A bright light looms in the center of the room. I moan from the sun-light against my face. I blink, shut my eyes, and blink again. I yawn, managing to keep both eyes open. What time is it? I pick my phone off my nightstand; it is 9:23 A.M., which means I have an hour before class starts. I put my phone down. I get out of bed realizing that I slept in my clothes from yesterday. That brings back memories of Hans and Kristoff. I am still crossed at him, but I know he had good intentions. After freshening up, I head to the kitchen and pour myself a bowl of fruit loops. I take my bowl to the living room to watch TV; the TV flicks on, showing a missing persons report. I really don't watch the news, but this is interesting. A female Caucasian teenager is missing, she was last seen yesterday, August 12, 2014.
The reports say she was walking home from a friend's house, but she never got home. Police found traces of her blood and foot prints leading down an ally, but the ally is a dead end. We will keep you updated, until next time I-."
I turn off the TV and put my bowl in the sink. I go back into my room and pick my phone off the stand. It is 9:50, might as well start walking now. I grab my bag and as I open the door I see Kristoff hovering over the door, ready to knock. He moves back quickly.

"Sorry," he says looking away. His honey blonde hair is dishevelled, his eyes have bags underneath them. Overall he looks like crap. I think he can read my mind. Because he says,

"I know." The way I treated him yesterday was horrible. I felt terrible seeing him like this.
"I forgive you, loser. But I'm still mad at you," I say. A smile spreads across his face, as he pulls me into a bear hug. We are like this for a few seconds before he puts me down.
"You won't be mad for long," he says while running towards his jeep. I giggle at his reaction. This is the Kristoff I came to love and enjoy. Kristoff is like a brother to me, we always have each other's backs no matter what. I guess I won't be walking anymore, as I follow him towards his jeep.
Inside the car, I greet Sven, who is texting away in the passenger side. He mutters something and goes back to texting. Normally I would be hurt by this, but I know that's just how he is. Sven is the anti-social one in our group, while Kristoff is the brave one and I'm the clumsy one.
We pull up towards the campus. We go our separate ways planning to meet up when classes are over. I am majoring in fine arts, while Kristoff and sven are majoring in animal studies. I am knocked out of my thoughts, when I hear oof and see a flash of blonde; I look down to see a girl on the floor.

"I'm so sorry," I say, grabbing her hand helping her off the ground.
"It's ok. I should've watched where I was going," she says while letting go of my hands to dust off her pants. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"No it's not. I really wasn't paying attention. If anyone is to blame, it's me," I say, still feeling guilty about what happened.
"I said it's fine," she says now looking at me. Holy shit, she's beautiful. She has piercing blue eyes; which remind me of the ocean, her pale skin is flawless, even though she a few light freckles on her face. I had a bunch of freckles on my face. I must be staring because she coughs, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Are you ok?" She asks.
"You're gorgeous, "I say. It takes me a second to realize what I just said. My face turns bright red almost matching my hair. She just giggles and says,
"Thank you, my name is Elsa. You?"
"Anna," I say smiling at her.
"Well, it was nice meeting you Anna, but I'm late for class," she says while beginning to walk away. I watch as she leaves, once she is gone it feels like a fog is cleared from my brain. Holy shit, I'm late for class: I run as fast as I can.

Kristoff P.O.V.

It is another one of those restless nights, it is like those blood sucking leeches can't go one day without killing someone. Sven and I get a report from the police radio that there is a disturbance at 87 street, which is a club. Perfect vampire hangout. Sven and I are now parked a fair distance from the club, but still able to see everything that's going on. We are now waiting for something to happen. The day turned out to be pretty good expect for this part. Anna has forgiven me and wasn't mad anymore when I brought her hot chocolate: she was practically beaming, as she took the hot chocolate. Her smile can brighten up a gloomy day. Anna is like the sister I always wanted. I liked her at first, but that quickly changed.
*crunch* the sound pulls me out of my reverie. I turn around and see Sven munching on Cheetos.
"What? I got hungry", Sven says. I just chuckle; I turn around just in time to see that douche with the side burns following some girl: Time for action.

Elsa P.O.V.
I really hate partying out late, but it is my friend's birthday. A cold breeze causes me to shiver, I begin to rub my shoulders. I know I should have brought my jacket. The street light down the street begins to flicker on and off. I feel myself becoming afraid. 'There's nothing to be afraid of', I think to myself. I should have caught a ride with a friend, but seeing as how they were all drunk that wasn't going to happen.

It happens so fast. I am pulled into an ally, I try screaming, but the person covers my mouth. I struggle to break free, but the person is too strong. The next thing I feel is a sharp pain in my neck. I scream in pain. The person continues drinking from me, my vision starts to get blurry. At this point I know I am going to die. I close my eyes waiting for the moment, but it never comes. My vision is disoriented, but I can see an outline of two guys and the guy that almost killed me fighting. I pass out from the loss of blood.

A/N: Thanks to my betareader ElsannaSnowQueen for editing it