with displeasure as she unwillingly sat, she rubbed her eyes to wash away the drowsiness in her. Unfortunately, the languidness and spell of somnolence had won the battle, and quickly her back met the mattress once again, relishing the cushiony sensation under her skin.
The residential hall had traditional double rooms, which were quite cramped, considering that across from her was her roommate's bed and they were placed against the wall. A small window was located and centered behind their beds. There was a mini pine table below the window in between the two mattresses, with a lampshade placed on top of it. Desks and chairs were at the end of each bed and adjacent to the dressers. The small fridge that Anna had brought to the dorm was positioned across the bathroom door. Lastly, the bathroom was situated near to her roommate's drawer that consist of a shower, toilet and a vanity area that had a huge mirror attached to the wall. From Anna's position she could almost clearly see someone in the mirror, if someone was showering in the bathroom when opened. She was glad to have their own bathroom rather than having communal showers. It would feel somewhat unpleasant, taking a shower with other people, naked.
I still have a week or so before classes start, Anna thought while she was staring at the white boring ceiling above her. She had just moved in to her new room yesterday and chose to attend a welcoming party that evening and got a little tipsy—actually, she'd gone overboard. The redhead got over more than tipsy, and her burly friend was forced to bring her back to her room, giving him another task before he could go back to his dorm. She had little recollection from the night party she had gone to. All she remembered was flopping down over her cozy bed and passing out.
She was still missing summer; however, she had to face reality and move on with her life. She knew eventually that reality would catch up to her, like a slap in the face.
Anna heard the wind beat against the window pane, creating a drumming sound whenever the wind hit it, peeking behind the blinds to witness the sudden change in the horizon. The sun that had been reigning the sky a moment ago now hid the sun behind the grayish clouds.
She glowered with a sigh, turning and facing the bed across from her own. Empty. A day had passed, yet she hadn't heard anything from her roommate. The bed sheets were still neatly placed atop the mattress as it indicated that no one had occupied it for the past day. She set aside the thoughts of her mysterious roommate, grabbing her phone on her bedside tale. As soon as her hand clammered around, Anna realized it was missing. The lethargic remnants that she had at that time had pulled her out from her drowsiness. The brick of a phone wasn't there. She freaked out when she couldn't find it, turning her bedside into a mess, like she had wrestled an imaginary opponent.
"Where the hell is my phone?!" she exclaimed with an exasperated tone, rummaging her bed was a good type of exercise, as she thought with sarcasm. She could feel the dread, building up in her. The redhead had forgotten to find it beneath her bed, as panic attack was clouding her search.
A familiar ring tone rang in the room, so she quickly dove on the floor, peeping under her bed where she saw her phone flashing. She quickly stretched out her hand, snatched it, and answered the caller—not even bothering to see who it was—sliding her thumb on the screen with a quick motion.
"Hello?" she answered in between pants. She heard a familiar peal of laughter coming from the other end of the line and recognized the culprit, which sounded almost forced only just to annoy her.
"Let me guess, your phone again?" Kristoff laughed at her again.
"It's a good thing to wake up someone like me," Anna said, huffing at Kristoff's comment.
"Yeah, yeah, by the way, wanna grab lunch som—," the burly blond stopped when Anna let out a surprised scream. He had to pull his phone away before it damaged his sense of hearing.
"What?!"
"Hey! What's that little baby scream? What's the matter now?"
She got up from the floor, falling back until she collapsed on top of her feathery bed.
"I forgot to send my resume last night. The deadline was yesterday, and I wanted to earn some money before classes would start next year."
"Look…, " Kristoff was sympathetic. He didn't like hearing Anna down. With a quick thought, the burly blond smiled, giving his friend words of encouragement.
"It's not like you are going to send a resume just to only one company. I'm sure some of them will be posting jobs somewhere in the late fall or in early winter. But forget about that now, Little Miss Feisty-pants and let's get some food, my treat. How does that sound?" Knowing that would cheer Anna up.
