My heavy eyelids open to the harsh light of my lamp left on from last night's late night study session. I lay in bed contemplating actually getting up to study a little more, or staying wrapped in my warm down comforter for a few more minutes. After a couple seconds of debate, academics weighs out and I get up out of bed to get ready for the long day of school I know is waiting for me. Ever since my sister, Anna, and I moved into my uncle's house I have had to get used to the giant mansion we now live in and all of the extravagant detailing in each of the rooms. Because my aunt is an interior decorator, she specially designed each of our rooms to match our personalities. Anna's having bright colors and flowers on the walls and furniture while mine is mostly blue and covered in snowflakes because of my favorite season.

Being the oldest, I got to have my own bathroom, which is nice because I don't have to wait for my beauty queen cousin and sister. Anyone with a sibling knows it's a difficult schedule to follow as well as an unpredictable one. Grateful for not having to be on anyone's agenda but my own, I quickly brush through my hair, brush my teeth, and start to put on my make-up. I don't wear as much as Anna, but I do wear enough to shield people's eyes from underneath the mask of concealer and eyeliner. Next is clothes and I decide to be simple with black skinny jeans and dark blue flannel and put my blonde hair up in a messy bun. These days I don't go for stunning, just presentable since next year I'll be gone anyways and won't see any of these people again. I put on my brown combat boots and start towards the main staircase, grabbing my backpack on the way out of my room. Just as I'm opening the door into the garage I hear a light voice stopping me in my tracks.

"Elsa, dear, aren't you going to join us for breakfast? Tiana made something special," My aunt asks with a light smile on her face. It's hard to say no to her when she looks so much like my father. Instead of saying anything, I just follow her back into the informal dining room where the rest of my family awaits. I take a seat between Anna, who is talking quietly with Rapunzel about who knows what, and my uncle, silently reading the newspaper and looking completely unfazed by my arrival. "So, Elsa. Late study night was it?"

I turn towards my aunt and put on a small smile, which has become routine every time I talk to her. "Yeah, I've got a big test in Pre-Calculus I had to study for." She smiles in response probably not wanting to push me any further. I can tell that she would like me to open up more to her as if she were my own mother, since Rapunzel hasn't for years and Anna is pretty much an open book with anyone she meets. I'm sure it's awkward for her, just like it is for me since my sister and I remind her a lot of my parents. Especially between Anna and my dad. "Um, I've been meaning to tell you guys that I kind of signed up to stay late for work on Friday and Saturday."

My uncle puts down his paper and lowers his reading glasses to the very end of his nose. "I don't see how that would be a problem, as long as you check in with us when you leave. How long will you be staying?" He asks pushing his glasses back up and going back to today's paper.

"Well since I usually get off at nine, I will probably get home at around midnight." I move my eggs around with my fork as I answer his question. I'm not very hungry this morning, but I don't want to offend Tiana so I've been eating as much as I can. Tiana is from New Orleans and my aunt and uncle's, not really chef, but more like they're giving her cooking experience while trying to fulfill her dream of owning her own restaurant. I haven't talked to her much since I've lived here, but she seems nice enough not to offend.

"Elsa, I told you that I wanted you to come hang out with us this weekend. All you do is go to school, go to work, and hide out in your room," Rapunzel complains, apparently listening to the conversation between me and her parents. It's true, she did invite me out with her and Anna and most likely her other group of friends.

"And I have told you a million times to just leave me out of your plans, I'm fine with being alone; it doesn't bother me. I don't know why you try so hard," I hadn't noticed that I was now standing.

"Sweetheart, it's because she cares about you and wants you to be happy," My aunt answers for her daughter. I sling my backpack over my shoulder and walk back to the entrance to the garage without saying another word. I know I'm being childish, and it shouldn't offend me, but I still don't understand their motivation for pushing me into things I don't want to do. I'm just not the person they want me to be and I can't change into her like I'm sure they wish I would.

I arrive at school a little bit earlier than I usually do so I decide to go inside and study one more time before class starts. Getting out of the car, I see my sister and cousin's group of friends huddled in a circle in front of a brand new, dark blue Toyota Camry. Huh, I've never seen that car in the parking lot before, but with all of these spoiled doctor's kids, it makes sense that there would be some brand new cars for the people just getting their license. Still, it's weird that those particular people are standing around it.

I try to walk past them quickly and without their notice, but a girl with similar hair color to mine turns around and starts talking to me. "Hi, Elsa! Did you drive Anna and Rapunzel today? Looks like you haven't. Do you know when they'll get here?" My eyes widen at her fast talking and my brain can't fully comprehend her words until someone else in the group stops her.

"Alice, you're gonna give her a brain aneurysm. Slow down!" Merida, a transfer student from Scotland, says to Alice, who is now looking down at her shoes with both hands behind her back. "Sorry about that, you know how freshman are." She gives me a small smile and rejoins her group with Alice, leaving me to go back to my original plan.

It isn't a long distance from the parking lot to the school so it isn't more than a couple minutes to get to the front doors. Inside there are a lot of people talking and laughing, looking way more cheerful than I ever am this early in the morning. It's too noisy in here to study, maybe I should go to an empty class room where I won't be bothered. Mr. King's room might be my best bet, since he likes the quite, too. I walk towards the left hallway and turn right at the next one, where Mr. King's class is and knock on the door before entering.

"Ah, well if it isn't my favorite student Miss. Queen. Please, come in!" He greets as he opens the door and gestures for me to go inside. He jokes about me being his favorite student all the time, and he is mine, but I think it's mainly because I'm the only one who actually pays attention. I take a seat in one of the middle rows and take out my math book and key terms list. Mr. King goes back to his desk, to grade assignments.

OK, Elsa, focus. Absolute convergence describes a series that converges when all terms are replaced by their absolute values. Yes! OK, next one. Absolute maximum is the highest point over the entire domain of a function or relation. I keep doing this until I lose tract of time and the bell rings signaling the start of school. Luckily, this is my first period so all I have to do is put my math things away. As I'm taking my English things out, I hear the door open and when I turn to look, I see an office aid handing my teacher a note. You know how usually you're hoping that it's for you and you get to skip school for the rest of the day? Well, I didn't really want this day to start like this, mostly because I have a lot of tests today AND because the last time I got one of these, it was for my aunt to take my sister and me to the hospital. But since I'm the only one in the room, it is no question who it's for.

"Miss. Queen, could I please see you over here?" Awesome. I get up out of my seat, my hands starting to shake, and walk up to the front of the room where Mr. King's desk is. Oh god, please don't let it be Anna.