Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen, nor any of its characters. I also do not own the cover. This fanfic was written for fun and nothing more.

"It's time to begin, isn't it?

I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit

I'm just the same as I was"

It's Time -Imagine Dragons

So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames.

You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain.

I groaned at the sound of that annoying catchy song. I moved my hand under my pillow to turn it off, but I couldn't find my phone. Then it hit me that I left it on the other side of the room last night so I wouldn't fall victim to my laziness. Damn you Anna of the past. I opened my eyes and immediately slide the covers over my head to shield myself from the bright light. The damn song was still playing. I better get it before my mother or my sister barged in on me.

But my bed was so warm and comfortable. I couldn't just leave it. But I must.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and let them adjust. I was such a wuss when it came to that, it wasn't even that bright in here. It was pretty dark and the curtains were keeping that yellow enemy away from me. Once that ache behind my eyes subsided, I yawned loudly and proudly.

I started walking over to my phone and tripped into a pile of dirty clothes and candy wrappers. I sighed. The struggle. I got up and checked myself for any cuts, but thankfully there was none. Then I went and turned the alarm off. I checked the time and it was 7:03 am. Still too early. When I go to college, classes will be at 10.

I scratched my unruly mane and looked around the garbage dump I dared call my room. I shrugged. I'll clean it when I get home from school, when I have free time. But then again, that's what I said yesterday, and the day before that, and last week, and the week before that, and the month before that... I'm so lazy. Good thing my mom hasn't been up here in forever. That was some drama I didn't need.

"Anna!", I heard my sister's voice on the other side of my door. "Are you up yet? I don't want to be late."

"Yeah, I'm up.", I replied. Then the door opened and my sister came in. She must have been up for the past hour or something. She had on that freaking gray Lion King shirt she didn't stop whining about until she got it and black skinny jeans. The only thing out of place was her messy red hair. But at least she didn't the horrid bed hair I had.

She scoff and stared at me in disbelief. "Did you barely get up?", Always with the obvious questions.

"No.", I lied and she smiled wickedly.

"Oh Mom-", I quickly rushed forward and covered her mouth.

"Don't you dare!", I whispered into her ear and shut the door to my room.

"Why not? It's funny when you get in trouble.", She giggled. "Give a reason why I shouldn't call Mom up to see you barely getting ready and your room still a mess."

"Because I'm your big sister who you love and respect too much?", I said barely containing my smile and she laughed.

"Yeah right.", She chuckled.

"And because you don't want Mom to know about that guy 'friend' you had last year.", Her eyes widen and she turned red. Got ya.

"You suck.", She said and stuck out her tongue. "Let's just keep quiet alright?"

"Alright.", I agreed. "So why are you here?", I asked.

"Oh, I came to borrow your straightener.", She said and pointed to her red messy hair.

"What happened to yours?", I narrowed my eyes and she rolled hers.

"I may or may not have broken it.", She said her teal eyes not meeting mine.

"Okay little Alice. If you can find it in this mess, then you can borrow it.", I said to her and her jaw dropped at the thought of having to search for it in this mess. "Good luck!", I said as I left the room to shower before she could protest.

Once I was in the bathroom, I turned on the hot water and began stripping of my green shorts and white tank top. After making sure the water was right I got in. Even on summers, I loved taking hot showers. I massaged my scalp as the warm water ran down my body. The water felt so good. I could stay in here all day if they let be. Knock knock knock.

"What?", I called as I shampooed my hair.

"Anna I'm coming in.", Alice said on the other side.

"Alright.", I said as I started rinsing my hair of the soap. Alice and I didn't really care if one of us came while one of us was in the shower, just so long as the other knocked first before doing so. That was the important unspoken rule. We've had enough embarrassing encounters to last a life time.

Alice came in and began brushing her teeth. I could hear her. I was now conditioning my hair. Then the water started turning cold. They must have used up the hot water while I was asleep. But then it got colder. Too cold!

It was then that I realized what was happening. "Alice!"

"Sorry, I forgot.", Alice said laughing. She turned the hot water from the sink off and the water on my end got warm again. I highly doubted she forgot again, but I wasn't in the mood to question her. She was so annoying sometimes. Especially when she does it on purpose.

