Author's Note: Welcome to my first ever story on this site! I thought I'd just clear a few things up before I begin. For starters, this high school uses the New Zealand School system since that's the system I know best. So if you have any questions feel free to flick me a message or ask in the comments. I have a pretty solid plan for what's going to happen, but if you have any suggestions or requests for something you want in the story, I could bend the plan a little if I like it enough. Only some of the various plotlines are based off the original movies, and some are different plots that I came up with.
Anyway, I think that's all I've got to clear up. If I remember anything else I'll just tack another author's note onto the next chapter. I hope you enjoy the story!
Elsa fiddled with the hem of her skirt as the car pulled up outside the quaint school building. The town her family had just moved to was small, though it did have the right components to qualify as a proper on the map town, not just a place to stop off for gas during a road trip. The town basically revolved around its schools, as it had a joint primary and intermediate, a high school, and a university. Though all four were also rather small they did take up a large portion of the town, and Elsa was about to become part of it.
As soon as the car came to a stop her sister Anna leapt out the door. Anna was more excited than Elsa could ever imagine. She had a can-do attitude, and at their last school, she did everything she possibly could and somehow still had the energy to spare. This year didn't seem like it would be any different.
"Thanks, mum!" she trilled as she slammed the car door, making the whole vehicle shake.
Their mother shook her head and turned to Elsa, offering her an encouraging smile.
"You're going to be fine Elsa, you'll have new friends before you know it," she tried to reassure her daughter, but it seemed to go through one ear and out the other.
"I'm sure," Elsa said half-heartedly and stepped out onto the street.
Their mother gave them a wave and an encouraging toot of the horn, then disappeared into the traffic. Elsa could feel her hands shaking, and she gripped onto her bag to try and stop them. But now her face was red, and she just wanted to curl into a ball and hide. Suddenly she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, and she jumped.
"Earth to Elsa? Is anyone in there?" it was Anna, "We do have to go in, you know?"
Elsa nodded, "Of course I do. I was just-"
"Great! Then let's go," Anna practically dragged her onto the grounds, and Elsa could only imagine how that looked to the other students.
As Anna led her through the crowds to get to the main building, Elsa took notice of her surroundings. The school itself seemed nice enough. It was a red brick building with bits of white here and there, with a few modern looking add-ons dotted around the place. There was a single stone path that wound through the grass leading to the various entrances and exits, and it diverted around the back of the school to what Elsa could only imagine was a gym of some kind.
The place was packed with more students than she had expected, as she thought that a small town equalled a small population. Some were wandering around aimlessly, looking as lost as she was. Though they had an excuse – they looked like year 9s. The older students looked like they were all catching up with friends and sharing stories about their holidays. None of them seemed to take notice of her and Anna, but she supposed that was a good thing.
"I wonder where the office is…" Anna wondered, finally letting go of Elsa's arm.
After glancing around the grounds, Anna decided that going inside would be a good place to start. Not bothering to grab Elsa this time, she went bounding off in the direction of the main building. Elsa hurried after her, not wanting to lose the only person she knew in the crowds. Just before reaching the main entrance, she saw Anna colliding into another girl and their squeals were audible from a distance.
The girl Anna had crashed into was a red head like her, only hers was more vibrant. Elsa wondered if she had dyed it… it certainly didn't look natural. She rushed over to her sister to help her, but the two girls seemed to be laughing now.
"Oh my god I am so sorry," Anna apologised, putting emphasis on the 'so'.
"No worries," said the other red head, offering her hand to help Anna up.
When Elsa finally caught up with them, Anna was brushing herself off. Elsa glanced over to the other girl, and at first, she was surprised to see what she was wearing. She had a pair of short denim shorts on and a purple crop top patterned with sea shells, something that never would've been allowed at their old school. Her bright red hair was left loose and thick, though it looked slightly damp.
"Ariel are you ok?" another girl's voice called, and yet another ginger came to join them – though her hair colour looked more natural. She was followed by a darker girl, and a girl with impossibly long hair – it went down to her ankles.
"Yeah, fine," the girl – Ariel – said, "This is… uh, what's you name sorry?"
"I'm Anna and this is my sister Elsa," she gestured towards her sister, and Elsa gave a small wave.
"Oh cool! I've always liked that name," she smiled, and Elsa wasn't sure if she was talking about Anna or her.
Ariel went to talk to the other girls, though Elsa didn't pick up their names. She soon returned to Anna, as the other conversation didn't go for very long.
"Are you guys new? I haven't seen you around," Ariel asked, hand on her hip.
"Yup! We just moved here. Actually, do you know where the office is? We kinda need to get our timetables," Anna told her.
"I could show you if you like," Ariel offered, and Anna took her up on her offer.
Elsa and Anna started to follow Ariel to the office, though Elsa could see that Anna was the favourite of the two. The three other girls came with them, and Elsa soon learnt their names through Anna and Ariel's conversation. The third ginger was Giselle, the darker girl was Tiana, and the long haired girl was Rapunzel. All four of them looked about Anna's age, so she guessed that Anna had already found her new group of friends despite that they hadn't even been there for ten minutes.
They soon arrived at a small window in one of the hallways. There was an older looking woman sitting at a desk behind the window, and small sign labelled 'Office' sat in front of her.
"Well, here we are," Ariel announced.
"Do we just go up and ask?" asked Anna, who for the first time that day looked unsure.
Ariel nodded and told them the ropes of how to deal with the always cranky office lady. The rules were simple, be as quick as possible and as polite as possible. Take up too much time and you were bound to be yelled at. After the quick explanation Ariel left with her friends, telling Anna not to be a stranger and talk to them at any time.
They went up at the same time, and the office lady already looked impatient with them.
"Can I help you?" her voice was scratchy and unpleasant, and Elsa cringed slightly.
"We were just wondering if we could get our timetables," Anna asked.
"What year?" now her voice was monotone – they probably weren't the first new students that had asked her for a timetable.
"Year 11," Anna chirped.
"Year 13," said Elsa.
The lady pulled out two maps of the school and shoved them both in their direction.
"You to the year 11 dean, you to the year 13 dean. They're marked on the map," she explained, then went back to whatever she was doing on her computer.
Anna shrugged and they both went away from the window, checking their maps as they did so. Anna smiled as she looked at hers.
"Hey! It's right around the corner," she told her, "You?"
"Top floor."
"Huh. Ok, well I'll see you at the library after school!" Anna bounced off around the corner, leaving Elsa to navigate the school on her own. With a sigh, Elsa started her search.
By the time she reached the dean's office the bell had already rung, so Elsa wanted to get her time table and go as quickly as possible. She knocked on the door and waited for it to open. It opened to a middle-aged woman with messy blonde hair pulled up into a bun.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" she asked.
"Uh… I came to get my timetable."
"Oh, ok then," she looked bored, "Name?"
"Elsa Sylte."
The woman disappeared into her office for a while. Elsa leant against the wall, nervous about being late to class. She pulled out her phone to check the time, and she was already ten minutes late. The woman reappeared with a slip of paper and handed it to Elsa.
"Anything else?"
"No thank you," Elsa said, and she slammed the door in her face.
Surprised by the dean's rudeness, Elsa looked down to check her timetable. The first class she had was art history, and after checking her map to find out where the class was, she discovered it was on the other side of the school. With a sigh, Elsa shoved the timetable in her bag and started her trek towards her first class
