Most of the next chapters will just be fillers until I get to what justafakeme and I have planned for the story. Sorry if it annoys you, but I give you all permission to flame me.

But as a late St. Patrick's Day gift, here is an update. :)

Previously "on" Walney High...

"Anna?"

"Kristoff?" I say uncertainly. A smile spreads across his face, and his eyes light up. He starts walking over.

It would have been the perfect reunion if not for the fact that I tripped over my own feet and fell. Kristoff's face is one of pure terror, and he reaches out as if that will help. My fall is interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping around my waist, and suspending me in the air.

"Glad I could catch you, Anna." The voice belonging to the arms says.

I look up into familiar green eyes. His red hair and sideburns are unmistakable.

...

Anna comes running back towards our seats with a guy following close behind her. "Elsa, Zel!" She looks at both of us. "He's back."

"Who's back, Anna?" I ask her confused.

And one word leaves her lips. "Hans."

Elsa's POV

Hans is back? Seriously? That creep is back, and he's already talked to my baby sister? "What do you mean Hans is back?" I ask her.

"Look, I'm pretty sure you understand me. I'm speaking English!" She responds, flabbergasted. Anna always does get like this when we talk about Hans. "Let me say it again: Hans," she does a raspberry with her mouth. "Is," raspberry. "Back," raspberry. "Do," raspberry. "You," Raspberry. "Understand?" Raspberry. (Shoutout goes to the person who can guess what TV show this is a reference to, and will be even cooler if they get the episode right.)

Zel wipes her face. "Say it; don't spray it."

She ignores her and throws her arms in the air. "And I am freaking the freaking freak out!"

I put my hand up. "Relax. Just start from the beginning."

Anna takes a deep breath and looks around the stadium. "Can we please get out of here first? My head is killing me."

I nod. "Yeah," I now notice that Olaf, Hiccup, Jack, Merida, Flynn, Zel, and the guy standing behind her are still here. "We as in who exactly?"

Anna sighs. "Everyone. I'm on the mood for company. Let's talk about it, move on, and celebrate the fact that we just one the first game of our season."

"Where to?" Jack asks, as we all start going towards the exit.

"Who has the biggest room?" She says.

We ended up going to the girl's dormitory. The lobby area of Anna's floor wasn't crowded so we ordered Chinese food and made ourselves comfortable on the one couch and two love-seats. Zel and Flynn sat in one of the love-seats while Merida and I sat on the other. Anna, the guy from the game, and Olaf sat on the couch in that order. Hiccup is sitting on the arm of the love-seat on Merida's side. Jack sits in front of me on the floor. His back against the side of the love-seat, and his head rests gently, barely touching, my leg.

Flynn is on the phone with the Chinese place giving our order to the man on the phone. He finishes the conversation and returns his phone to his pocket. "The guy says it'll be here in fifteen minutes or it's free."

"Ok," Olaf says. "I'll be the one to point out the elephant in the room." He looks at Kristoff than at Anna. Olaf puts a hand over his mouth and whispers to her. "Who's the weird-looking guy?"

"I can hear you," he says.

"Shh!" Olaf hushes him. "I'm trying to talk to Anna."

Anna smiles. "This is Kristoff. We met on the first day. He goes to Wesleton. Kristoff, I think you remember Elsa, Rapunzel, and Flynn. But this is Olaf, Merida, Jack, and Hiccup."

"You guys ran into each other at the game?" Zel asks with a small smirk on her face and a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah," Anna tells her uncertainly. "Why?"

"No reason." She gives Anna a knowing smile. Anna rolls her eyes in response.

"Whatever, Zel. Kristoff was with me when he-who-shall-not-be-named showed up."

"You mean Hans?"

"Yes him," Anna says annoyed.

"An' jist fa exactly is Hans?" Merida asks her. (And just who exactly is Hans?)

"Yeah," Hiccup adds. "From the way you guys are talking about him, it sounds like a really bad breakup." He chuckles, then sees Anna's face. "And from the look on your face I can see that I hit it right on the money." He laughs nervously and scratches the back of his neck.

Jack snaps his head towards him and glares. Hiccup puts his hands up in defeat.

"Just tell us what happened." I tell Anna.

"Well, yeah, Hiccup. You hit it spot on. It was totally messy breakup. But not because it was, you know, like how he broke up me. It was the reason." Kristoff puts a hand on her shoulder. Anna looks at him and smiles, bashfully. "Well, it all started in eighth grade at an awards ceremony..."

Flashback Anna's POV

"Elsa, can I just go home?" I say to her tugging at the side of my green dress. "I didn't even want to come to this stupid élite ball."