"Okay, I'm leaving.", Alice said as I heard her shut the door. When I was done showering, I peeked out the curtain just to make sure. When I saw the coast was clear, I got out, wrapped a towel around myself and rushed to my room.

Once in the safety of my room, I locked the door and threw the towel down. I got my clothes and put them on. They consisted of a green blouse, jeans, and black converse. I quickly grabbed my blow dryer and turned it on. Thankfully, it didn't take too long.

I brushed my hair and then debated whether or not, I should leave it down or put it up. Decisions decisions. After two painfully long minutes, I decided to leave it down today. I grabbed my backpack and made sure I had my binder, paper, mechanical pencils in there. I didn't want to be that loser in school who comes unprepared and then bugs others to for stuff. It gets annoying sometimes. Especially when it's the same person over and over again.

I checked my phone for the time and saw that it was now 7:32 am. Whoa, that's a new record for getting ready. I looked in the mirror one last time before I headed downstairs.

Alice was on the table eating a pop tart while my mom was on the table drinking coffee. My mom had her brown hair in a bun in the back of her head, and she was already dressed in her professional outfit, ready to go. It's moments like these that makes me guilty for sleeping in.

"Good morning Mom!", I said brightly as I hugged her.

"Morning sweet heart.", She said. "Want me to drive you?", She asked.

"Um...", I thought about it. "What do you think Alice?"

"I would be nice if she took us to school.", She said in between bites. "At least for today until I can trust Anna behind the wheel.", She added with a smirk on her face.

"Well aren't you a smartass.", I said.

"Seriously Anna, don't talk to your sister like that!", My mom said. "When did it become acceptable in society to use rude language?"

"You know what Mom? You're right, I promise not to talk like that in front of little Alice again.", I said smirking at Alice.

"I'm fifteen.", Alice grunted.

"Yes, fifteen miserable years of my life that I'll never get back.", I added.

"You're the one to talk.", She said with a smile that reached her eyes. "I've had to deal with you my whole life."

"Alright girls, that's enough.", Mom said. "Let's get going or we will all be late.

Arendelle South High School. That was the name of our new school. Well, new to us. Alice and I just moved here to Arendelle at the beginning of the summer. It looked like a nice school. It was three stories high. I've never gone to school that had stairs inside. Wonder if anyone's ever fallen. If not, then I sure hope I won't be the first. Did I mention I'm clumsy? Gravity has it out for me, I swear.

My sister and I were in the office waiting to get our schedules. We were supposed to get them last week, but we were 'busy'. Yeah, let's go with that. My mom was at work. Alice was busy with a horror movie marathon. I was with her at first, but then it got too gory for my taste. I like a good serial killer movie as much as the next person, but someone needs to tell the directors that blood and guts doesn't equal scary, it just disgusts me. Because of that, I left and Alice wouldn't stop calling me chicken. That little bitch. I spent the remainder of the day finishing My Sister's Keeper. The ending was even more sad than the one in the movie.

"Anna and Alice Anderson, Mrs. Parker will see you now.", The lady behind the computer called. I nodded and got up. Alice followed in suite. The door to Mrs. Parker's office was opened.

"Come in.", A kind voice called from behind. I took a deep breath and entered. The first thing I noticed was that the walls were covered in papers. They ranged from academic posters, to important looking ones. Her desk was nice, but looked messy as well. I couldn't blame her. I heard that the first two weeks of school are the hardest for the school. "Please take a seat.", She said. Alice and I sat next to each other in front of her.

Mrs. Parker looked kind of young for her job. She looked about maybe twenty-five. Her black hair was down with curled ends. Her brown eyes had a warm look to them. She looked pretty, but at the same time professional and relaxed. That's a combination you don't see quiet often. She was dressed in a gray that made her tan skin stand out. She had two folders in front her.

"Let's get to business shall we?", She said smiling. "First off, welcome to Arendelle. And welcome to Arendelle South High School."

"Thank you.", I said and nudged Alice to do the same.

