A/N: Hello readers! I bring you an Elsanna story, which is modern AU, not incest. Hope you enjoy, and reviews are greatly appreciated :)
Disclaimer: Disney owns Frozen
Life is funny in the that it moves. It was such a contradiction to itself, life was joy, but it was also pain. Life was free, but enslaving all at once. A paradox of itself, that no being could possibly comprehend the multiple hues of it. In a small town, even there life bustles. Each individual to live his own, not completely aware of the multiple lives around him on a planet that was simply microscopic dust on the big view of the ever expanding universe.
In this small town, summer lived, with the golden rays shining upon emerald grasses that danced a hypnotizing ballad next to the shimmering water. The ground worn smooth by the feet of many people who had once walked here, and sat near the small fire, filled with the ashes of many nights. The pond shimmered a light blue, the skies mirror with nothing but simple lotus flowers floating gently on its surface.
The days that year had varied quite a bit, I recall the cool, winter-like days of spring, and mild summer that followed. It had even snowed on the night of Halloween. Along with crazy seasons, was an even more bizarre year. It was my freshman year of high school. I was a nervous wreck, frightening myself with ideas of what would await in that building. Images of bullies, pop quizzes, and rude teachers filled my older students had warned me of some of the worst teachers. Apparently the freshman Earth & Space Science teacher was a nightmare. Unfortunately these scenarios did not occur (save the terrible science teacher) what occurred that year, was indeed not something I anticipated to happen.
The summer before freshman year was quite boring. I was with friends, helped raise my new pet ducklings, and practiced my instrument. It appears that I neglected to mention that I was in the marching band, one of the most competitive ones on the East Coast. Last year we had placed third, it being our first year in USbands at Metlife. That was my eighth grade year, me and a few other section mates had been allowed in a year early. Band become a focal point in my lifestyle, I had even tried out and made it into the higher level Symphonic band as a freshman. The main instruments I played back in the days of my adolescence were the saxophone, violin, and clarinet, which was my main focus. My skill was admirable, but not prodigious in any way. I will admit that the district solo piece "Adagio e Tarantella" had been unnerving, and so I did not try out when I received the notice from my overly enthusiastic director. There were about twelve clarinets that year, the memory of my curly haired, loud, and charismatic section leader came to mind. The other section leader had made drum major that year, which was quite exciting to the section.
My two best friends were also in band, they were in the pit to be exact. Mulan had been playing as long as I'd been playing clarinet. We'd been in band together for an extensive period of time. Rapunzel, on the other hand, had just started playing in seventh grade. Though she had little experience, she worked hard and was rather talented. Mulan started on vibes, and Rapunzel on the glock. Neither had been close until this year, the previous year they only connection they had was through myself. The three of us were wholly excited to begin our freshman year together. We had adorable dreams, that all high school girls had, that we would be the best of friends throughout the years. This indeed was not the case, but I'll get to that in a future time.
In order for this to be logical it must be noted that in my eighth grade year of marching, Mulan and Rapunzel agreed to sit together one day to mix it up. Since there were three of us, I sat in the only empty seat behind the pair. In that seat sat a girl I had seen very rarely around school. It was likely that we had attended the same elementary school, but she was my senior by a year. At that point in time, she was a freshman. Her brown hair was thrown in a ponytail, held by our school's colored ribbon, as all the pit members did since most were female. In her hands was a book, the small freckles dotted her cheeks, and her blue eyes shot up to meet mine when I took a seat next to her.
"Hi. My name is Anna."
"My name is Hadley. Pleasure to meet you."
And with those two sentences, so began the chain of events that would wreak havoc in my life in approximately one year and seven months.
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Hadley and I had become friends over the course of that marching band season. She was a bit awkward, overly intelligent, and sweet. We sat on the bus together a few other times, and I would often wave to her during breaks when I saw the pit joining the winds for rehearsal. After the season ended, she was fairly somber. For she knew that Rapunzel, Mulan, and I were a year younger than herself, and so we would not see each other due to the fact that we were in different schools. Back at school, I'd met her younger sister, Eve. Now, the younger girl was completely different in almost every aspect. Eve was outgoing, she was very loud, and tended to ramble. The two did share the same brown hair, though Eve's was longer. I even noticed that Eve had faint freckles, unlike my own, which speckled across my body.
When the school year ended, Hadley hosted a party on June 6, 2013. The brown haired girl was completely ecstatic about the whole ordeal, for her friends would now be in the high school with her. I knew not too expect to many people, but was genuinely pleased to see eight of them. Of the group, I knew six of them. The other two appeared to be older than I. One of them looked vaguely familiar, and the other one I had no clue. The eight of us played games, and enjoyed swimming in the pool, despite the rainy weather that day. Plenty of food went around, and I sure did enjoy food. Eventually I decided to talk to the other two guests whom I was not familiar with.
