A/N: So it's looking like Tuesday is going to be my update day. I won't get around to typing more tonight because I have a choir fundraiser to go to so *groans*. However, here is the intro to our little nerds whom I adore very much, along with some Hans and Elsa bonding.

to eglgrl365: you are the absolute cutest and my favorite. Flattery gets you everywhere.

to Miss-Understood: thank you for your honesty. I really didn't like that twist either. Aurora discusses it next chapter and I did put in some PhillipXRory for you. So please know you are in good hands and all the pairings will be cannon.

to Mallgirl13: you are also great and I adore you. To answer your question, Babette is the feather duster in Beauty and the Beast. You know, the hookery one that's with Lumiere. If you can ever see the musical she's in it quite a lot and she's fabulous (my friend recently played her and was distressed by your question!)

I'm surprised no one has questioned about Naveen and Tia yet...Hmm...

Comment to me your favorite color and pairing in this story so far!

Okay. I'll shut up now.

(Anna)

I drummed my fingers on my lunch tray nervously as I stood at the front of the lunch room. The chatter from the filled tables made my stomach churn nervously. I couldn't just sit down, all these people were friends, and I was new to everyone. I was about to turn to go outside to eat when a hand tapped my shoulder.

"H-Hey. Need a place to sit?" The boy was almost a head and a half taller, with chocolate eyes and hair, which hung in his eyes and was tied back with a ponytail. A carrot hung half in his mouth in a funny way.

I nodded thankfully. "Yes, please."

He smiled, lopsided, in an endearingly awkward kind of way. "Cmon. You can sit with us."

He introduced himself as we walked along to the table, as Sven. He was gangly, swinging his arms along as we made our way to the table. He broke out in a bright smile, running ahead.

"Kristoff! I haven't seen you since this morning! How was class? I brought someone-"

"Sven, breathe. Who did you bring?"

I rounded so the voice-Kristoff-could see me. And I could see him.

His eyes were a soft gold, white blonde hair peeking out of as gray sock toboggan. He wore a baby blue sweatshirt over low rise jeans. A little rough stubble, so blonde I could hardly see it. He didn't seem to like me all that much...

"This is Anna!" Sven announced. "That's Kristoff. He's like my brother."

Kristoff snorted. "Nice to meet you. Have a seat."

I sat next to Sven, pulling my long button up shirt and sweater dress over my fishnets.

"Down there is Merida, the redheaded one. The boy with his arm around her is Aladdin."

The two sat close together, pouring over a magazine. Aladdin had a beanie and a purple Epcot vest over his button up, and Merida, with her wild hair pulled up, wore brown riding gear for Animal Kingdom. I briefly wondered if they were together as I watched her shove him with a smile, him beaming back with a white smile in his tan face.

"The tall blonde boy is Lumiere, the girl on his lap is Babette. The boy with the curly brow hair is Cogsworth, and the girl on the end is Belle."

They all smiled and waved. Lumiere was wiry, curling gold hair temping his temples which was getting attention by a pretty girl in a tiny black dress with a silver ribbon at the waist. I assumed she was Babette. Cogsworth was a larger boy with messy hair who was pouring over a math book. Sweat clung to his temples and he looked very stressed out for it to have just been the first day of school. Belle was a pretty girl with big brown wide eyes and curly chocolate hair. She had a novel on her lap as she leaned on her elbow. Her dress was blue, but the trinket around her neck was silver. Magic Kingdom.

"Over at the end is Tink. The blonde."

She was sprite-like with a button nose and piercing blue eyes. Her dress was pink and silver leggings adorned her legs. Her blonde hair was down, but I could still see and the silver hoops in her ears and through her lip. She gave me a two finger salute.

"I'm Anna," I smiled. "Princess Anna. Of Arendelle."

Kristoff raised his gold eyebrows. "A princess. We're honored to be in your presence, your majesty."