"I'm sure you want to get to class already, so I'll be brief.", She clapped her hands together. "So everything is in order and they're nothing to worry about.", With that, she handed me my schedule. And then she handed Alice hers.

"If there's anything out of the ordinary, please let me know.", Mrs. Parker paused. "If not, then enjoy your first day of school."

"Thank you.", I said as we left her office. "We'll be sure to let you know."

After we exited, we were in the hallway filled with students. It was kind of wild, but in an exciting kind of way.

"You ready little Freshy", I asked Alice.

"Seriously Anna!", She exclaimed. "I'm a sophomore now."

"Okay, okay.", I said. "I suppose the seniors can't eat you alive."

"You kidding me. More like that they're going to eat you new girl.", She giggled. "You're gonna be surrounded by them Senior Citizen."

"Senior Citizen?", I asked. "How original.", I laughed. The bell then ranged and everybody started rushing around. It is wasn't wild before, it was now.

I looked at my schedule to find that I had AP Literature first period. Alice had Art II. I took out my map of the school. If I was reading it correctly, then I had it on the third floor. Alice had hers on the second floor.

With that, we started walking up the stairs. "Hey Anna?"

"Yeah?", I asked at her sudden seriousness.

"If by any chance, I don't have anyone to sit with at lunch, can I sit with you?", She asked not looking at me.

"I'm sure you'll make friends you little social freak.", I chuckled. "But sure, if that happens, you can sit with me."

"Cool, thanks sis.", She said as she left to her classroom. I smiled after her. Alice was so annoying and bitchy at times, but at other times, she was she so cute and little.

I snapped out of it, I headed up the stairs. I was getting tired as I walked up. When I was up, I realized I didn't know the room number. I sighed and speed walked, or should I say ran, as I searched my backpack for my schedule.

And because I'm idiot, I freaking ran someone over. I landed on top, so I didn't get hurt. Hopefully the person I ran over didn't get hurt, but that's a long run. I opened my eyes and all I see is the number 19. I saw that it was a navy blue color and it was sewed into the girl's black shirt. I wanted to touch it, but that would be very inappropriate considering it was on her left breast. I blushed when I came to senses and got up.

"I'm so sorry.", I quickly apologized and held out my hand to help her up. That's when I got a good look at her. She had a long sleeve black shirt and black jeans and blue converse. White gloves covering her hands, which was weird because it's freaking hot outside. Her hair was a pale blonde, almost white and it was done in a pun in the back of her head. She was also really pale as well, like she hadn't gone outside her whole life. Considering her coloring, I was going to assume that her eyes might be blue. I couldn't see them as she was wearing black shades. She was actually very pretty. I almost wanted to take her shades so I could see her whole face, but I fought that urge.

She sat up and frowned when she saw my hand next to her face. She pushed herself away from me with her legs and then pushed herself off the ground without using her hands. Someone does their workouts, I thought to myself. She didn't even look in my direction when she picked up her dark blue backpack and walked away without another word around the corner. I didn't need to be a mind reader to know that she already disliked me and school hasn't even officially started yet.

"Just my luck.", I mumbled as I looked for my classroom. When I found it, I took a deep breath before walking in. It was a rather small class. It looked about twenty students, me including. Despite this, all the seats were filled. There was one in the back unoccupied. And it was right next to...Are you shitting me?!

That rude platinum blonde from earlier sitting there with a bored expression. If she noticed me, she gave no sign of it. She was staring into the wall next to her with her earphones on. I reluctantly sat next to her. Then the final bell rang and the teacher got up and introduced himself. Then he made everyone stand up and introduced themselves to the class. Everyone seemed at ease here, and it was contagious because I wasn't nervous when I was up.

"My name is Anna Anderson.", I smiled and then sat back down. Then it was the blonde's turn. But she didn't get up.

"Um Miss? Your turn", The teacher said to her and she got up. "Please take those off dearie, we're in class.", He said nicely. The girl sighed and took off earphones. I could hear a faint drum beat, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She then hesitantly brought her hands up to her face and removed her shades.

