Disclaimer: If I owned Frozen and Rise of the Guardians, then I'd be a millionaire. But I'm not, so…
Chapter 2
Elsa slammed her locker door shut. Her bag felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. She was taking all AP classes, so she was probably carrying two thirds of her weight in textbooks right now.
At least now it was lunch.
She walked down the hallway and entered the cafeteria. The wall of noise was like the constant drone of bees in a hive.
Elsa's eyes widened.
Anna was sitting in the center of the lunchroom, sitting next to the brown haired guy from this morning. His arm was draped over Anna's shoulders, and she was leaning into his embrace.
Elsa immediately changed directions. She passed through the cafeteria, and once she was around the corner, she whipped out her map and traced a path to her next destination.
The library.
She opened the door and walked into the quiet library. There were hundreds of books lining the shelves, with even more books stacked in piles until they grazed the 8 foot tall ceiling.
"Hello?" Elsa called. This library definitely needed some organizing.
In response a crash came from the back of the library and a colorful explosion of swears followed. Elsa delved deeper into the mountains of books until she found a young woman in a yellow dress piling books into another stack on top of a big mahogany desk. She had thick black glasses that were on the tip her nose and titian hair that curled at the tips.
She didn't seem to realize that anyone else was in the room with her. She muttered to herself and fingered gold ring on a chain around her neck.
"Excuse me, are you the librarian?" Elsa asked.
The woman shot up straight in her chair and turned away from her books. "Um, yes," she said. "I suppose I am."
"Do you need any help?" Elsa picked up a stack of books off the desk and placed it precariously on top of another stack on the floor.
She smiled. "Thanks. My name is Mary Burnette. Call me Mary. What's your name?" She held out her hand for a handshake.
Elsa clasped her hand firmly. "I'm Elsa. Can I eat my lunch here?"
"Of course. Eat wherever you like, but don't get any food on the books!" Mary laid on top of her desk, her feet in the air, studying a novel as thick as her glasses. Which was plenty thick.
Elsa dove into the labyrinth of books until she was certain she was far away from anyone else. She sat down in the corner and stared at her lunch for a couple minutes.
Meeting Mary had made her forget about Anna and that boy, but now, staring at her lunch, it came back to her in a flash.
She grabbed her apple and paced back and forth. And as she munched, she pondered what to do.
Despite her first impression of that guy, Elsa really knew nothing about him. For all she knew, he was a nice guy who'd just been having a bad day.
Elsa decided on a verdict. She would give this guy one more chance to change her current idea of him. For now, she would wait until Anna introduced him. And Anna was definitely going to introduce him.
She nodded to herself and finally sat down to finish the rest of her lunch.
AN: Hey guys, I think I finally know where I'm going with this story. I created a backstory for the dream and I'm trying to make sure there's no plot holes. Mary is an OC, so can anyone guess how I got her name?
-L