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speaking of suggestions...I've been hearing some jack frost love...however I've never seen ROTG. Sue me. So if you really want some icy action up in here, I need deats! what is he like?

disclaimer: you know the drill

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It had been over a week since that horrendous weekend, and practically nothing had changed.

Anna and Elsa's relationship was more tense than ever, never speaking to other (which was quite awkward, conserving they were roommates). The once happy-go-lucky lunch table had evolved into a pit of awkward silence, with Flynn and Jack always trying to lighten the mood to no avail. Hans was completely unfazed by the events, completely content sitting at the jock's table, laughing charismatically and always having a good time. However, he never forgot to give Elsa a glare, a constant reminder of the deal and her end of it.

Kristoff voice was sore, as he refused to open his throat to anyone, except in the privacy of his own bedroom where he would sob for hours on end. The only time he would come close to socializing with Anna, he could only stare at her with longing or regret, his heart splitting at her haggard appearance.

Chemistry was also a scene. The once compatible pair sat two seats apart and Anna quickly allocated them equal assignments to do on their own, then placing them in the project. Personally, Anna wished they could work together, to solve some of their issues. But the agonizing realization came to her; Kristoff wanted nothing to do with her.

Kristoff wanted more than anything to hold her back in his arms, to bring life back into her inert eyes, to love her enough to destroy her hebetudinous attitude. But he'd made a promise, and what Elsa told him was right. He had his own set of problems he needed to resolve, and looking at himself in someone else's shoes made him realize what a monster he really was. He knew he would never hurt her, but the painful recollection of memories he stored would come back a haunt them both. He couldn't e with her. He cared for her too deeply to put her in that kind of uncomfortable and cataclysmic situation.

Elsa still refused to talk to Kristoff. She knew that when she looked into his broken brown eyes, she would break off their deal and hug him too tightly. He was like an older brother; sometimes ignorant and annoying - in fact most times- but she couldn't possibly live without him. He had kept his word and from what Elsa had seen, the two hadn't talked and patched anything up since that night.

Nonetheless, her conversation with Anna in the bathroom had definitely changed her. She had finally found the real reason Anna was stuck at this feculence covered crap hole, with the most obnoxiously arrogant students, herself included. Elsa admired Anna's bravery, but she hadn't told a soul her story. Sure, they weren't on speaking terms, but Elsa would let her speak her tale when she was ready. But Anna's piercing words drilled through Elsa's hear like a bulldozer.

"I don't think you're the person I should talk to you about it," Anna replied, making Elsa's head shoot up in surprise. "I mean, you can't even admit to yourself that what you did to Kristoff was one of the cruelest things you could do a friend. Sure, you talked about it, but did you ever change? You haven't even told him you're sorry yet."

Elsa didn't say what she wanted to say. She didn't say how it killed her every day. She didn't say that it ripped pieces of her heart until there was nothing left to slit. She didn't say that she wanted so badly to mend her and Kristoff's shattered relationship. She just put on her bitch face and came back with a nasty retort. And look where that got her.

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Flynn Ryder sat with his back against the wall in the empty corridor, tossing grapes into his mouth and crossing his legs lazily. Something fishy was going on with his friends, and he had no idea what. He got Rapunzel to tell him a little bit, but he only knew so much. He guessed Hans broke it off with Anna, or vice versa, because he was banished from their lunch table. It's like he wore pink on Thursday. Elsa and Anna were both acting funky. Anna's once giggling and awkward personality was replaced with sadness and silence. Elsa seemed to be taking her loss at Homecoming a lot harder than he had guessed, because she was almost as bad as the spunky redhead. Maybe it was just their time of the month.

"Flynn!" a voice echoed the stately hallway, making Flynn miss the grape he tossed. He frowned before looking up.

"Hey Freckles, what's up?" he asked good naturedly, patting the floor next to him. Anna plopped down next to him and sighed.

"Ok, I need to tell you something, because I think you're the only person who will give me a straightforward, thoughtful answer. Well, not really an answer, because it's just a thing I need to get off my chest," Anna rambled.

"Oh my gosh are you pregnant?" Flynn's eyes widened. "Who's the baby daddy?"

"No!" Anna protested. "Seriously though Flynn," Anna scolded.

"Alright, alright. Talk my ear off."

Anna took a deep breath. "A couple months ago I lived in Arendelle with my parents, but you probably already know that," Anna shrugged her shoulders and Flynn nodded. "We decided to go on a week long cruise. It started on Sunday and went through Saturday. We were having an absolutely spectacular time, until that horrible noise called the emergency alarm went off. It was in the middle of the night, and I wouldn't have heard it unless my father picked me and scrambled to get out the door," Anna surprised herself, her eyes completely dry. She'd never told this story without crying. "There were so many people, it was complete madness. Slowly, everyone started getting loaded onto the ships. My mother and I fell under women and children, so we got loaded on first. I never saw my father again," Anna inhaled and exhaled to keep herself calm. "My mother and I were boarded onto a float, and we were about to go into the open sea, when a young mother and three little children stood on the side. My mom got out and offered her seat to them," Anna sniffled, but still no tears covered her face. "I was so scared, but my mother told me to be brave. So we were lowered into the ocean, and I stayed brave for her.

"I saw the ship go down," Anna braced herself for the worst part of her tale. "I saw all the screaming people scrambling for anything to grab onto. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen."

"What about your parents?" Flynn whispered, encouraging her to finish her anecdote.

"I was lifted to the mainland a few hours later. I looked through all the safety boats, I asked everyone twice. No one had seen them. I was alone," Anna let a lone tear escape her right eye. "They died right in front of me, and I didn't even realize it."

"Anna," Flynn put his arm around her comfortingly. "I'm so sorry."

"So a few months later, after all the legal papers and funerals were out of the way, I was shipped here. And don't get me wrong, you guys have been fabulous, and loving, and welcoming, but it still pains me every day."

"You want to here my straightforward answer now?" Flynn said after the pair had been silent for a few minutes. Anna nodded. "I think what you went through was absolutely horrific. And I'm not saying you should completely forget about that, or your parents, but you can't let your experience control your life. Things like that happen for a reason. Maybe you were meant to be here. Maybe not. But your parents wouldn't want you to be miserable and keeping that tucked away."

"So you're saying I should just completely forget about them?" Anna asked confused.

"No! I 'm saying that what you went through was awful and scary, but you can't keep it bottled inside forever. Talking about it does help," Flynn said. "I know somewhat how you feel. I'm an orphan myself."

"Really?" Anna looked up at Flynn surprised.

"Yup," Flynn admitted. "But I've learned to accept it, it's a part of me, and there is absolutely nothing I could or could have done about it."

"I sort of get what you mean," Anna said. "But it's still really hard."

"I'm not saying you shouldn't take time to grieve. But sooner and later, you're going to have to think of your parents in the positive light you saw of them before the accident, not the last time you saw them."

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