I flushed red. "Look, it's not like that, okay? It's my sister who'll be queen. I'm not any more important than anyone else," I mumbled, scratching my arm. I caught Kristoff watching me intently, before looking up at the new action happening.

Three new people sat down, a boy with red hair and ruddy face with an elvish grin, a tall boy with chocolate floppy hair and an crooked smile, and a nervous girl with long blonde hair and green eyes.

"That's Peter," Sven said, pointing to the red haired boy. He smiled.

"I am. Nice to meet you, uh-"

"Anna."

"Right."

The dark haired boy cleared his throat. "I'm Flynn Rider. If you ever have a problem, or need a shoulder to cry on, I'm your guy," he smiled crookedly, slicking back his hair with a lazy hand. "This is Blondie," he said, pointed to the pretty girl next to him.

"Rapunzel," she amended quickly. "Rapunzel Corona."

I smiled again, reintroducing myself. The table was filled with rowdy laughter and improper jokes. I knew Elsa wouldn't approve of the company I was keeping but, I was having fun.

Too soon the lunch bell rang dismissal, and I checked my schedule for next hour.

"Whaddya have?" Sven asked eagerly.

"Gym," I frowned.

Kristoff raised his eyebrows. "That's where I'm going."

I watched him, domineering and intimidating, glare down at me. "Oh," I said dumbly.

He sighed. "Cmon, follow me."

(Hans)

Jasmine sat brooding beside me, rubbing her temples, leaning into me.

"Today. Has been. So. Trying," she moaned. I ran my hand through her long dark hair.

"I know, honey. You're being so tough, too. I'm proud of you."

She snorted. "You're not having a bad day."

I shrugged, thinking about History. "No, I'm actually having quite a good day."

I thought about Elsa again, having not seen her since we were children. She had been rowdy then, as had been her younger sister. They'd been practically inseparable.

So now, seeing the eldest Arendelle heir standing nervously at the front of the cafeteria, I wondered why wasn't she with Anna.

"Hans? Are you even listening to me? What are you staring at-"

I excused myself from Jasmine, quickly rising. I noticed the red rings around Elsa's eyes. Something about this stoic princess made me know something had changed her. For a long time.

"Hey, Elsie. What's up?"

She jumped, almost dropping the apple that appeared to be lunch. She was already too skinny as it was. It kind of made me want to yell at her to go get more food, and that thought made me feel weird too. Since when did I ever care?

"Prince Westergard. Forgive me, you frightened me." She smiled tightly, and I almost winced it looked so painful. Even in the harsh lighting and her awful concealing clothes, Elsa looked like a wounded dove. I wanted to scoop her up and hide her, the way one would do to a child.

"It was my fault, Elsie. Don't apologize."

She frowned. "Please don't call me that."

I chuckled at her discomfort, smiling down at her. "Want to sit by me."

She rolled her eyes at me offering my arm.

"Won't your girlfriend get mad?" She teased. I sighed.

"No, she won't. Well, maybe. She gets like that-"

Elsa's face was pale. "I was kidding."

I cleared my throat. "Right. Well, will you at least take a walk with me?"

She glanced around the room, and I followed her gaze to her sister, who was laughing animatedly with some of the outcasts. I did worry, for Elsa's sake.

"I'm really not sure..."

"Pretty please?" I pouted, wiggling my arm for effect, hoping she would take it. She shut her eyes, as if she could blot out reality and me along with it. "Elsie?" I asked.

She sighed. "Fine. Not for me, though. For you. Got it?"

I smiled brightly at her authority. "Yes, ma'am."

I took her outside. The sun was partially hidden behind the clouds, the air crisp in autumn's cool. We strolled in silence watching leaves turn brown and fall from trees. She shivered on my arm, and I found myself wanting to pull her close. I probably should. I've done it easily before.

Something in my head said she wouldn't take well to that.

"What's your next class, Elsie? I'll walk you."

She stiffened. "I, uh, can't remember."