"Hey, so what's your name? I mean not that you have to tell me, but uh… hi?"
The other girl laughed lightly.
"Don't worry it's not a secret, my name is Belle."
"Nice to meet you! What grade are you in? No wait, wait I can guess it. Okay I got this, are you a sophomore?"
"Nope."
"Junior?"
"You got it."
The two of us talked happily, apparently Belle one of the lead marimba players, and a section leader in the pit. A thought rang in my head, and I recalled a memory of Rapunzel talking about Belle. She had mentioned that Belle was incredibly talented, and hardworking at her music. The brunette could play the best out of any high school player, and had wonderful chops. I wasn't sure what that meant at the time, but I would in about six months since I would be playing marimba (not that I was aware of this). Anyways, Belle was also very kind, and patient with the pit. She had gained a fan of Rapunzel, and even Mulan admitted she was nice, which was saying something. I decided I liked her, though I was a bit surprised she was a junior considering that she looked younger than myself.
A clap of thunder interrupted all conversation, and I stood up to get a drink. As I poured myself a glass of sprite, another girl was at the table. She was grabbing a bottle of water, and smiled shyly at me. In my curiosity, I blurted out the first thing on my mind.
"You look like my friend Olaf!"
Realizing this, I slammed my palm over my mouth, and looked up at her slightly abashed. The platinum blonde girl's lips tugged into a small smile, bringing a bit of relief to my nervous self. She did look like Olaf, though, they shared the same button nose, and some of their facial features. Olaf was a year younger than me, a flute player. Though it wasn't a popular choice for boys, Olaf was did not care. It was the instrument he wanted to play, so he did. I didn't know him well at the time, but I knew he was good friends with Esmeralda, who was in my section. The first time I'd met him, he exclaimed that he liked warm hugs, and proceeded to hug me.
"Well I am his older sister so that makes sense."
"Oh! Oh that makes sense, sorry about being awkward. I'm just so me, and not that I'm always awkward. Well I kinda am, but besides the point I'm normal sometimes. Not if you ask Kristoff, but his opinion should be ignored, just so you're warned. Oh and my name is Anna!"
My face slowly began to turn red, realizing that I had rambled on to a girl I had never met. Smiling, I glanced up at her blue eyes.
"Nice to meet you Anna. My name is Elsa, and thanks for warning me about Kristoff."
"So are you a sophomore like Hadley?"
"No, I'm a junior this year, but I didn't do marching band my sophomore year."
Well that explained why I hadn't seen her in eighth grade.
"Oh cool, what instrument do you play?"
"Well this year I'm on marimba, but I just started learning in April."
"Oh wow, you must be really talented."
"I don't know about that, I'm not sure why the director put me on marimba."
"Please, I bet you're really good."
The two of us talked for a little bit, holding down small talk, though it was a bit awkward. I could see the others beginning to play a game, and I wanted to join. Eventually Elsa stated that she had to leave to pick Olaf up from a volleyball game. The other girls, and I said our goodbyes. In all honesty, I was a bit relieved that I didn't have to stand there awkwardly and talk about meaningless things. Even though she was nice, we didn't seem to be like the type to get along for a long period of time. I would completely take that statement back in a few months, and since it was completely untrue, but that's a different part of the story.
The remainder of the party, we played ridiculous games, and watched YouTube videos. Of course we discussed band, and the different aspects we had. I found band through the eyes of the pit to be fascinating. I too described what we did was marchers, and they listened intently. Belle had a large knowledge of band things, she had started her eighth grade year, and this was her fourth year in marching band in the pit. Her words captured me, and I gained insight into this aspect. In a way, I had always thought the pit had it easier, but after listening I knew they worked just as hard as we did. An hour of warm ups, mainly summertime did sound fairly awful. Eventually the party ended, and I went home to eat dinner, and fall asleep. Of course I would've been kept awake all night if I'd known what a monumental landmark in my life had just occurred, but I didn't even notice at all.
~line break~
I sat on the worn bench, the sky reflecting in my eyes that matched that very shade. Red hair was tied messily into a ponytail, and soft features graced my adolescent face. Birds chirped, and an immediate thought flew into my mind. The sound of nature is really just a bunch of animals desperate to get laid. My best friend's voice rang in my ear. The very thought was enough to elicit a small laugh. I smiled at the water, glancing at the silver fish beneath the sky's reflection. They delicately nipped at toes that rested in the coolness of the water. I had always loved the peace of the pond, how life here moved on and grew despite the events of the world. Children were playing at the playground, their shrill laughs sounding across the pond as they continued their game of tag. I came there often, for the area was of little distance from home. Therefore it was simple to walk to, and so it became a place where I would remain for long hours at a time.