"I'm in!" The burly blond chuckled at Anna's childish demeanour.
After a ten minute drive in Kristoff's car, they arrived at Palomino Smokehouse. The place was brimming with people, considering it was lunch hour. The people's customary jabber was everywhere, consisting of their laughter, mixed with the sounds of utensils, glasses and bottles clinking in the background. Some patrons were at the bar, drinking alone, which was on the other side of the smokehouse where people chose for a peaceful place to drink.
As soon as they entered, a woman wearing a cowboy attire greeted and escorted them to a much less crowded table near the back next to the window. The menus were given to them, leaving Anna and Kristoff at their leisure to choose their lunch.
Anna was quick to choose her starter, while her big guy of a friend was skimming through the list of steaks that they served. When all ordering was done and their food was served, the burly blond stated seriously, "You are such a kid sometimes, Anna," afterwards, he was chuckling since he couldn't contain it.
Anna wanted to wipe off that grin displayed on the blond's face. Yet, her friend kept teasing her that he forgot how such a drama queen she was sometimes.
"Okay, I overreacted… but you are mocking even after I missed applying for a job? You tend to make fun of me, after telling me some encouraging words? Well done Kristoff! Well done!" She answered while she rolled her eyes with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Kristoff relentlessly threw jests at her until Anna lifted a fork. Kristoff then stopped before he'd feel the wrath of the redhead.
Kristoff had just transferred to where Anna was studying, where he continued Commerce, while Anna studied Petroleum Geology. The guy made fun of her of how she'd deal with rocks for the rest of her life and mostly out in the open, which she defended that they would mostly work in offices.
Their lunch went well. She was ecstatic about the food they had been served, but to her disappointment, they didn't serve chocolate. In retrospect, she missed being with him, laughing and joking around with him was fun.
"It's been awhile hasn't it, Kristoff? I really miss go-going out with you and Sven." She felt nostalgic, at that moment, a lump in her throat started to build up. She took a deep breath to stop herself from crying. She stared down on her clean plate before her with a small smile. Kristoff's grin slowly faltered and Anna saw it, as soon as she looked up, she sort of regretted voicing out her thoughts.
Way to go, Anna, you are always good at ruining the mood.
She was thirteen when they moved to a new town because of her dad's work, Anna had to change schools, bringing the whole family to an unfamiliar place. Her dad refused to leave without his kids and his wife, so they had to move out with him. She hated moving since she had to pack her belongings, meet new people and go to another different school, which she wasn't accustomed to.
At this point, she met Kristoff in an unpleasant encounter when a ball hit her face flat, knocking her down with a bleeding nose. That memorable meeting had been chaotic to the blond, making a scene at lunch around his basketball buddies. Some were snickering and some had worried faces etched into their young boyish features. Kristoff panicked, receiving painful punches and venomous words from her, while he dragged her to one of the teachers in the building for help, not leaving her until she was truly fine. In the end they found themselves leaning into friendship. The burly blond found her amusing and she brought a smile and laughter from him. He was one of her very loyal and trustworthy friend since then. She found him and his childhood best friend, Sven, as her loyal gang until they reached high school.
Thus, Anna knew better on how sensitive the topic was. She could only muster a regretful but forced smile on her face. She should think before verbalizing her thoughts, as she mentally berated herself. He probably knew where that conversation was going. He knew that when she made that face and her actions gave it away. Anna sat there slightly grimacing at her words of choice, remembering how Kristoff hated bringing that up.
"I-I'm so-sorry."
The burly blond cleared his throat, surprising Anna a little with his response.
"I know…"
He showed no signs of emotions, looking away from the red head and observed the people down the streets. She thought that he would continue, but she understood when the burly blond didn't speak of it any further. Anna didn't push it, a sensitive topic was left off hanging in the air, but it was better than angering him. She could see it through his eyes that he couldn't still accept it. His grinning face was back as if the awkward atmosphere didn't happen.