I chuckled, sensing her nervousness. "Well, then let me see you schedule."

She coughed. "It's in my room."

"I'll walk you there, then," I said firmly. She sighed.

"It's in Hollywood Studios. You don't have to walk all that way."

"We'll take a monorail."

She frowned. "Hans, I'll go get it."

I glanced down at the satchel on her hip. "I can get it," I said, pointing down at the yellow slip at her hip.

She paled. "Hans-"

But I had stolen the paper, starting away with a laugh.

Then I froze.

I checked for Elsa's name at the top. I looked at the teacher, then again at the class title. A classes princesses didn't take.

Sorcery.

I cleared my throat. "Interesting elective," I said, goosebumps pricking my skin. She held up her head.

"Indeed."

"People like us don't take this class," I said. When she gave no reply, I whipped out what she already knew. "Villains take this class, Elsie. What are you..."

"Hans, it's not like that. At all. You don't understand the situation."

"The situation is you're already royal. And royals with magic is too much power and they always go bad-"

"Hans it's for my protection!" She pleaded quietly, grasping my hands. I noticed her gloves not for the first time, but knew what they were now for.

"You can't control it, can you? You were cursed. You can't control whatever it is."

She nodded rapidly. "Hans, you have to understand. It's so I don't hurt Anna again."

I stepped closer to her. "I see the appeal of being a villain," I said softly, petting her hair. She flinched. "I get it, really. It's not about evil. It's about wanting. We all want things, and some of us just don't get them. We can't all be Prince Charming." I smiled.

She pulled away quickly. "What? No, Hans, you're missing the point. The point is I want to be good. I am good. I'm a princess-"

"How many evil queens do you think there are?"

Elsa shook her head. "Hans, no-"

I waved her off. "Look, I'll see you later. That's a promise. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

With a smile, I walked off, leaving her speechless.

(Phillip)

So the first day of school? Not going my way. Not at all.

Of course I had hopes, perhaps a little too high.

She still hadn't texted me back. And it was starting to make me worried. Maybe she felt bad for missing the meeting? Or did she decide not to meet me at all?

Of course Naveen in my ear still murmuring drunkenly about Tia was slightly annoying, and Charles was pouring over math homework, stressing about our senior year, was also making me more irritated than I needed to be. Jasmine was glowering after Hans left, the only girl to rant to was Cindy, who was looking increasingly uncomfortable.

Two trays plopped down in front of me.

Snow and Aurora sat down, making excited conversation.

"I heard he's dangerous-"

"He's not, really," Aurora's alto voice sighed. "Just very...rugged. And snarky."

"Are you talking about Rider?" Naveen asked.

I tipped my baseball cap back. "Yeah, what was with that, Rory? I never pegged you for the bad boy type."

She shrugged, head in her hands. "I'm not, really. I didn't picture-I mean, I didn't realize he was. We've got a date later," she sighed. I noted something.

"You don't seem too happy about that."

Her eyes met mine. "Well, what am I supposed to do? Ditch him?"

I shook my head quickly, thinking of today and how it felt waiting under the Corona dorm today and my girl never showing.

"No, but tell him no."

She nodded. "I just...I really thought he was...different."

"Sometimes we're all different. On the inside, we're never what we seem."

Naveen squeezed my hand under the table. Rory nodded. "Thanks, Phillip. I'll...I'll talk to him."

"Anytime, Aurora."

A/N: I went ahead and added Phillip's part because it was tiny and too small for it's own chapter.

Coming up: Ariel walks into music class, a bit shocked to see who her teacher is, leaving her speechless. Belle and Prince Adam meet each other and find an unlikely friendship. Alice and Wendy are discussing their freshman troubles...and boyfriend troubles (anyone wanna guess who's Wendy's boyfriend?) Two shadows meet under a cloud of night and exchange a soul and body, signed on a contract with a fishbone...

I'll try to update again Friday or Thursday, kk?

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-Meggie