Hey guys! Welcome to the story! This first chapter is a little short. I just wanted to get the ball rolling, introduce the main character. Next chapter will probably be twice as long. We'll get some backstory, some new people, some pure awesome. This isn't my first story, though it is my first story for Frozen. I thought I should put a pause on stalking this site for stories and instead write my own! I have another account, but it was from my younger years *shudders* so I decided upon myself to conjure up a new one, maybe get one of those Archive of our Own, or whatever the hell it's called. I don't understand this new stuff, I passed the threshold of college…there's no going back.
Thank you for clicking on this story! You won't be disappointed! (I have a knack for writing depressing/hurt/eventual love and comfort stories! That, and parodies…which are two completely different entities)
I don't own the Frozen cast, but I do own my little crappy side characters. These Frozen people are too awesome for me to own. Literally. I keep going to WalMart and EVERYTHING IS SOLD OUT! It pisses me off guys.
I can be that Someone
Chapter 1- All Too Familiar
Elsa wasn't quite sure she wanted to be here or not. After five years of not stepping a foot near this place, it seemed odd standing in front of it, getting ready to open its doors. Arendelle High School wasn't an awful place, per say. She had good times and definitely some bad times, but this time would be different. She wasn't there to learn, she was there to work.
After ramming her weight into what seemed like bullet proof doors, Elsa pressed the buzzer and waited to be let in. The doors unlocked when the desk receptionist figured that Elsa wasn't a threat and gestured for the young lady to enter the administration office. She grimaced at the all too familiar tile that patterned the floor.
"Ms. Elsa Winters!" Elsa was forced into a stern handshake by an all too familiar jolly man. "It is a real surprise that you came back to us!"
"Principal Stone!" She plastered on her best smile. "Thank you so much for the opportunity!"
The principal smiled and straightened his tie. He was a rather round man when Elsa was younger, and the years only served to make his spherical shape grow. His hair had started to grey and thin, but the rosy cheeks stayed stamped to his face. She almost chuckled when she realized that he was only a little taller than herself.
"No, thank you!" He led her into his office and sat down, gesturing for Elsa to do the same. "School counselors used to be the job everyone went to college for. It was a blessing to find someone like you!" Elsa smiled, hoping that was a compliment.
After four years of torture, she finally had a piece of paper to prove that she had a major in psychology and a minor in education. The mind was always a fascinating thing, but just majoring in psychology was a risky move. To get anywhere in the psych field, you had to get your masters degree or higher, or receive in a minor in something else. The amount of money it would have cost to get a masters degree was mind blowing to say the least. So, picking up a high school counselor position was the best gig she could get. The only downside she could see was that this was a high school position. Everyone knows that high school children could be…monstrous. She loved children, but there are those few kids that make you pray for their mother's wellbeing.
"I was worried that I would be too young and inexperienced." Elsa confessed, wringing her hands together. This was her first official job, and the last thing she wanted to do was screw it up.
Principal Stone sat back in his chair and practically analyzed her. "I think you'll get along well with a lot of the kids, and not just helping them pick out their classes, but on a personal level as well." He sat forward and leaned on his elbows. "A lot of kids here could use a caring young ladies magical touch." 'Why did that have to so sound wrong…?' Elsa mentally bereted herself for acting so casual with this man.
"I would like you to start on Wednesday, if you can get everything sorted out by then." Elsa's eyes widened a fraction. 'That's only two days to mentally prepare myself…but at least I get paid sooner…'
"That sounds great, thank you so much." Elsa finally showed a genuine smile. "Is there anything I should bring or do before then?" The principal shot up out of his seat, scaring the living daylights out of his new guidance counselor.
"Oh yes! I need to show you your office!"
Heart still beating wilding, Elsa looked up from her spot on seat. "Office?" She asked breathlessly.
Principal Stone nodded enthusiastically, gesturing for her to follow him. "Oh yeah!" He clapped his hands together. "You get your own office that you can jazz up however you want, within reason of course."
"Getting an office was better than I imagined." The principal led her into the Guidance Office where they were greeted by two receptionists.
"These two lovely ladies are Mrs. Dashely Gomez and Ms. Linda Black. Ladies, this is Ms. Elsa Winters, our newest guidance counselor." The two women smiled up from their papers. Mrs. Gomez had short black hair, and looked like she was from Mexican descent, or that's what Elsa thought. Mrs. Black had mid length brunette hair and was almost as pale as herself, which was rather shocking.
"Oooooh, this is our newest recruit! Welcome, welcome!" Mrs. Gomez clapped her hands together and stood up to shake Elsa's hand, to which she gladly accepted.
"It's a pleasure to get a nice young face in here!" Ms. Black also offered her hand.
"I'm just showing Elsa her new office." The principal explained, leading Elsa through a small hallway where are the guidance counselors were at. "Your office is the second door on the left." He opened the door to reveal a decent enough sized room with a desk, a small coffee table, two chairs and a computer. "It's modest, but nice."
Elsa gave a small smile. "It's perfect, Principal Stone." He smiled back. "Just call me Gary when we're not around other students. It gives me the chills when fellow workers call me principal." 'Huh, this man isn't as bad as I thought him to be...'
"I'll introduce you to your fellow guidance counselors on Wednesday." Elsa grimaced when she was reminded of how close her starting date was. "Don't worry though, you won't be working with any children yet. I'll have you meet the staff and you can sit in on some classes so that you can get the feel of the school." Elsa breathed out a sigh of relief.
"That sounds wonderful Princi-" He gave her a look. "Gary." He nodded in approval. "It's going to take some time to get used to the new title."
He gave a hearty laugh. "You'll get used to it!" He led her outside the guidance office and towards the front doors of the school. "That's pretty much all I wanted to show you today. Soon you'll be lunching with the teachers and getting into all the new student gossip." Elsa frowned slightly, hoping that wouldn't be true. "You were such a fantastic student, and I expect nothing less from you in your new position." 'No pressure or anything…"
"I'll try my best to exceed your expectations." A painful smile lite up her face, a smile she hoped would be believable.
"I'm so excited to see you on Wednesday, Ms. Guidance Counselor! Have a safe drive home." Elsa gave a small wave and made her way to her less than extraordinary car.
'I never thought I'd make my way back to this place' She thought to herself, turning the keys in the ignition. 'I mean, who wants to go back to where they started? She turned the corner, trying to keep her mind on the road instead of on her career. 'But working with these kids could turn out to be extremely beneficial. I could start here, then become a big time psychiatrist for some drugged celebrity.' She shook her head, realizing that would probably be worse than working with teenagers. 'Maybe I could change some lives with these kids.' She hummed in content, knowing that this is the best possible path for her. 'I'm only 23, I've got my whole life ahead of me.'
Else parked to the side of her apartment complex, excited to relay her experience with her roommate and best friend of eight years.
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