"C'mon, since they don't have chocolate here, let's find some cafes around campus."
"Kristoff, I'm stuffed! But thanks for the meal! I'll treat you next time I promised. Let's just go back to the dorm?"
They simply dropped that subject and he paid for the bill. They left the place as they drove back to the campus.
They were heading back to their dorms, passing the people as their little chatter faded behind them. The leaves of the trees around them were lazily swaying to and fro. The cold breeze was brushing on the redhead's lightly freckled skin, causing her to shudder at the wind's contact on her skin. Kristoff took his jacket off, but the redhead shook her head, expressing her thanks with a small smile on her lips. Her fringe stood over her head as the cold wind continued blowing in their direction.
They were finally approaching the place where they had to separate their ways to their dorms, but Kristoff insisted on talking a little bit before going back to his dorm hall. The burly blond had been hired to work at a small game shop around town, as he wanted to make a couple bucks.
They entered Anna's dorm hall as they walked into the elevator, pressing the floor she was in, while Kristoff talked about how he would save money to buy the new Halo 5—the redhead had minimum knowledge about shooting games, although she wanted to try it next time and join him.
All of a sudden the redhead remembered that she at least sent a message to her roommate. She pulled her phone out to see no message notifications displayed at all on the screen. I sent her a message yesterday before leaving my parents' house...And not even a response from her. That's strange...
"Say, Anna? Who's your roommate? Introduce us if she's hot."
"Shut it, Kristoff, and man up will you? I'm not going to be your wing-man and set you up with anyone, especially my roommate," she laughed, "But actually, I haven't met her or and she hasn't texted me back at all..."
"Well I'll be a good friend and be your wing-man if someone catches your interest, guy or girl that is."
Kristoff knew about her sexual orientation by being bisexual. He knew she had dated both guys and one girl before, and he wasn't repulsed by the idea.
During her junior year back in high school while trying her luck to kiss her girlfriend on her first date inside her car, Anna was planting kisses on her lips before her tongue entered to explore the hot cavern of her mouth. She happily scored on her first date with a girl, and while making cheerful dances in her head, Kristoff came unannounced, causing Anna to jump from her seat as she detached her lips in an instant. With a string of saliva connected between her and her girlfriend, Anna twisted her head to shoot daggers towards him, even though her face was so red and it almost matched the colour of her hair. Though the sight of her friend's face was priceless, Kristoff was beet red and speechless at his new found secret that Anna had. From then on, she was out to him.
However, it was hard to find a girlfriend since it was also near impossible to find someone her type with the same preferences as her. Most of the people she had met through the years were straight, so that didn't leave her really any options.
She pretended to be in deep thought before crushing the grin he had on his face.
"Really? Sorry, I'm not gonna buy it," she answered with a smug look. The little hope that the burly blond had a few seconds ago, disappeared immediately.
"I can't coun—"
Anna was interrupted by Belle, a former classmate and acquaintance of hers.
Belle was one of her genius classmate in her VBA class during their freshmen year. She would go to her when she had programming problems that made her sit in front of the computer screen for hours, trying to solve the task that she couldn't pass through one of her assignments. She was glad to have her back then, if it wasn't for her out of the world knowledge about programming, she might had flunked her computer class.
This year also, Anna would have another programming course that she needed to face. Of course she would do her damnedest to understand those alien codes, sitting for the next three hours in front of her computer screen, she might have to ask her once more. Hopefully, she had time to help her since the course load would weigh more than in her sophomore year.
The brunette approached the two in the hallway, raising a brow at her with a lopsided smile upon her lips. Since she was a curious person, like an inquisitive little kid, she went to ask her.
"What you are happy about, Belle?"
"Oh-nothing I think I saw your roommate just now."
As soon as the news was brought to her, a sense of excitement feeling coursed through her body.
