Disclaimer: If I owned Frozen and Rise of the Guardians, I'd have made a crossover movie all about Jelsa, but there's no crossover movie, so… I don't own them.

"Elsa," a boy's voice cried, "Please don't leave me."

Elsa was in her castle, the ice giving off a dark red glow from the light of the setting sun.

The voice pleaded again. "No, please Elsa, you can't," he begged.

She looked around for the boy. "Where are you?" She asked.

"You have to remember," He sobbed, "I can't lose you again."

Then she turned and saw the mirror.

Its shiny ebony frame hung on the wall across from the balcony. The reflective glass was dark and as deep as a lake. She walked towards it, entranced by its beauty. As if it had a will of its own, her hand went up to touch the surface of the mirror, to see if it would ripple the way water does.

But just before her fingers grazed the surface, Elsa put her hand down. After all, if she touched it, it might freeze.

She stared deep into the mirror to find her reflection and slowly a shape began to appear. A pale face was growing in front of her.

The only thing her eyes could focus on was the pair of blue-gray eyes staring back at her.

She knew those eyes.

Her hands began to shake in the frosty air as they clenched into fists. She didn't notice the snow that was falling slowly around her.

"Elsa," yelled the boy, "Elsa, NO!"

It fell faster and faster, swirling around her like a hurricane, her eyes still locked on his, unwilling to part, until the wind's scream, the boy's scream, and Elsa's scream became one shriek that drilled through her ears, pounded through her skull and tore through her heart.


Elsa woke up with no memory of the dream.

Chapter 1

"Anna!" Elsa yelled through her bedroom door, "Get up! We're going to be late!"

"Isn't it… still the… weekend?" Anna mumbled.

Elsa laughed despite her frustration. "No, it's the first day of school. And you better not make me late!"

Anna accidentally rolled off her bed and let out a groan. "I'm up." Once her brain had finally absorbed what Elsa had said, her eyes shot open. "It's the first day of school!" she exclaimed.

Elsa knew her job was done and she headed downstairs to eat breakfast. She poured a bowl of Frosted Flakes for herself and a bowl of Lucky Charms for Anna.

Just in time to eat, Anna scrambled down the stairs and bounced into a kitchen chair.

"I can't believe it's the first day of school! Aren't you excited?"

Elsa yawned and handed her sister a spoon. "Not really."

The corners of Anna's smile slowly began to sink down. "Elsa, socializing is mandatory at this school," she said sternly. "Just look at the school handbook!"

Anna searched through her backpack until she found her handbook and shoved it at Elsa.

On the first page, after the table of contents someone had written in black marker: Socializing is enforced strictly and any student who does not talk to other students will be punished severely!

Elsa smirked. "Well this changes everything!" Anna's smile stared to grow again.

"This means I'll have a reason to bug you all day long!" Elsa added.

"Elsa!"

"Good morning, girls." Both siblings looked up at the stairs to see their adoptive mother descend. Her dark brown hair was frizzy and messy, and she was wearing a giant fluffy purple bathrobe.

"Good morning, Gerda," they chorused.

"Excited for your first day?" she asked.

Anna instantly launched into a detailed plan of what she wanted to happen today, while Elsa silently cleared her dishes from the table.

"–And that's what I want to do today!" Anna finished.

Gerda smiled. "That's nice, dear. What about you, Elsa?"

Elsa carefully placed the dishes in the sink while she thought about her answer.

"I'm looking forward to blending in," she said. "To being normal." For once.

Gerda glanced at the clock. "Oh goodness, look at the time! You're going to be late!"

Elsa ran upstairs to get dressed and Anna (who was so excited for the first day of school that she had gotten dressed immediately) went to brush her teeth.

Elsa came downstairs in a white t-shirt, a comfy navy sweater, and a pair of black jeans. Her hair was in a loose braided bun.

She stared in the mirror. "Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show." She said to herself. "I can do this."


Their new school was huge.

That word was too small to describe the vast number of crisscrossing hallways and classrooms hidden in plain sight that made up Arendale High school.

Elsa glared at the map the guidance counselor had given her. It was going to take all day to figure this out.

Her watch still said 7:30. She had 5 minutes to find her classroom before she was officially late.

She would ask Anna for help, but Anna had already made a new friend and gone to class. She looked up at a sign on the wall and cursed. She was in the wrong wing!

She held her book under her arm and dashed down the hallway, scanning room numbers. 304, 306, 308. She went around a corner. Almost there-

CRASH!

She slammed into something hard and her book and map went flying.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Elsa looked up and saw a brown haired kid sneering at her.

She assessed the damage. Her knee was bruised from hitting the floor, but it'd be okay. "Sorry."

"Whatever," He replied. "Just stay out of my way." He sauntered down the hall without another word.

Elsa stood up and brushed off her clothes. She picked up her book and map, found the right classroom, and entered just as the final bell rung.

I hope I never see that kid again, she thought.


AN: Hi! This is my first fanfiction!

I want to warn you guys that I'm probably not going to update as much as Courage (my partner).

Thanks for reading!

-Love