She turned to face me. "Please stay for me? This award is really important to me, and I'm really nervous as it is." Elsa had won some big scholar award thing during the last semester of her freshman year. It got her two tickets to a ball where the award would be presented and a big fat scholarship to any college of her choosing. Aunt Primrose and Uncle Thomas were busy, and Flynn was driving out to meet Rapunzel for a date, so that left me the only contender as Elsa's date.

"Fine, I'll stay." Her expression instantly lost signs of her worrying. "But only for you."

"Thanks," she tells me as she scans the large room for the table we're assigned to. "Who knows? Maybe you'll have fun."

"I seriously doubt that," I mumbled as we sat down.

Dinner went on, deliciously, with nothing exciting. The other table occupants make small talk with Elsa and I. After dinner, the awards are presented. Elsa accepted her award, and I cheered loud enough to make sure she turned bright red. The rest of the time is meant for socializing and dancing on the bright dance floor of the room. The other people at our table left to go fellowship with others.

"That's Mr. Bender. I'm going to go say hi to a few teachers, OK?"

I wave her off with my hand. "Go have fun you crazy kid. I'll be here." Elsa smiles at me, and I smile back. She begins to move across the room and I feel my smile disappear.

Don't get me wrong. I love my sister, I really do, but school events and I just don't go together. That and it's not even my school! Not yet anyway. I'm still an eight grader, well for about four more months anyways, and after this summer, I would be a freshman at Corona High School. But that's not till next fall! And until then, I knew absolutely nobody in the room. Makes you feel like a total loser.

As I glance around the room, a stranger across the room catches my eye. Let me rephrase that: a beautiful stranger.

He is tall, fair skin, green eyes, darkish red hair, and side burns. A smile slowly finds its way to my lips. He is absolutely dashing. This beautiful creature suddenly glances up at me, and we make that awkward stranger eye contact. But then, he smiles at me. And it's like it's just me and him, smiling at each other.

But it is at that moment that a fast paced song comes on, and young, and old, people in the room flood the dance floor. I frown. I lost sight of that cute guy. I strain my neck to look for him again, but with no results. Oh, well. I decide to go check out that dessert table, but that means crossing the dreaded dance floor. Shudder. Clumsy, remember? Dancing and I don't mix very well.

I manage to cross the floor with the table in sight. But as I am about to make it cross the tiles and back on the hardwood floor, someone bumps into me. Roughly, I am thrown off balanced and falling when a pair of strong arms wrap around my torso, catching me. I look up into the most gorgeous green eyes I have ever seen. It's him! The cutie from across the room! I'm totally freaking out!

"Glad I caught you," he says, in a smooth voice.

"Yeah," I reply, breathlessly. "Thank you."

He helps me back up to my feet as the song changes once again. This time a slower one fills the room. My mystery guy keeps his arms around me and begins dancing along with the music with me. Not good!

"I don't really dance."

"It's ok," he tells me. "Just let me lead."

I nod my head, getting lost in those beautiful eyes. I break contact to watch my feet move in time with his.

"I'm sorry," he says, suddenly, and I look back up at him. "I haven't even introduced myself. I am Hans Isle, and you are?"

"Oh, I'm Anna Arendelle."

"Well, Anna, may I just say that you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met."

I feel my cheeks heat up and I quickly look away. I mumble a quiet, "Thank you." and hear him chuckle lightly. The song ends, and our feet stop moving, but Hans's hands do not move. I look back into his green orbs. He smiles.

"Do you want to go outside?"

"Outside?"

"Yeah, there's this garden out there that is breathtaking."

I feel myself nod, as he grabs my hand and leads me out the double glass doors into a garden. He is right; it is breathtaking. The flowers are in full bloom, despite the darkened sky. There are lights all around and a fountain in the center of it all. "Wow," I manage to say. "This is incredible."

Hans and I spent the rest of the night talking by the fountain. He had just finished telling me a story about how his brothers had blamed him breaking the window of a police station that was near his house. He had to spend a night in prison.

I laugh. "So you have twelve brothers."

"Yeah," he says, chuckling. "Twelve. Two of them pretended I didn't exist until I was ten."

"And you're the youngest?"

"No (I changed this for the story).I am the fourth youngest. The twins and baby Benjamin are younger than me."

"That's insane! Must be pretty crazy at your house."

"It is," he stops and looks at me seriously. "You should meet them."

"What?" Meet his family? That's kind of serious... What is he implying?

"I mean, well, I, um, kinda want you to meet them."

"Really?" Wow! Meeting Hans's family sounds awesome! This is the first time I've ever hung out with a boy who doesn't think I'm just a friend.