I half-expected her to have a black eye or something of the sort, but she didn't. She looked completely normal. Well, as normal as her pretty face could be. She had faint light freckled on top of her nose and on those cheekbones of hers. Her eye make up made her eyes stand out. They were a rich bright blue. It suited her very well. Why did she hide them? She looks great. Apparently I wasn't the only who thought so. In the corner of my eye, I saw that she had everyone's attention.

"My name is Elsa Macbeth.", She said with the voice of an angel and sat back down. The teacher nodded and then started passing out packets of paper. Everyone's eyes were still on Elsa. Slowly everyone started minding their own business. Seems to me like it's rare for this girl to talk.

"Alright everyone, I didn't make enough copies, so you'll all have to share with the person sitting next to you.", He said.

This day just keeps getting better and better, I thought as he handed the packet to Elsa. I half-expected Elsa to be a selfish bitch and hog it, but she just handed it to me and brought her head down on the desk, facing away from me. This was the most awkward moment of my life. And that's really saying something. I poked her shoulder and she didn't move.

If she doesn't want to work with me, then so be it. I began reading the packet, which was a boring information on The Scarlet Letter. It ranged from themes, to plot twist, to huge freaking spoilers. There goes my reader surprise.

After forever, the bell rang and we were dismissed. The blonde was the first one out. As I was going out, someone poked my shoulder. I turned to find that huge blond guy from class. I forgot his name though.

"Hi.", He said cheerfully. "I'm Kristopher Bjorgman. But I go by Kristoff.", He held out his hand.

I took it. "I'm Anna Anderson. And I go by Anna.", I chuckled.

"You're not from around here, are you?", He asked.

"Guilty as charged.", I answered. "Are you a native here?"

"Yep, born and raise here.", He said proudly. "What do you have next?"

"I believe I have Government.", I answered.

"In room 415?", He asked and I saw hope in his eyes.

I looked at my paper. "That's the one."

"Cool.", He said. "Want to walk together?"

"I'll love to.", I smiled. We kept talking as we walked there. Kristoff was a very nice guy. Which was awesome, because so far, all the men in life have been complete assholes. Government class was lame but at the same time interesting.

Lunch came, and I was with Kristoff getting lunch. All I got were two sandwiches and a red powerade. The cafeteria was crowded, but thankfully Kristoff's friends had a table already saved. From the looks of it there were two people. We sat in front of them.

"Anyway, Anna. This is my best pal Steve Rogers aka Captain America.", He nudged the boy in front of him. He was tall and skinny with shaggy brown hair. He was wearing a blue shirt with the Captain America shield in the middle and had on hipster looking glasses. I laughed when he rolled his eyes at Kristoff.

"He's been telling that one since we were in kindergarten. Thought I was his hero.", Steve laughed. "Nice to meet you Anna." He held out his hand and I took it.

"Steve and I go way back.", Kristoff said happily. "We call him Sven every now and then, but Captain America sounds cooler."

"And Anna this is Marshall Snow.", He gestured to the girl next to Steve. She had her black hair in a pony tail, her bangs leaning toward the left. She was wearing a lot of black eye liner that made her gray eyes stand out. Her gray eyes were inspecting me, looking I guess to see if I was worth her trouble. It was kind of intense, but then she just shrugged and smiled brightly.

"Nice to meet you.", She held out her hand and I shook it. "It'll be nice to have another girl to talk to instead of these two pigs here.", Her eyes motioned to Kristoff and Steve.

"Hey!", They said simultaneously. Marshall and I laughed.

Then in the corner of my eye I saw saw dark red hair. I looked and saw Alice laughing with a group of girls who looked about maybe her age. We made eye contact and smiled. I think I'm gonna like this school.

I think I spoke too soon because then I saw her walking in. Shades on, book in hand, and earphones on. She took a seat in the empty table in the corner by herself. She must have sensed eyes on her, because her head shot to my direction with a frown on her face. And I quickly looked away and moved myself to that Marshall's head would block my view of her and her view of me. What's her deal?

A/N: To continue or to not continue. That is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to take on a responsibility on top of many others, or to delete the mistake before it should take flight. And by deleting, end it.