Falling In Love With A Mail Ordered Bride ch. 1


I do not like this. I do not like this at all. I know why I am what I am about do but I am not happy about this. I do not want to leave my family behind in Norway to live in new country with someone that I do not love. My name is Elsa and I am a mail ordered bride. I am marrying a complete stranger that I have not met before and I do not love who lives on the other side of the world. I am doing this because my family needs the money to survive in our dirt poor village. I do not want to leave my Father and baby brother behind but I have to find a way to support them if it means living with a disgusting bald man with a pot belly and grabby hands then I will do it. I need the money to get the food and medicine that they so desperately need.

I hug and kiss my family goodbye for the last time. I just hope that my new husband will allow me to write back to my family to make sure that they are okay but I am not getting my hopes up. I was forced on to a plane and had to ride for several hours to arrive in America and I looked out of the window to see that this new country is nothing like home. It is beautiful but it only makes me miss home even more. Arendelle is a dirt poor country and I did not have much but at least I had my family, hoping that Olaf will be okay with just Father now. I get off the plane and there are lots of people surrounding me. I never seen so many kinds of people in one place but I tried looking for who might be my husband or anyone that might be coming to get me.

I smooth out the wrinkles in my light blue sundress that I was given at the agency. I was given a bath to clean all of the dirt and grime that was caked onto my skin over the years and I was thankful for the bath it was delightful. My platinum blonde hair has not been this clean in a long time and I think that I look presentable for the first time in years. I just hope my future husband will be pleased with my appearance and not send back to my village. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I jump as I turn around to see a tall man with a warm and kind smile on his face. He has shaggy red hair like the wind swept it to one side, sparking green eyes with a fatherly glint that reminds me of my own Father, and slightly tanned skin from being out in the sun for long periods of time. He seems very kind. I hope that he might be my husband but it could be an act to gain my trust and hurt me when no one is around.

"You must be Elsa" The man replied.

"Yes I am. You must be future husband… Mr. Smith I assume. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance" I said curtsying.

"Yes, I'm Mr. Smith but no need to be so formal and I am not your husband. You can just call me Ruben" Ruben said smiling kindly.

"O-Okay R-Ruben, when will meet my husband" I said nervously.

"Don't worry, you'll be introduced soon and why you come into the car and I'll explain everything to you" Ruben said ushering out of the airport.

I brought a few things with me when I left. A few clothes almost all dresses to wear, a photograph of my family, a comb that once belonged to my Mother before she died to cancer, and a pair of flat shoes. Ruben opened the door of a new car that I have seen a few wealthy families in my village drive and I am a little hesitant getting the inside of the car dirty but the redhead man chuckles. He pushes me lightly towards the car and I get inside of it before he goes around it to get inside as well. The man drives down the road to where, I have not a clue. If this man is not my husband then who is.

I have not meet him and I cannot help but curious of what man he might be. Will he be cruel and have his way with me? Will he kind and treat me kindly? It will be asking too much if my husband would be kind to me. I mean he is paying to have me cook, clean, and have his way with me if that is what he wants. I am not marrying for love but marrying someone that will be sending money to my family every month as long as I do not displease him. I do not wish to displease him at all because I do want to get problem and possibly have him hit me or hurt me.

"Elsa, I know that you know I ordered you through the agency and you are here to marry someone you don't know, much less love but who you're marrying isn't a cruel person in the least. I think that you will become great friends and companions even possibly come to love each other" Ruben said keeping his eyes on the road.

I am not all sure about what Ruben is saying but I guess that I just have to wait and see. I am hoping for he is saying is true but who knows. My burning curiosity is getting the best of me and I just have to ask.

"What is he like? My husband I mean" I asked curious.

"Well your husband… more like your wife is good person with a good heart" Ruben said chuckling.

Wife? Did he say wife? I am supposed to be marrying a another woman. I have been taught that love is love and I have never been opposed to loving another woman but I have always pictured myself marrying a man that I love and want to spend the rest of my life with.

"She can be a bit childish and immature sometimes and stubborn as hell but she cares a lot about the people she loves. She is an honest person that wears her heart on her sleeve but has trouble in women department" Ruben said sighing.

"If you do not mind me asking, what does that have to do with me? Why am I here?" I asked confused.

"I want my daughter to have someone to look after her if anything happens to me and her Mother. I know that we won't be around forever and Anna is gonna need someone to pull her back if she loses herself and that is where you come in. I know that is a lot to ask of you but please take care of my Anna for me" Ruben asked pleadingly.

I am not about all of this but I do not have a choice at all. I have to support my family somehow and it is either this or going back home in disgrace. I have to be a good to this Anna person or risk being sent back. I sigh as I steel myself to my resolve. I look at Ruben and this seems to please me as he continues to drive to who knows where. Please let her like me and not send me back.