"Yes," Hans says. "And, to be honest, I want to see more of you."

I smile. "Ok, can I just say something crazy?"

Hans smiles back. "I love crazy."

"All my life, I've been ignored. But with you, everything is different. It's like the pain is gone."

He puts a finger under my chin and tilts it up, and I feel myself blush. "I feel the same way! It's like, with you, everything is different."

"And it's like, I'm not afraid of being shut out."

"I would never shut you out," he says smiling, sincerely.

"I know you wouldn't," I tell him.

"Can I say something crazy?" I nod. He looks up at me and thinks for a moment. "Will you date me."

And without any hesitation, I say, "Can I say something crazier?" He nods. "Yes."

A giant grin spreads across his face and his eyes flicker to my lips. Slowly, he leans in towards me. And like some magnetic force, I do the same. My eyes flutter shut as our lips meet. The kiss is short and gentle, but that doesn't make it any less sweet or magical. In the short time that our lips were connected, electricity spread through my entire body, and sparks flew. But as quick as the kiss had begun, it was over. Hans pulled away first and smiled at me.

I smiled back. "Wow," I breathed out.

"Can I see you again tomorrow?"

I am in a complete blissful mood when I answer, "Yeah,"

"Great," he pulls out his phone. "Let's just exchange numbers and talk about it."

And we do just that.

Since the party, Hans and I had been inseparable. We spent time after school, before school, and the weekend. Now, two weeks later, Hans invited me to meet his family. He says Sunday night dinner is a big deal in his house. Hans also told me that he had a big surprise for me that night.

Elsa was completely doubtful of the ordeal. "I still think you're too young to be thinking of a boyfriend, Anna," she told me countless times after I had announced the news to Zel, Elsa, Aunt Prim, and Uncle Thomas.

But I ignored her. What did she know anyways? All the guys at her school referred to her as the snow queen because of how icy she acted towards any guy who asked for the time of day.

Hans and one of his older brothers came to pick me up. There I was greeted by his mother, Marry, and his father, Christian. During dinner, I sat in between Hans and one of the twins, Daniel. The food was delicious, and I told Marry that countless times. It was there that I was also introduced to all twelve brothers: (in order from oldest to youngest) Christian II, Jacob, Mason, Ethan, William, Liam, Noah, Alexander, Daniel, Frederick, and Benjamin.

At the end of the night, right before I was supposed to be leaving, Hans called me into the front room of his huge house. It was empty beside us and the furniture, and Hans sat down with me on a small couch and took my hands in his.

"Anna, I know that we've only known each other for a short time, but it's felt like an eternity. I think your amazing, and I think that I am falling in love with you." He pauses. I look deep into his green eyes, filled with sincerity and warmth. "I want to make sure that you are always going to be mine." Hans continues to hold my hand as he slides off of the couch and on the floor. He now is on one knee in front of me, reaching into his pocket. He produces a small ring box and opens it to reveal a simple silver band with a small green gem in the middle. "Anna Arendelle, will you accept this promise ring, in hopes that one day I will exchange it for a real engagement ring?"

I am so filled with happiness! Hans wants me to promise to always be his. Anna Isle? Has a nice ring to it! I can't believe it! He's so sweet! How could I ever say no to something like this? "Yes!" I tell him with a huge smile on my face. A grin spreads across his face as he slips the ring onto my left ring finger. I throw my arms around his neck in a tight hug. "This is the best day if my life," I whisper against him.

"Mine too, Anna," he tells me as he snakes his arm around my waist.

The next day, I got a text from Hans. It read, "Hey Rachel, can't wait to see you later ;)" I am confused. The last time I checked, my name was Anna, and Hans had basketball practice, so I wouldn't be seeing him until tomorrow.

"What are you talking about?" I sent him back.

He responded immediately. "Sorry Anna. Must've sent that to the wrong #"

"Ok?" I can't ask him who Rachel is without sounding like an obsessive girlfriend... but that winkey face is mocking me. "Who's Rachel?"

"My cousin. She's staying with us while visiting."

"What happened to b ball?"

"There is none... I didnt want u to get jealous that Im hangin out with her and not u."

Jealous? Do I seem like the jealous type? No, no! It's fine! He can hang out with other people and not me. I'm totally ok with that! "Im not I swear. Tell her hi for me."

"Will do. Gtg. :*"

"Bye. 3"

I put my phone down. I felt terrible. He lied to me because I made him feel like he had to! I'm such a bad girlfriend! How could I do that to him? I have to make it up to him!