Anna had more questions to the brunette, but she already walked past them. The redhead called out to her, but she didn't receive an answer that she wanted, turning her head as she looked back to them. There was a mischievous look on her face that she couldn't comprehend. Anna watched her mouth moving as she appeared to be telling her something, but there was no sound coming out of it. She drew her eyebrows in confusion, attempting to make out of what the brunette might have said before turning and disappearing in the aisle.
Good what? I didn't catch the rest of it, good, good... luck?
She was completely puzzled by her because what might be the reason to tell her that? Kristoff was also bemused of what just happened, pushing those questionable thoughts that she kept asking herself regarding Belle's message.
The redhead had just remembered the condition of the room when she left. She swiftly ran, leaving the much more confused blond behind. The calls from Kristoff were ignored since Anna was worried of what her new roommate might think of her. She passed multiple doors, dodging the people that she saw ahead of her, earning those irritated look on their faces. Anna slid around one corner, she nearly jumped into a group of girls, who looked terrified and shocked. She hurriedly apologized to them before she resumed running again. She was almost reaching her destination. The hall was silent and only the sound of her footsteps, including Kristoff were only the source of sound in the hallway.
She arrived right in front of the doorway of her room. Her hand was on the wall with her head down to catch her breath. How long she had been running, she couldn't remember. Coherent thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind. Once again, her impulsive side had kicked in as she was now realizing that her roommate had probably been there before her.
Why did I run, stupid! She's probably seen the disarray of my bed side, if Belle saw her before me.
It startled her a bit when a hand grabbed her shoulder, so she looked back to see Kristoff, who was gasping for air.
"I forgot how fast a runner you were," he said while catching his breath.
"Sorry, that was probably not the smartest idea, looking back on it. I forget to think before I act sometimes." She giggled sheepishly.
Anna fished the key out of her pocket, and her head was against the wooden door. She didn't expect the door to be opened and to be unexpectedly pushed back. The person inside had a surprise look, etched onto her features. Anna attempted to flinched back as fast as she could, but her agility to react was rather slow. She had no time to elude the wooden attacker either, as she came face to face with the door. She shivered in pain as small tears began to run down onto her cheeks. Anna's behind met the floor, and even though it hurt, she checked to see if her nose was still attached on her face.
Gladly, it was.
The redhead looked up, piercing blue eyes meeting her teal ones. Anna found herself staring, as she protectively covered her nose. She tried to tend to it, but after wincing from the pain, the process stopped. Anna noticed the way the tall girl examined her with her eyes fixed on her. The girl who stood before her had a platinum blonde hair in a French braid style. Her skin was pale like snow, though rosy cheeks surround a small nose above pink lips. She had a slender body, like looking at a victoria secret's model in person. The hem of her white shirt was caught up in the slender waistband of her jean shorts, which hugged the curves of her hips. Overall, the creature in front of her, screamed perfection in Anna's eyes.
It seemed her moment of admiration towards the blonde took forever. She slowly turned her attention to Kristoff, catching him with a stern look, eyes narrowing, the longer he stared at her. The redhead was baffled by the face of indignation that was written all over his face. The tall girl's eyes were widening in an almost horrified look when her gaze landed on him. Anna caught the astounded expression that had managed to slip from her cool, emotionless features, though she quickly stopped herself from completely showing it. She heard someone growl, which caught her attention and noticed that it was Kristoff who did it. Anna cocked an eyebrow in confusion. The petite redhead wasn't aware when those blue stared back at her again, casting her an annoyed glance towards her.
"Don't just stand there if you are a participant of this room," she stated coldly.
Although Anna was hurt, she realized it was also partly her fault. After all, who would do such things like pressing their foreheads against the door, knowing someone might open it in any moment. She quickly removed her hand from her face, opening her mouth to apologize, but then Kristoff spoke before her.
"Cold-hearted bitch. You could have apologized and helped her instead of staring her down."
A/N: Chapter 2 will take a few days to edit, and please bear with me since I'm still learning the ropes. Hopefully, you like this chapter ^^ Ciao!
All thanks to Don't know Don't care 38 ^^
