Anna: Chapter 2
I had to go to class while Elsa was in the principal's office. I couldn't focus at all on the lesson. Thoughts of Elsa and Hans were too busy swirling through my head. I was worried about Elsa. Was she in trouble? Did have to do with breaking Hans' nose? If it did, then it was all my fault. Well, it was Hans' fault because he broke my heart and that gave Elsa the right to break his nose. At least I believed that.
"Anna, are you okay?" I heard the teacher ask. I was staring straight at the board.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay," I said.
"Are you sure? You've been muttering stuff. I caught something about your sister and Hans. Is everything alright? I know that he had to miss this class yesterday because of his nose," the teacher said.
"Um, I saw it get broken and Elsa had something to do with it..." I answered.
"So you're concerned about them?" he asked. I noticed that the class was staring at me. He was asking things they all wanted to know about.
"I'm concerned that Elsa may have gotten in trouble. I don't care about that lying, cheating pig named Hans," I answered. Some of the class started whispering to each other.
"Anna, watch your language and I am sure your sister will be fine. Now class, back to the lesson," he said, turning back to the board. After the bell rang I sprang out of my seat and went to find Elsa.
"There you are!" I said, nearly running over to her locker.
"Anna!" Elsa said, turning to me. She was looking me over, like she was making sure I was still in one piece.
"What happened?" I asked quickly.
"I have to do 60 hours of community service and write a letter of apology for breaking that jerk's nose. But overall I think it was worth it," she answered calmly. I wanted to scream out that it wasn't fair, but the look on her face stopped me. Elsa was calm and collected. She was like an adult, and so suddenly, I didn't want to bust out like some little kid. I took a deep breath and calmed myself.
"Well that seems...reasonable?" I said. She nodded.
"It's very kind actually. A number of worse things could have happened as a consequence. He has to write a letter too," she told me.
"I don't want his letter or to ever see him again," I said, looking down. Now that I wasn't worried about Elsa, all the heartbreak was rushing back in.