Special
Chapter 1
\o/ Yay another chapter! I feel like I don't write enough...
But the next chapter will be bigger(ish)
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Elsa's POV
Today. My first day at Arendelle High.
I've never felt so anxious.
Thankfully, the bruises had mostly faded. The cuts were slow to heal, but they were concealed by my clothes.
The warm autumn sun glares down on me as I slowly walk up the newly shined steps of the school.
Too hot...
I enter the school at 11:30 to find an empty building. Strange. I find my way to the main office, trying to hide behind my earphones and my hair. This place seems so clean and bright. I find myself gazing into the room's intricate ceilings.
It's so disorientating.
"Are you Elsa?" comes a tired voice from behind a desk,"Elsa Bjorman?" I am shaken from my trance as a man in a very expensive suit sits up from from the desk.
I almost whisper out my answer, but I catch myself and prepare for all the explanations to come.
"Yes," I reply, hoping that he doesn't see through my facade of confidence.
"Excellent! I am Principal Reyes!" he says, shaking my hand. I try as hard as I can not to faint. "As a new student in Arendelle High, you are going to have to shadow someone."
"Shadow?" I hesitantly ask, still feeling uncomfortable with the contact.
"Ah, yes, shadow means that you will be paired with one of our students," he explains, "You will follow them around and they will show you all their classes, and generally introduce you to some of our school's programs!"
My mind slowly begins to freak out. Follow a person for a whole day? My eyes widen as my stupid head starts making up worst case scenarios.
What if they don't like me? What if I lose the person? What if...
Mr. Reyes chuckles. "Now, let's not worry about the shadow business just yet. First, we need you to take some placement tests. No pressure, we just need to see how far you are in your academics."
A bell suddenly rings out on the intercom. The sound of people laughing, talking, and walking fills the halls.
"Right this way, Ms. Bjorman," says Mr. Reyes, who somehow made it to the door without me realizing it, "The room for the tests is only a couple doors away." I nod and begin to follow him, trying in vain to hide behind the braid of my hair.
Please don't see me, please don't see me, please don't see me...
Anna's POV
*Ring! Ring! Ring!*
"-and don't forget the reading guide due tomorrow!" exclaims the school's worst English teacher, Mr. Ignacio, earning a groan from the students rushing to pack their bags.
God this english class sucks.
I pull my strawberry-blonde braids from the back of my bag as I haul it onto my shoulders.
As I leave the classroom, I'm suddenly swept away by my friends, who were all in the next classroom over, leaving me with the lectures and worksheets.
Another reason to hate my english class.
"Hey guys!" I exclaim as we start a walking pace toward the main office and the student commons.
"So how was Mr. Ignacio?" asks my best friend, Rapunzel. She was one of my closest friends. We had met years ago, way back in elementary school, when I had saved her from bullies on her first week, who were teasing her about having fake hair. Her hair was much longer then, huge locks of golden hair. Now, she cut it short, dying it brown.
"Ugh, boring, and WAY too much homework." I reply. We've had a reading guide a day for the past 2 weeks, on an ENGLISH textbook. How did they even make an english textbook without dying of boredom?
I take a seat in the commons, pulling out my bag lunch and gazing around the room. Despite being a freshman, I've already gotten pretty comfortable with the schedules and the layout of the school.
A small flash of electric blue captivates me.
Those eyes... I've never seen perfect blue eyes like those.
Those magnificent blue eyes contrasted with her pale white skin. She was definitely new to the school, dressed in a light blue T-shirt, with tight denim shorts and blue sneakers.
She followed behind Mr. Reyes, trying to hide her face with a silky platinum blonde braid.
As the two rounded the corner, those blue eyes flashed to mine, for a brief, heavenly moment.
"Earth to Anna! You ok in there?" joked Rapunzel. Blinking my eyes, I realize she was talking to me.
"Oh- yeah I'm perfectly fine!" I reply a bit too quickly. She raises her eye but says nothing. "So where's Flynn?" I ask casually. Flynn was Rapunzel's boyfriend, a sophomore. They had met over the Summer, the pair slowly warming up to each other after a rough introduction.
"Oh, he's just making up a quiz that he failed a couple days ago," she explains, "Something about chemistry." I drape my hands over my sides, reclining in my seat. Suddenly, my left hand is engulfed in a sloppy, wet tongue.