The next day I had figured out how I would make it up to him; I'm going to make him a surprise picnic! It's going to be totally amazing! I'll set it up in his backyard and wait for him to show up after school today. He said that there really was basketball practice tonight, so it would take him longer to get home. Since we're in the same grade level, I texted the twins to help me out last night.

"Hey, Frederick and Daniel, planning a surprise picnic for your bro. Think u could help?"

"Sure, we'll help you set it up," was Daniel's text.

"We'll make sure no ones home for u," was Frederick's reply.

"Thanks."

And so here I am. Sitting on an old quilt in the Isle's backyard waiting for Hans to get home. Daniel had come out and sat with me.

"You sure you're ok out here?" he asked.

"Yeah," I reassure him. "It shouldn't be that long, and I'll just work on homework or something until he gets back."

He smiles at me. "Alright, if you're sure."

Frederick then comes out of the house using the glass sliding door leading from the kitchen to the backyard. He holds a can of soda, and as he approaches, he tosses it to his brother who catches it. "Ready?"

"Yeah," Daniel says, standing. "We'll be down the street at a friend's house if you need us."

Frederick smirks. "Like they will," he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "They'll be enjoying time alone." I feel my cheeks heat up at this.

Daniel hits him on the shoulder, "Freddy, you're a moron."

Frederick sticks his tongue out at him and says in a mocking voice, "I know you are but what am I?"

I laugh at them. The twins are complete opposites, and they're always bumping heads. I remember what Hans told me about Rachel staying with them. "Is it weird to have another girl around?"

"Another?" Freddy asks.

"Mom's the only girl in the house." Daniel adds.

"What about Rachel?" I ask, confused.

"Rachel?" Freddy says, confused. "Who the hell is Rachel?" They both give me the same face of confusion.

"Your cousin?" I say more as a question than an answer.

Freddy looks at Daniel shocked. "We have a cousin named Rachel?"

Daniel looks up in thought. "I don't think so." He then looks at me. "Where'd you get an idea like that?"

"It's just that Hans told me," I pause. "Nevermind, it's not important."

Freddy shrugs and looks at the time on his phone. "We should get going, Dan. Hans is going to be home soon, and I don't want to be around for a love-fest." He pretends to shudder.

Dan punches him in the arm. "Knock it off." The two start walking back into the house, and I am alone.

However, this loneliness doesn't last very long. A familiar head of red hair is at the entrance of the kitchen. Has that hand always been there? Wait, hand? I look closer through the sliding glass door. There is my Hans leaned against the door frame of the kitchen entrance with a hand in his hair. I follow the hand with my eyes to its arm then to the torso, and it is way too slender to be a guys. Hans, my Hans, is there in a heated make out session with somebody else.

Somebody that it isn't his girlfriend.

Somebody that isn't me.

Cheater! Liar! He told me he cared about me!

I feel anger building up in my chest as tears pool out of my eyes. Just then, the two separate for air, and Hans sees me over her shoulders. His face darkens and a sick, evil smile graces his lips as he looks right at me.

That did it. Tears freely pour out of my eyes and slide down my cheeks. I scrunch my eyes shut and take a deep breath. I will not cry in front of that scum. I grab my book-bag and the bowl of my aunt's homemade potato salad. I start walk towards the door, and Han's eyes flicker in fear as he watches me.

When I am close enough, I allow the bowl to fly out of my hands and hit the window. The potato salad covers most of the glass and the bowl shattered against the impact. That's fine let Hans clean it up. I walk with my head held up high through the door, past him, and to the front door. Hans's eyes and that girl's are on me the entire time.

It is as I am turning the doorknob that Hans speaks. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Leaving," I say without looking out him.

He snorts. "Leaving that here?"

I whip around and look at him, hard. "Since you're so good at making messes, I thought you'd love the practice at cleaning them." Where did that come from? All I really want to do is curl into a ball with a tub Ben & Jerry's, a spoon, and a box of tissues.

He rolls his eyes. "Oh god, just get over yourself, Anna."

"Well you already did," I say, my confidence is loosing its edge.

"Yeah, I did." He looks at the girl and back at me. "And she is a thousand times better at everything compared to you."

Hurt reflects in my eyes. He sees this, and his evil grin gets bigger. "You want to know why? Why I choose her over you?" He searches my face, but I don't look at him. "Because I was only using you as a distraction. And when somebody funnier, prettier, and more talented comes along, you have no significance to me."

My eyes are filling again. "I though you loved me," I say in no more than a whisper, but he still hears.

"Oh, Anna, nobody loves you, especially not me."

This isn't as long as I wanted to make it, but I wanted to get an update out tonight, so I shortened it.

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