I'm sitting in the middle of my living room in a beanbag chair in my apartment with a game controller to my PS4, testing another one of my Dad's games and I have to say that the game is pretty good. The graphics are awesome and the bad guys gradually get more difficult to defeat as the game progresses. Oh before I forget and lose myself in the game, my name is Anna Smith and I am a professional game tester for my Dad's company: Smith Gaming ©. I have been playing video games since I was 7 years old and picked up my first Gameboy advance and I was sold after that. I am one of those girls that prefer to play video games, playing sports and wrestling with the guys over playing with dolls, painting their nails or anything girl like that. I have always considered myself one of the boys because I grew up with most having guys for friends. I've always been a tomboy that my Mom didn't know what to do with me.

She's tried to convert me and make me more girly but thank God it has stuck with me. I may like girls but it doesn't mean I have to act like one. Oh by the way, I have a dick in between my legs. I know, I know but I kid you not. I was born with it and I have to say it's been trouble than it's worth but we're stuck together. I have considered having corrective surgery to get rid it when I turned 18 but I'm okay with being different. I mean I have gotten through 18 years with it being there so why not keep it. At 23 years old, I don't mind being an intersex but it does make it hard to find a girlfriend. I would get least to have someone during the long, lonely nights alone and having someone to hold. To spend time snuggled up on the couch, watching Netflix or playing video games with. Ya know, the simple things in life but I guess that it's not in the cards for me but that's okay.

I have a great family, good friends and an amazing job that lets me work from home and test video games before anyone else can. What more can I ask for? I hear someone knocking on my door and I pause my game to answer. I look through the peephole to see that it's Kristoff, Eric, and Flynn and I see that they're holding two large pizza boxes and a two liter of Mountain Dew. I open the door and allow them in. I have been through some with these three that I consider each one of them as the brothers that I never had. I have known Kristoff since I was 7 and we lived next to each other for he moved here. We become friends over our love for video games and just getting dirty for the sake of being filthy. Our Moms hate it and had to give us so many bathes because of it.

Flynn is actually my adoptive brother because he lost his parents after he was born and my parents really wanted a child before they made me. Flynn's name is actually Eugene but goes by Flynn was obsessed with this book's main character Flynn Ryder. Flynn and me got in so trouble back in the back causing trouble around the neighborhood even through we rarely got away with it. It was still fun to have the neighborhood dubbed as the Terrors of 15th Street. Eric is the last friend that I made and we didn't mean until 7th grade of middle school. The brunette is like a shark in the water and just fast as one.

He become the youngest captain of our high school at only 15 years old and he hasn't changed because of it. When Eric become popular, he would rather hang out with his real friends instead of the popular crowd. I was grateful for that because I would hurt to lose such amazing friend like them. In high school, Kristoff had join the football team and Flynn hung out with the other delinquents but we managed to stay as we have when were younger. My high school experience would have really sucked if I didn't have them to back me up.

"Hey Feisty Pants, how's the game testing going?" Kristoff asked getting the pizzas down on my coffee table.

"I'm actually like this one but I'm barely halfway through it" I said shrugging.

"Dude, when's the last time that you left your apartment?" Eric asked curious.

"Better yet, when's the last time you cleaned your apartment. You're worst than me and that's saying a lot, kiddo" Flynn said shaking his head.

"I am not as bad as you" I said frowning.

"I beg to differ. Have you look around?" Kristoff asked raising an eyebrow.

I looked around my apartment to see a bunch of my clothes scattered all of the place and I'm not sure if they're all clean or not, empty candy wrappers and ramen noodles cups lining the countertop in my kitchen, and empty soda bottles and cans scattered everywhere. I can probably recycle those but maybe I should clean my apartment more often. It could be worse… or not. Maybe they have a point.

"Okay, okay I'm messy and I need to clean but I've been busy" I said throwing up my hands.

"Anna, you started on that game yesterday and in-between that you finish literally four days before. You had plenty of time to clean" Eric said flopping down on my couch.

"I've been lazy so sue me. What are you guys doing here anyways?" I asked grabbing a slice of pizza.

"What? We can't come and visit our friend" Kristoff asked in a mock innocence.

"Of course you can but I doubt that's why you're here" I said smirking.

"No, we came to wish you a happy early birthday" Flynn said wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Thanks guys" I said smiling.

"Any plans for the big B-day?" Kristoff asked un-pausing my game.

"My parents are planning a party for me and Dad said that he has a big surprise for me" I said shrugging.

"Any ideas what it is, kiddo?" Flynn asked curious.

"No clue, I was going to ask if you knew but I figure that Dad didn't tell you because you can't keep a secret"

"Oh my God, I gave away the secret one time and he holds it over my head for the rest of my life" Flynn said dramatically.

"Whatever it is, I just hope that he doesn't go overboard with it" I said shaking my head.

Dad loves grand gestures and for him, it's either go big or go home. I just hope that it's not too bad and something that I could actually use. I prefer something simple and that's gonna last. I am praying that he doesn't go overboard and I am hoping that God is listening to me for once.


Okay everyone, I'm reposting Falling In Love With A Mail Ordered Bride but there's going to be a slight rewrite in here. I'm listening to you guys so I hope that you'll give this a second chance

~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing

End of ch. 1