"Gah!" My left hand shoots up and I look down, to see a small dog, jumping up and down, wagging its tail.
Smiling, I kneel down and pet it. "Hey there Sven! I hope you don't mind while I find your owner and punch him in the gut!"
Then, Sven runs into the bushes, and leaps into the arms of a laughing Kristoff. He was just slightly older than me, with his blonde hair covered by a beanie. Tall, kinda goofy-looking, and with the maturity of a middle schooler.
"Anna, you should have SEEN the look on your face!" he's now dying with laughter, joined in by Rapunzel. Kristoff then does his best impression of my face, the two breaking down into more giggles. I blush furiously.
"Oh, shut up guys," I say, joining in with their laughing.
However, my mind is in a completely different place.
Who was that girl?
Elsa's POV
Following Mr. Reyes, I felt like the whole world was watching me. People were everywhere, talking to each other, walking to and fro.
My hands flew to the edge of my braid, pulling my hair in a vain attempt to hide my face.
I quickly take a glance around the student commons, my eyes flitting from one unfamiliar face to another.
Before we round the corner my eyes shift to see a girl sitting with a short haired brunette, the pair sitting at a table. But what captivates me are the eyes of this girl. Contrasting with strawberry blonde hair tied in 2 braids. So full of confidence. Staring right back at my eyes...
Wait. WHAT?
My eyes widened as she was hidden from view by the wall. Who was that?
Oh god, why was she staring...
I silently cursed myself as I entered the room, full of memorabilia and picture frames.
Time flew by while I took those tests. When I had finally finished the last problem, the school buses were driving away.
Damnit! Now I'll have to walk...
I hefted my bag, full of papers that I would have to convince my mother to sign. It's like the only time she acts remotely decent to me is when school is involved. Or with child services. Still, signing papers was a burden, and she hates taking on tasks, especially when they're from me.
As I neared my street, I saw a speck of red hair slowly going down the street.
No... It can't be!
I duck behind a lamp post, peeking out from behind my cover. There she was, walking down the street, her strawberry-blonde braids lightly bouncing. The girl from the student commons. The one who was staring at me.
For the first time, I get a good look at this girl. A dark sweater with green stripes, light blue jeans. I stare at those locks of hair when I spy a small streak of blonde, standing out in the sea of red.
Does she dye it?
I'm about to continue walking when I accidentally run into a locked bike, knocking it over. I hit the ground as I see the girl turn around to look, hoping that she doesn't walk over to see me with my face in the asphalt. After a few seconds, I watch her sneaker-clad feet continue walking down the street, and I breath a sigh of relief.
I quickly turn to take the side road into my street.
Anna's POV
"Dad! I'm home!" I tossed my backpack onto the couch of my dad's condo, grabbing the loose papers that flew from the rush of air. My dad was the one who stayed home and did the cooking.
"Hey, kiddo!" my dad's head popped out from the kitchen, "Mom just left for work." She works the late shift at a local hospital. They were both happily married for about 19 years now, with me and my brother Olaf. My dad was a tall guy, with a full head of dark blonde hair. My mom was pretty nice, but I rarely saw her in the afternoon. Olaf looks exactly like my dad when he was younger, except for his blue eyes, from my mom.
"Alright," I reply, pulling out my phone to browse tumblr. I spend nearly an hour on my phone, switching from the internet to the 20 games that I downloaded over the Summer.
"Hey Anna?" called my dad. The sounds of pots clanging together nearly drown his voice out.
"Yeah?"
"Have you seen the new neighbors on the next street over?" That was news to me. I always try to know everyone in the neighborhood, but I had no idea there was a house that was even for sale.
"New neighbors?"
"Yeah! They're from Canada I think! Widowed mother, with a daughter your age." My eyes widened.
Could it be that girl?
"You know what the daughter looks like by any chance?" I asked.
"Kinda' tall with blonde hair," he replied, sticking his head out the doorway, "Why?"
"Oh! Uh- nothing!" I stutter, and my dad just laughs.
"Sure Anna," he says with a glint in his eye, "Just try not to take it too fast."
I blushed at his implications. Thank god he wasn't against bisexuals.
God I have GOT to meet her...