"Hey."
My head whipped around to greet the sight of one of my best friend. Rapunzel's blonde hair was intricately braided, and draped across her left shoulder. Unlike myself, Rapunzel's features were sharper, and more defined. Her jade eyes flicked to me and I gave her a grin.
"Hey Punzy what're you doing here?"
"Eh, I thought I'd stop by. I figured you'd be down here."
"Stalker."
She jokingly hit arm,
"Hey I heard that! You ready for band today?"
"You know it! It's our second year, at least I won't trip this year."
Rapunzel let out a laugh, thinking back to the time I had oh so gracefully fallen onto my rear. The image of the red haired girl hitting the asphalt in a completely unsophisticated manner was enough to grace our features with a grin every time it was mentioned.
"Shush I won't trip. At least I didn't think a piccolo was a pickle-o that you could get on a sandwich."
"Hey that was one time! Besides I'm in the pit I can't know these sorts of things."
The two of us continued to chat excitedly about the topic, both of us were thrilled at the prospect of a new show to perform. At Southview High, the music program was elite, with a world class guard and an excellent band we were very good. After the passing of two members, the band was inspired to do a show that would inspire people. I had met Rapunzel at a field trip to a farm. She had been curious to see if the electric fence was on, and she proceeded to throw a blade of grass at it. When nothing happened she reached out until the tips of her fingers grazed it. Punzy's reaction was immediate, her arm jerked back as she stumbled backwards while letting out a yelp. The entire event occurred within three seconds. I was with her, along with Mulan, and eventually we all became close friends. We continued talking, and laughing.
"Hey you got your braces off!"
"Yeah right on time too, just before we start high school."
"Meh I still have mine. I can't wait to get rid of 'em."
After talking to one another, we eventually made their way to my house. A two story white colonial sat in a field of grass that should have been cut a few days ago, with green bushes and bright flowers that would soon require the weeds to be pulled from around their roots. A hyperactive dog dashed to the front, his dark fur glinting in the sun. It was obvious that he had been in the mud. His soft tongue hung from his mouth as he panted, his tail wagging rapidly as he greeted us.
"Hi Shiloh!" Rapunzel cooed at the black lab.
The dog excitedly danced around us, making the both of us laugh. When we walked in, the scent of lavender greeted our noses. A woman with ash brown hair stood at the counter, the slender fingers of a pianist flicked carelessly through the mail. She turned to look at the two of us.
"Hey sweetie. How are you?"
"Good, is it alright if Rapunzel stays here for a bit?"
"Yeah sure. Nice to see you Rapunzel."
"You too Mrs. Summers."
The soft tap of footsteps echoed as we walked up the wooden steps.
"I'm pretty sure she didn't realize I was gone." I mentioned.
"She probably did, but you do that often so it's not unusual." Rapunzel responded.
"Yeah probably."
The topic was dropped and for awhile we chatted, and messed around. The room was a lively caribbean blue. Clear shaded christmas lights decorated the edge of the ceiling, leaving an artful arrangement of shadows across the walls. Posters glinted in the light, and random clothe items were strewn carelessly across the floor. The furniture was a simple white along with the white carpet that was stained by multiple drinks that were spilled on it. Like many teenagers, we spent an abundant amount of time on Youtube to watch ridiculous videos, and chatted about different Youtubers that were dating at the time. I believe that we found videos and enjoyed honest trailers, and a peculiar video known as cows & cows & cows. Being musicians we eventually ended up playing with the instruments distributed around my room.
"I swear I will never figure out in the world you solve these." Rapunzel stated staring at the collection of rubik's cubes sitting on my desk.
Neither of us were sure why I started solving them. I wasn't very good at math, but somehow I had managed this.
"Eh they're not that difficult, all you have to know is some algorithms."
"Can I scramble one and you solve it?"
"Sure."
Rapunzel's fingers worked quickly in an attempt to scramble the cube in a way that would be difficult to solve. I knew that the more she did this, the easier it would be to solve. When my best friend handed me the scrambled cube she immediately knew it would be an easy solve. Teal eyes flicked over the colored surface, and quickly my fingers got to work to solve the puzzle that had frustrated many. Within thirty five seconds the cube was solved. Rapunzel grinned and shook her head.
"I swear I will never understand you. It looks like you mix it up after you figure something out but then it gets fixed and you solve it."
"Yeah but sometimes things to have to get messy to get solved."
I looked at the solved puzzle, and once again I scrambled it into a brightly colored mess.