(A/N):Hey guys! Sorry it has been so long for an update! I got my wisdom teeth out and been doing a bunch of college application, scholarships and also it was finals week!It will be a lot more regular updating now that things have calmed down a lot! Thanks for all the great reviews so far! Anyways enjoy the chapter! ~Ice Goddess
After the ceremony the blonde makes a hasty retreat and leaves the young girl. The recruits are served lunch and then immediately board the bus to bootcamp. The seats are cold as Anna finds a window seat. Outside her window she sees the blonde officer climb into a humvee next to the bus.
This is going to be a long 3 months.
The bus ride is only about an hour long and should be arriving soon. There is a low rumble on the bus from the small excited chatter of the recruits. "Who do you think is gonna quit first?"
"Nah man they won't make us run in 3 feet of snow, only two."
"At least we have hot officers"
Anna's eyes dart up to find the voice that made the hot officer comment. It's a boy next to Hans. The two recruits are only a few feet away from Anna so she can easily tune into their conversation. Hans smirks at his fellow marine.
"Yeah that blonde one looks like a good time."
Oh you have no idea.
Anna can't control the huge grin that forms on her face. Before Anna can join the conversation the bus is beginning to slow. The recruits quickly begin to grow quiet. By the time the bus reaches its halt they are all staring at the bus doors in utter silence. Outside lies a beautiful building with the largest Arendelle flag any of them have ever seen. The doors open. A large man slowly takes the steps.
Assuming a strong intimidating posture he gazes into each recruits eyes. One recruit drops his eyes. A fatal mistake.
"Well, well. Looks like I found my first problem." The man slowly walks down to the recruit who is now refusing to look away from the officer.
"Am I not pretty, Private Sitron?" He hovered over the boy next to Hans.
Obviously confused the private didn't respond.
"Your comrade has just made a fantastic example. When I speak to you I demand full respect. You will look me in the eyes. That goes for any officer outranking you. For you marines, that means everyone. Welcome to the bottom."
His voice booms through the bus. Not a single eye not locked on his own.
"Now. Get off this bus, grab your bag with your name labeled on it and report to the mess hall in 10 minutes." Awaiting more orders, no one moved.
"AN OFFICER JUST MADE AN ORDER, RESPOND RECRUITS."
His voice was loud before but now it nearly knocked everyone off their seats. The young marines responded in unison and still cannot match his volume.
"SIR, YES SIR."
Anna rises and exits the bus. Grabbing her bag, her first night of boot camp begins.
In the mess hall they are assigned their bunks and there the recruits form lines to have their hair cut. The night seemed to blur together. from one officer yelling to the next it was hard to take everything in. The first night at bootcamp quickly becomes the first day, with no sleep in between. Within what feels like no time Anna is waiting in line for the "moment of truth". Finally she has a breather.
Jesus CHRIST. My hair is so short! What is even happening? How do they expect us to remember all this.
The line moves up and Anna watches as a recruit exits the room with his hand to his face.
Damn. It looks like he sure as hell lied about something. Just breathe Anna. You haven't hidden anything.
The moment of truth is a interview where you are drilled. They want to know if you have lied. By this time the recruits have been up for around 30 hours. The ability to hold up a tough exterior has finally fallen. Anna is only two people away from entering the room.
You haven't lied. Stop freaking out.
The girl in front of Anna goes in.
Just breathe.
Soon the girl exits.
Breathe.
Anna takes a step towards the door. With one last breathe Anna grabs the handle of the door. She quickly steps in and salutes the officer standing with their back to her. Anna remains in salute position until the officer turns towards her. Anna's hand falls from her head and a small gasp falls from her lips. The blondes hair is pulled into the same bun. Her eyes are just as amazing as she remembers.
You. Thank god!
Anna smiles and opens her mouth to speak but not before the officer can.
"Take a seat recruit." Anna's mouth snaps shut.
Wow hello to you too.
There is a table and two chairs facing each other. It's like an interrogation room.
"Umm hi?" The recruit lets the words out and the reaction is considerably different than the last time she said hello.
"I didn't give you permission to speak recruit." Her voice is like ice. Her smile now gone. The perfect girl Anna had met just two nights previous was gone and replaced with someone with a bitter edge and a frozen heart. Just then another officer entered the room.
"Major Elsa, here is this recruits file." He salutes, hands her the papers, and exits the room.
The door clicks shut. The major begins to look through the file. Anna eyes the officer and walks towards the chair.
What's her problem…
As she begins to sit she catches the Majors eyes glance to her own. For half a second there is compassion in her eyes as she looks upon Anna but it is gone within a second. Anna slumps in the chair.
You're not getting out of this so easy blondie!
"Permission to speak Ma'am?" Anna asks in a very joyful manner, hoping to receive the same atmosphere in return.
"Permission denied."
Well that didn't work.
With a flick of her wrist she tosses the file on the table.
"It's just i th-" Anna whimpers out.
"I said permission denied!" The majors voice is raised now.
Or maybe you are getting out of this one.
Anna nods her head as if she understands.
At least I know her name now. Elsa.
"Now. Have you lied at all, about anything you have told any officer at any point in time?" Elsa eyes the red head. Her hair is shorter now. What the actual fuck? How the hell did this happen? I knew coming to this damn boot camp would be bad for me! Where's Kristoff when I need him!
"No, Ma'am." Anna looks at the Blonde and bites her lip. Her eyes become soft and the recruit puts on her best puppy dog look.
Oh god, don't give me that look.
Obviously not hearing Elsa's thoughts she continues her attempt to guilt the blonde.
With a huff of frustration her attempt works, Elsa gives in.
"Okay look, this is all I am gonna say. It happened. But it was nothing. It was a one time thing and if I had known who you were. Well then it would have been a no time thing." Elsa waits for an answer but the redhead stays silent. Staring at the officer with startled eyes and any chance of a smile gone.
"Well? Got anything to say?" Still the girl remains silent. Anna raises an eyebrow towards the major.
"Permission to speak."Elsa rolls her eyes at the now obedient recruit. Immediately Anna lets her exterior armor fall. She looks to the blonde with sadness and longing. She tries to speak but words fail her. Her voice is hoarse as she finally is able to speak.
"It didn't mean nothing to me." She musters out the words and then falls silent again.
It meant something. I'm sorry. It means something I swear. Just say it meant something dumbass. It's her first day at bootcamp and you do this to her. DO SOMETHING.
Elsa returns to a more suitable posture.
"That will be all Private."
Oh Jesus, not that. Stupid Elsa. Very stupid. What is wrong with you?!
Anna stares up at the blonde. Astonished that that is all she gets. Her shocked face turns to a cruel look.
"Unbelieveable." Anna shakes her head in disbelief. I'm nothing? just like that?
"Private, don't forget who I am." Elsa glares right back at the red head.
Just stop talking. Let her leave and stop making this worse. God dammit.
"I couldn't if I tried Major." Anna stands. Salutes. Then she turns to the door. Before exiting she stops. without turning to face the blonde, voice no longer with a bouncy ring to it.
"Have fun dreaming about me Els."
With the last snarky comment Anna leaves and slams the door shut behind her. Elsa stares at the door, the slam still echoing in her ears. Elsa leans against the table and brings her face to her hands letting out a groan of frustration.
"Fuck"