AN: So this is just the prologue and I am going to continue the story. NOTE: If you haven't seen (500) days of summer, a) go watch it. b) it's about this guy and this girl and the 500 days of them and it jumps around... so yeah. It's in modern day but I'll throw in some Frozen stuff too. Not a ton of Elsa or Hans stuff, mainly Kristoff/Anna. It has some language but it's T and the movies PG-13.

This is a story of boy meets girl.

The boy- Kristoff Bjorgman of Margate, New Jersey, grew up never truly believing he'd be happy until the day he met 'the one.' This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total misreading of the movie "The Graduate."

The girl- Anna Summers of Arendelle, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parent's marriage, she'd only loved two things. The first, was her long auburn hair, the second, was how easily she could cut it off and feel nothing.

Kristoff meets Anna on January eighth. He knows almost immediately: she is who he's been searching for.

This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know up front, this is not a love story.

DAY 290

Olaf was biking, biking quickly, as fast as he could to get to his brother. Sven had called him for help when he, well, had a major freak out about Anna.

So he had to get there fast- before Kristoff did anything stupid. Because being a younger brother was important. Even though he was young, he had to be there for Kristoff.

Olaf finally arrived at the apartments, locked his bike against the gate in, and buzzed up to be let in.

Sven opened the door.

"I didn't no who else to call." Olaf nodded, barging his way through. "It's Amanda Heller all over again."

"You did the right thing." Olaf paused looking around for his brother. "Now where is he?"

A sharp clashing sound informed Olaf of his whereabouts. He shot his head to the other side of the room, to see none other than Kristoff smashing nice, ceramic plates against the table.

He looked unemotional, to say the least. He would simply pick one plate up, take it around, and *smash*.

"Kristoff?" Olaf hesitated. Kristoff was about to smash another plate but instead he held it right next to his face and looked to his left.

"Olaf?" he asked, confused. "What are you doing here?" Kristoff's hair was a mess, his outfit had stains on it, and lord did he smell bad. Olaf knew he had a lot to take care of.

"I'm here to help you." Olaf consoled.

"Help me how?" Kristoff was being stubborn, but Olaf knew that it was time for Kristoff to get over Anna Summers.

"First- put down the plate.

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The three sat in a circle- Olaf and Sven on chairs with Kristoff on the floor.

"Try this." Olaf handed Kristoff a glass of something, being wary that he might smash it again.

Kristoff slugged the entire thing without thinking about it. Hell, it could've been the pee of a homeless guy off the street and he still would've drunk it. Kristoff didn't care.

"Wh-what's that?" Sven asked.

"Vodka." Sven shrugged. It was a good idea.

"Hey, Olaf, does Mom know that you're here, cause it's probably past ten." Kristoff slurred. He had probably had more to drink than just that small glass of vodka.

"Don't worry about it. Just- start from the beginning and tell us what happened."

Kristoff took a deep breath in.

"Things were going so well." He remembered their walks, the IKEA trip, the kisses, Ringo Starr.

"Then what?" Olaf asked, politely, as Kristoff had seemed to drift off into thoughts of Anna.

"She just- out of no where! She just says, as we're eating dinner- 'I think we should stop seeing each other.' And she said it really fast, with her eyes wide open, and then she just stared at me." Kristoff winced.

"Just like that?" Olaf pondered.

"Just like that."

"Did she say why?" Sven asked.

"Yeah. Well, kind of."

*Flashback*

Anna looked at him. "I mean, this thing," she said, this thing, as if their relationship was just an object. "What are we doing? I mean, is this normal?"

Kristoff shook his head slowly, as he was utterly confused. "Normal? I don't- I dunno, I don't care, I'm-I'm happy. Aren't you happy?"

"You're happy?"

"You're not?"

"Well all we do is argue!"

Kristoff got louder. "That is bullshit."

*Flashback end*

"You know, maybe she was just in a bad mood," Olaf suggested.

"Maybe a hormonal thing?" Sven suggested.

"PMS?" Olaf said to Sven more than Kristoff. Kristoff began to worry about his little brother- PMS?

"What do you know about PMS?"

Olaf looked Kristoff in the eye, raised his eyebrows, and said, "More than you do."

The two stared at each other, Kristoff in awe, Olaf just staring.

"Ok, just continue the story." Sven wanted this awkward silence gone.

*Flashback*

Anna shrugged. "This can't come as a total surprise, I mean we've been like Sid and Nancy for months now."

"Anna." Kristoff put both of his hands on the table and leaned in. "Sid stabs Nancy. 7 times, with a kitchen knife. I- I mean we've had some-some disagreements, but I hardly think I'm Sid vicious."

Anna shook her head. "No. I'm Sid."

The waitress delivered their food.
Ignoring what had just happened, Anna suggested that they "eat and talk about it later."

"Mm, that is good," she said, eating her pancakes. "I'm really glad we did this."

Kristoff was still staring in awe at the table. What the hell had just happened?

"I really love these pancakes," Anna said, as if nothing just happened.

She looked at him, looking at her, in utter disgust.
"What?" She asked.

Kristoff had had enough. He slid droopily out of the booth and started walking away.

"Kristoff! Don't go!" Anna pleaded for him. She turned around. And what she said next was what pushed his last buttons. "You're still my best friend!"

*Flashback end*

"Jesus," Sven said.

"You've broken up with girls before."

Kristoff nodded. "Yes."

"And..." Olaf paused. "Girls have broken up with you before!"

"This one's different." Kristoff sighed. This young boy would never understand.

"Why?" Olaf questioned.

"Cause- it's Anna. Anna Summers."

"So, you- you'll meet somebody new. Point is- you're the best guy I know so get over her. I think it's kind like what they say- There's plenty of other fish in the sea."

"No." Kristoff said, his head buried in his arms.

"They-they say that." Sven was confused.

"Well, they're lying." Kristoff slurred. After a pause, and a worried look from his brother and best friend, he realized what he had to do. "I don't want to get over her. I want to get her back."

AN: Well, next Day is Day 1. Hope you enjoyed, hope to have update up by Friday! REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or 500 days of summer.