A/N I give up with copy pasting. Forget it. Buttt, brand new story!
"GET UP ANNA!" I heard someone pounding on my door, yelling at the top of there lungs. And of course, who other than Kristoff?
"If you don't get up, the chocolate chip pancakes will be gone!" He yelled. My tired eyes snapped open. Did he say chocolate chip pancakes? I scrambled out of bed and ran to the door. I opened it and in front of me stood my brother.
"Move, I need food!" I groaned. Kristoff smiled devilishly.
"Oops. I may have mixed up cereal with chocolate. My bad." He said, innocently throwing his hands in the air. I sighed and slammed the door in his face, causing him to let out a startled whimper.
"Asshole." I whispered.
"I heard that!" Kristoff sang through the door. I sighed and walked over to my closet. Yeah, yeah, senior year and I didn't pick out clothes for the first day. I regretted that decision now. I looked through my shirts, and picked out three. One was red with black sleeves, one was white with pink stripes, and the other wasn't even a shirt, but a blue and purple sweatshirt. I scanned over my options.
"Damn." I murmured. I walked over and grabbed my favorite pair of jeans, and pulled them on. I glared at the shirts before walking to the bathroom to deal with... Well from the shoulders up. I looked in the mirror to see my hair, ratted and poofed up. I grabbed brush and began raking it through my hair. After my hair didn't look like something made a nest in it, I washed the dried drool off my face. Yeah, gross. I looked back at my hair. It wasn't as bad as before, but it wasn't really good either. I sighed and began to put it in my signature twin braids. After I finished I stepped out of the bathroom, only to trip over Olaf, our Labrador retriever.
"Hurry up Anna, we have to go!" Kristoff yelled from downstairs. I sighed and pushed myself off of Olaf.
"Sorry boy, nothing personal." I said patting his head. He wagged his tail and ran downstairs. I ran into my room and slipped the sweatshirt on and grabbed my phone. I ran downstairs into to the kitchen. I grabbed my shoes and realized I didn't have socks.
"Fuck, my socks!" I silently cursed. I felt something hit the back of my head and turned to see a pair off socks on the floor in front of me.
"Thought you'd forget em." Kristoff said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and put them on before slipping into my tennis. As I walked outside, an autumn breeze blew my bangs and rustled the trees. Kristoff got into the red truck and started it. I hopped into the passenger seat and pulled my phone out. 7:36. Okay. Well, we may be a little late but, I'm never on time. The truck drove along, and when I giggled at the selfie Rapunzle sent me, Kristoff turned to look at me. He rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Shit!" The car made a sudden jerking turn, and my head flew forward. It missed the dash, but I had a pounding headache. I sat up to see if kristoff was okay. He was looking out the front windshield in terror. I followed his gaze to a crumpled up figure on the road. We just hit a person.
A/N okay. Hi. I'm Alyssa. Blah blah blah. Don't need to introduce myself. So, here it is, first chapter. Yep. Hope you enjoyed.